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"wha- OMG BRANDON" I say quickly dropping the box and hugging him

"im so glad youre back and not leaving" he whispers during our hug

"me too" I respond back pulling away from the hug

"well I should probably do something with this" I say

"yeah ill Let you put your stuff away. ill see you at 6"

"okay" I say smiling

I pick up the box and bring it inside

"hey Chloe do you like the house" Tyler asks

"yeah by the way im going out tonight at 6"

"I know. your boyfriend told me" he says smirking

"hes not my boyfriend... yet"

"well hes planning on asking you tonight so"

"good" I say smiling

I go to my room and put the box down.

I then go in the other boxes and take everything out placing them on the floor to find places for everything

I take all of the extra stuff that I dont really need but I like and put them into a basket that I see in a shelve under my desk. I take all the books and put them away in another shelve under the desk. I put together the table next to my bed and I put the lamp on top plugging it in along with my phone charger which my phone is charging on. once I finish I throw away all the boxes and clean my room up a little bit decorating as I go along.

as im about to throw away one box I look in it and see its the pictures of me and corbyn and the picture frame. I take them out of the box and sit in front of my window to look at it

I decide to put the picture frame on my desk and I sit back down to look at the pictures of me and corbyn

I look through them and I start to get sad. as im looking at them I hear a soft knock on my window and I look and see Brandon outside of my window

I open it and look at him smiling

"wanna come in?" I ask

"sure"

he climbs in the window and I shut it (her rooms on the bottom floor and he just has to jump the slightest)

"so what are you doing" he asks

"looking at pictures of me and Corbyn... making myself sad"

"you shouldn't be sad over him you know"

"I know I shouldn't but its hard"

"I understand.. well can I see the pictures"

"sure"

I hand him the pictures and he looks at them

"you look happy here" he says showing me one of the pictures of corbyn in my lap when I was playing with his hair

"I was"

"is there a story behind it"

"yeah"

"tell me"

"well it was the day when we first broke up.. and I was tutoring his other friends and he came over telling me he broke up with the girl because he wanted to be with me and we were tutoring still and he laid in my lap and was looking at his hair wanting me to play with it because it I dont know relaxes him I guess and I did and he made his friend take a bunch of pictures" I say smiling at the memory but tearing up

"I didn't mean to make you cry"

"its fine. im more upset that I thought that was the start of a good relationship than the actual memory"

"well lets stop talking about bad memories. lets make some good ones"

"yeah" I say happily

"well get ready its almost time for our date" he says standing up

"what do I wear... where are we going"

"um wear something casual but warmish. I dont know either a long sleeve with shorts or long pants with a short sleeve"

"okay bye cant wait" I say opening my window for him to leave

he leaves and I get ready

I look in my closet and find some shorts quickly putting them on. I look for a shirt but im disappointed when the only long sleeve shirts I have are corbyns. I guess im going to have to wear one of his

I put my favorite one on and wait on my phone for 6 o'clock to come around. its kind of weird that im going on a date with one boy whos going to ask me out wearing my ex boyfriends shirt. but hey I didnt have anything else to wear so its fine.. right?

its finally 6 o'clock and I put on my shoes waiting for him to show up

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