Straight To my Heart (BxB)

Here it goes.

“Who’s that,” My sister inquired when I stepped into the house. She was sitting in the couch, watching Breaking Dawn. Puff, vampires-nerd. I hate that movie. In fact, I hate most vampire movies.

Did she saw me leaving Brandon’s car?

Wait, is she really my sister? My sister never question my every act. And last night even weirder when she showed her worried face.

“My friend.”

I responded plainly and make my way upstairs to my bedroom. She didn’t said anything afterwards and continue watching the movie.

I couldn’t take my mind from thinking about Brandon. How he treated me like I’m special. Is this how loving someone  feels like?

I stared the ticket he’d given me and pulled out the ticket Alice gave.

“I’ll save Alice’s ticket for Charles. Or maybe we could get Adam to join us.”

I feel bad though, giving Alice’s ticket to someone else.

***

“Wow, you bought a new guitar. Gibson?”

Charles checked the guitar beside my table. He doesn’t play guitar though. He’s  left handed so he never bother to learn. I did encouraged him but he refused. He’s great and talented in piano and keyboards though, just like Alice. I walked to my book shelves and retrieved Darren Shan’s book, The Birth of A Killer which I think Charles might like.

“Here, I bought this for you.”

Charles’s face lit up as the book changed hands.

“And, no I don’t bought that guitar. It was a present from someone”

I grinned. Charles placed the book on my table and took a seat.

“Ow, a present? Let me guess from who,”

I laughed. He cracked a wicked smile before he tossed his hat to me. I ducked.

“Hey, what’s that for!” I yelled, sitting on my bed in front of him.

“It’s from your sister, right?”

“Brandon, actually.”

I responded, smiling.

“Ow…? Sure!! Well, he do have a lot of guitars. He should donated them.”

I sensed sarcasm in his voice.

“It’s new, Charles. He have it customized for me.”

I stressed on the words new and customized. I reached his hat on my bed, putting it on my head.

He raised up his eyebrows.

“Hey, you know what? We should call Adam and go to the fun fair.”

He changed subject. I guess he’s not comfortable talking about Brandon.

I was just about to reply when I received a text from Brandon.

“Brandon will be here soon. Yeah, that is a great idea! We should go there together.”

“Er…you mean Adam, you, me and Brandon?”

“Yeah”

***

“Hi,”

Brandon greeted us. He was leaning o his car. Grey shirt, black denim and red converse. It just grasped my eyes on his perfect built.

“Hey, wassup.” Charles replied.

I took a seat on the passenger seat, Charles on the back seat. He was busy with his hand phone.