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P!ATD FanFic #2- Brendon & Skyler
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"So, do you like him, like him? Or is he just nice to look at?"
That was a good question. I was on the phone with my friend, Alex. We had been best friends since the fourth grade, and I had always gone to her for opinions on guys.
"I really think I like him, Alex," I said, slightly unsure of my response. "I mean, Brendon is funny and cute and nice and sweet and-"
"Okay! Okay! I get it," Alex laughed. "Well, tell him how you feel. Great guys like an honest girl. So give him honesty."
"I don't want to look stupid and start stuttering because I'm nervous."
"You won't, Sky. Trust me. It's like performing, right? You get onstage, you dance like a star, and your nervous feelings are gone before you know it."
Alex was referring to the fact that I'm a dancer. And how before every show, I get super nervous. Then, once I start dancing, I become a whole new person. When I dance, I am outgoing and happy with myself in every way.
"I guess you're right, Alex," I agreed. "You know what, I'm gonna tell him. And I'm gonna do it right now."
"Babe, it's 10 o'clock at night," Alex stated.
"Yeah, well, his window is right next to mine in the next house over. I can just tell him to meet me between our houses," I explained. Confidence stood out in my words, which was unusual.
"Awesome! I hope you get a good answer from him. Text me when you get done, okay?" Alex said.
"Okay, I will! Bye!"
"Bye!"
And with that, I snapped my cell phone shut, and turned to my window. I took the pulley of the blinds in one hand and gave it a pull. The blinds came open to reveal Brendon, staring out of his window and directly into my eyes. I locked the blinds in place and waved my hand. A large smile broke across his face, and he stood up and opened his window, then motioned for me to do the same. I slid my hands under the latches and lifted the window up.
"Meet me between our houses! Okay?" Brendon said in a loud whisper.
"Okay." I replied, in the same tone. I slipped flip flops on my feet, and quietly creeped down the stairs. My parents were both in bed, so I unlocked the door of my house, and walked out to the small area between the two houses. The area was about 10 feet across, and completely open. I leaned against the wall of my house and waited for Brendon. Then I remembered, he had made all the moves. He had said to open my window, and he had said to come outside. In my mind, I was supposed to do that. Was Brendon trying to tell me something?
At that point, nervousness hit. My plan wasn't working. What if he had to tell me something bad? What if he's moving? What if he doesn't like me?
I heard the door to Brendon's house open then shut. And there was Brendon, walking around the corner and up to me. His face was expressionless as he approached me. Then he stopped, two inches from me.
"Brendon, I just wanted to tell you-" I had begun to say, but Brendon cut me off by taking both of his hands on my waist and pulling me foward. It was then that I knew why he wanted me to come outside. I placed my hands on his cheeks and he pressed his lips against mine. The nervous roar that ws in my stomach faded and became smitten butterflies. He pulled away from me, but we kept our hands on eachother.
"I've wanted to do that since I saw you," Brendon said. He laughed a little, then just looked at me with a smile.
I was basically speechless. When I did find words they came out as, "I've been hoping you would do that since I saw you."
And there I was, in the arms of a gorgeous guy, wearing pajamas and flip flops. i guess it worked, though, since he was wearing boxers and a white t-shirt.
"Um, I'm gonna go to bed. Hopefully you get the point that I'm trying to make," Brendon said.
"That you like me?"
"Yeah, because I kinda got the vibe that you liked me too."
"Yeah, you got the right vibe," I smiled.
"Would you be willing to go with me to the skating rink on Friday?" Brendon said, still keeping his hands on my waist.
"Um, yeah. I think I would like that," I said.
"Good," Brendon smiled a toothy grin, and let go of my waist. i grabbed his hands, and he leaned in and kissed me softly on the forehead. "Goodnight," he whispered.
"'Night," I whispered back. We let go of eachothers hands and returned to our houses. I got up to my room and messaged Alex on myspace to tell her everything in full detail.
Laying in bed, i thought about Brendon and how it was only Wednesday. Friday seemed like forever away. I wanted another kiss so bad. Suddenly, I rememberedm I can't roller skate.
~~~~~~Friday~~~~~~
I asked my mom if i could go to the skating rink and she replied with, "Sky! Of course! I'm so happy you and Brendon are getting along. He's very handsome, Skyler. Keep me posted on your status, okay?" She smiled. My mom and I had always been best friends. She was a mom when the time came, but my friend when i needed to talk to her like one.
"Okay, mom, I will," I said. I tied my black converse and pulled my pant legs over them. "I love you, and I'll lock the door when I get home tonight."
"Alright, I love you too. Have fun!" Mom said.
I walked out the door and saw Brendon sitting on his front porch. He stood up and smiled.
"Hey," I said, walking up to him.
"Hey," he replied. I know we both wanted to kiss eachother, but didn't want it to be akward. I knew it was even worse standing there thinking about it, so i put my hands on his shoulders and leaned in. Brendon's lips met mine as his hands went onto my waist, then onto my back, then into my back pockets. I moved my hands from his shoulders to the back of his head. After holding it for a few moments, we pulled apart. I could feel a goofy smile on my face as i watched a smile appear on his face, too.
"Does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?" Brendon said, grinning.
"God, I hope so," I replied. He laughed and hugged me.
"Let's go," he said. "It's about a five minute walk from here."
"Okay."
As we walked, I couldn't help but smile. It was so romantic. I looked over at Brendon and he returned my gaze. Brendon grinned and said, "I'm really glad you agreed to come."
"I'm really glad you invited me."
He got closer to me, and slipped his hand into my back pocket. i wrapped my arm around his waist, and we walked until we approached the skating rink.
Brendon opened the door and I walked into the rink. It was big and full of people. Mostly people around 13 or 15. I turned to Brendon and said, "um, Bren?"
"Yes?"
"I-um- I can't roller skate."
Brendon looked at me and said, "Really?"
"Yeah," I answered. "I just never learned. While my friends were roller skating, I was at ballet class." I laughed at myself and said, "Crazy, right?"
"No, actually," Brendon explained. "A lot of people can't skate. It's okay." He smiled. "I can help you."
I smiled. "Okay," I said.
We went to the counter and Brendon paid the guy for our shoes. After putting them on, Brendon stood up in front of me and held out his hands. "Just hold on to me, and you'll be fine."
"Are you sure? I'll sit and wait for you. I don't want you to be embarassed."
"Embarassed? Babe, these people should be jealous I'm here with such a beautiful girl," Brendon took my hands and helped me up. He began to skate foward, I shuffled behind him, concentrating hard on my steps. Brendon looked at me and slowed down to my pace.
"The floor is way more slippery than the carpet, isn't it?" I asked.
Brendon chuckled, "Yeah, a little. But you'll do fine." I was happy that he was there for me. I had that "if I fall, someone will catch me feeling". And I liked it.
Finally, we reached the skating floor and Brendon let me go on first. I skated onto the floor and grabbed tight onto the wall. He skated over to the other side of me and skated slow. I stumbled a few times, but I never fell. After about 5 times around, Brendon said, "You've done fine for your first time. Want a drink?"
"Sure," I said. We skated to the exit of the rink and sat down at a booth. Brendon helped me sit, then said, "Coke, okay?"
"Yeah, that's fine," I replied.
"Good," he said with a smile.
While Brendon was up at the counter, I thought about us. 'Wow,' I thought, 'I have a boyfriend. And he's nice. And he's sweet and caring.' I felt proud of myself.
Brendon skated back and sat down. He placed a coke in front of me, and one in front of him. "You're doing good!"
"Yeah, sure." I laughed, "You are a horrible liar."
He laughed, too. "No, seriously, I think it's good for someone who doesn't know."
I looked into his eyes and smiled. He smiled back. Brendon put his hand out on the table with his palm facing up. I placed my hand in his and we sat for a few moments. Then we heard, "Hey, lovebirds! Get a room would ya?"
Instantly, we looked up and saw a stocky boy, maybe about 13, joking and laughing with his friends. Brendon let go of my hand, and yelled back, "If you really wanted her attention, you should've started dieting a long time ago, buddy!"
I clapped my hand over my mouth in shock. I couldn't believe he stood up for us as a couple. No one I had dated ever did that. If my other boyfriends had heard a comment like that, they would've shrugged it off. i shot my attention over to the boy and his friends. The boy had a dumbfounded look on his face, while his friends laughed. They walked away, and I looked at Brendon. He looked back at me and said, "Those guys are jealous."
I smiled and said, "Thanks for sticking up for you and I."
"No problem."
"I think I'm done skating for tonight." I said, reaching down and removing my shoes.
"Yeah, me too." Brendon said. We both threw away our drinks, got our regular shoes back, and headed home.
We arrived at my house too soon. Neither of us wanted it to end.
"Thanks for tonight, Bren. I really had fun." I said.
"Me too. I'm glad you came." A few moments passed, then Brendon said, "Is it too early in our relationship for us to makeout?"
I laughed. "Well, it depends on how much you feel you know me. We have been friends for a month now, but, to me, it feels like a lifetime."
"Same here," he replied.
"So, wanna makeout?" I asked.
"Hell yeah," he said. Brendon took my hand and we went around to the side of the house.
I put my hands on his cheeks and pulled him foward. Brendon put his hands on my hips. We kissed eachother and I felt Brendon's tounge on my lips. It was my first makeout, so I did what I thought was right.
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Please Login to post comments| On July 13th 2007 starryboo Said : | |
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I really like this!!! |
| On July 12th 2007 spikies7 Said : | |
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Holy shit!! That was sooo good!!! Why did you stop??? Wow, you HAVE to do a third!!! Keep me posted!!! |
