Seasons Of Desire

Chapter 6

I told Brandon everything about the last hours and he was confused and excited. "Don't get too close to James. He's not the kind of guy to marry. And trust me, every girl wants to be the one who's changing him." he mentioned while he cooked lunch. "Maybe. But I won't date him or something. But somehow he's exciting." "Yep and he's like a drug. Just be careful. Uhm, I wanted to talk about something with you Blaire." he said. I sat down on a chair near the kitchen. "Uhm, I know we don't know each other for too long, but I like you and, and I have a free room. What about moving together instead of living two door away. You could save money, and I'm not alone anymore." Brandon was nervous. I saw it and he stuttered. "Seriously?"

"Sure, why not. But just if you want to. I mean, we're still be friends when you say no."

"No! I mean Yes! I mean, I'd love to Brandon." I answered and ran to him into the kitchen and hugged him tight. "We need to celebrate." he said. "Of course!" and right in time my phone ringed. I took it out of my jeans and saw a message from a number I didn't know. I opened it.

'Be ready at 5. I'll pick you up. James'

I was staring on my phone. "Who was it?" Brandon wanted to know. I just handed him my iPhone. "What the fuck?!" he almost yelled. "I'm gonna cancel it. We wanted to celebrate." I said and took the phone back. "What? Hah, never. You'll go. We can celebrate tomorrow or something. Or tonight if you won't come at 6am. Whatever. I'll wait for you." he said excited. I agreed.

At 5 I was standing in a cute summer dress in front of the front door. James Mercedes came right on time. He wasn't a gentleman at all. I opened the door by myself and looked to James. "Ready?" he asked. "Wow, how about you look great, how was your day? Can I open the door for you? You're not really a gentleman on a date, right?" "It's not a date." he simply answered. I was shocked. "What? Wait. Where are we going?" I asked confused. "You'll see." he said and started the engine. He drove out of LA and about one out later, without any conversation, he stopped the car. We were at some cliffs, nobody was here. "What are we doing here?" I asked. "Having fun? Or don't you wanna anymore?" Was he really confused? "You mean. Having sex in the car?" He nodded. "Of course." James was really confused. I was shocked. He took me out for sex? How rude? I sighed and jumped out of the car. James followed. "Hey, what are you doing?" he asked. "OH MY GOD!" I turned around. "I can't believe that you took me here, just because you wanna fuck with me." James looked really shocked. "And what do you wanna do now? Do you wanna walk home?" he asked. "Yep. Walking, driving, watever." I answered and walked a few feet away. Suddenly James took my wrist. "You can't walk. It takes too long and it's dangerous." he mentioned. "Why do you care." I almost yelled. "Because you're here because of me." he answered. "Let's drive home." James continued. He walked back to the car and turned around. "Come on Blaire. I don't wanna waist my time here." he said. Wow, that did hurt. So I walked back.

As we drove back we didn't talk. Again. As we reached the apartment complex, I stepped out of the car, and right on time, he drove away.

Why was he that pissed? Did I do anything wrong?

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What do you think? Was it Blaire's mistake? Was it clear that James just wanted sex from her? xoxo