Perfectly Wrong | S.M

Ten

Perfectly Wrong | S.M
Chapter: Ten
Layla

It's been 3 months since me and Brandon started dating, it's going well he treats me well and makes me feel loved, his fans are so supportive of our relationship which makes me feel good because i don't think i would be able to cope well with getting lots of hate. He flew me to Los Angeles the last month to meet his family, he's met my family too he's staying here for a few days, but my moms not a big fan of him, she's definitely waiting for me and Shawn to become a thing, it's just not going to happen so much has happened. We are friends though, we've become friends these last few weeks.

Brandon strokes my hair as he spoons me while we watch friends. My phone pings a few times, i check to see who it is, "Who is it?" Brandon questions

I check and then lock my phone, "Just Shawn saying hi, I'll talk to him later" I reply

He stops stroking my hair, i notice something wrong so i turn around facing him, "That was more than a hi, your phone pinged like 3 times" He mutters

I sign and unlock my phone showing him the messages, i watch him as he reads them:

Shawn
Hey

Whatcha doing?

"I got to go" He mumbles

He begins to get up, i sit up looking at him confused, "Why? I thought you were staying for a few days you promised" I tell him in a sad tone

I was sad, he doesn't have a lot of free time and the one week off he has he's leaving? I know he has to leave in 2 days anyway, just thought i had more time. I felt like since i became friends with Shawn he was being different with me.

"Come with me"

"What?"

He sits down on the bed next to me, he holds my hands, "Come home with me, we can spend more time with each other" He smiles

I hold his hand, "I don't know, what about work?" I ask

He shakes his head, "Like you say Carl loves you, he would definitely let you take some time off" He replies

"Okay, i will" I smile

I get up and begin to pack some clothes and things that i need. There was a part of me that didn't want go, but i felt like i had to otherwise it would cause problems. I like things just to be easy, and for things to be easy you have to do what other people want instead of what you want. I think a big part of me was scared that if i didn't go my relationship would come to an end and i couldn't handle another breakup, nor did i want to. I love Brandon and i want to be with him.

The next night

I was getting ready to go to a event with Brandon, i was wearing a black strapless dress with a high slit, i felt uncomfortable but Brandon said it was the perfect dress so i wore it. I curled my hair and did my own makeup, i didn't like the idea of having someone else do my makeup I'm more than capable of doing it.

Once i was ready i walked out into the living room of Brandon's apartment. Brandon turned around and he looked shocked, "You look amazing" He compliments

I blush, i did feel beautiful, "Thank you"

I looked him up and down i couldn't stop staring at how handsome he was. He was wearing a black tux with a white shirt, his hair was pushed back and he looked amazing, "Like what you see?" He smirks