I waited outside of the insanely huge mansion, scanning the faces of people filing out looking for Brandon. I hadn't seen him since I tried to talk to Reign. After most of the kids seemed to be out, I was starting to get frustrated. When I started to reach for my phone, I spotted Brandon basically being dragged over to me by Zayn who had a guilty look on his face. I quickly walked over to them and snatched my brother away.
"Brandon, what's wrong? You look sick!" I said examining his body. He just started bursting out in laughter. He was laughing so hard that his face turned red.
"Niall, your funny." He said poking me. I slapped his hand away and started to shake him.
"Oh my god Brandon, don't tell me your drunk!"
"Shhh, don't tell Greg." He said trying to hide back a laugh. He wasn't just drunk, he was wasted.
"Zayn, why did you let him get this drunk!" I said angrily.
"Don't be so mean Niall! He helped me have fun."
"So you got him drunk?" I said gritting my teeth together, trying to stay calm.
"In my defense, I only gave him 2 beers, but he kept going back for more..." Zayn said looking down scratching the back of his neck. I rolled my eyes and diverted my eyes back to Brandon.
"Oh my goodness, Greg is going to kill me." I can't believe this happened.
"Listen, you guys can come stay at mine." Zayn said. I thought about it, we could. But Greg would think something is up.
"Alright, alright. I'm gonna text Greg and tell him, he's probably asleep." I said pulling out my phone to text Greg.
"So we aren't going home?" Brandon asked.
"No." He sighed a sigh of relief.
"Yay! Now can I have more-"
"NO!" I said cutting him off. "Your already piss drunk, and on top of that your only 15 years old! Jesus Brandon. I thought you had more sense then to do something so stupid!" He looked at me and frowned his eyes turning from happy to sad in a matter of seconds.
"Don't be so mean." He said going over to Zayn and standing behind him.
"Uh, I'm going to get my sister." Zayn said leaving Brandon open again. Brandon huffed and walked down the driveway to the sidewalk and sat down putting his face in his hands. I was so angry and I couldn't deal with him right now so I just dug my hands in my pockets and took deep breaths. A few minutes later Zayn came back with Reign.
"Really? Why are they coming?" She said eyeing me and rolling her eyes.
"They really need a place to stay tonight, Brandon is drunk and if their big brother finds out, then..."
"Blah, blah. Whatever, just come on so we can drive home alright?" Reign said as she walked away. Me and Zayn followed behind her. She stopped in front of Brandon and he looked up at her.
"Come on little boy, we're leaving." She snapped.
"Wow, you look like somebody I know but I can't put my finger on it...." Brandon said stumbling to his feet and putting both his arms out to regain his balance.
"That's my twin sister." Zayn said grabbing Brandon's shoulder to help him out.
"I didn't know you had a twin? Your really pretty. What's your name?" He said looking at Reign.
"I'm Reign." She said plainly, probably getting annoyed.
Brandon just smiled and nodded and we began to walk to her car.
"Wow.. this is a nice car." Brandon said in awe.
"Don't throw up in it." She said unlocking it.
"Oh, I wouldn't do that, it's to nice! I would swallow it before I let it touch your car." Brandon said as he climbed into the backseat.
"You know, I like you Brandon." Reign said winking at him through her rearview mirror. Brandon giggled and looked back at her.
"I like you too Reign." She chuckled and started her engine. Who did Brandon think he was? I was the one supposed to be making her laugh. All I ever seemed to do was annoy her.
We began the drive to their home and Brandon just didn't seem to shut up. He kept babbling about every little thing. I never knew he could be so irritating. He was always so reserved.
"Brandon, can you please shut up for two minutes!" I said clearly annoyed. Zayn chuckled and Reign just focused on driving.
"Niall, why are you being so mean to me tonight? Your never mean!" He said pouting and looking out the window.
"Cause your drunk of your ass and your lucky I wasn't mean and let us go home. You would have been in so much trouble." I said eyeing him. He looked at me a brief second and saw my angry expression before looking down.
"Sorry I made you mad..." He said clearly with sadness in his voice. I just sighed and kept quiet. When we finally made it into their apartment, I was exhausted.
"Okay, who's sleeping where?" Reign said. "Obviously, I'll be in my bed."
"Alright, one of you can sleep in my room then." Zayn said. I looked at Brandon who looked at me.
"Uh... I guess I will." I said. Brandon huffed and looked upset. Why did he care?
"Alright, well I'll get the pillows and a blanket and you can sleep in here on the couch." Zayn said starting to walk away before Reign put her hand on his shoulder and stopped him.
"No! You can't let him sleep in here on that uncomfortable couch." She said and then looked at Brandon. "Come on cutie, you can sleep with me. As long as you don't try anything." She said grabbing his hand.
"Oh trust me, I won't do anything with you." He said, she gave a confused but forced smile and led him to her room.
"Well I'm exhausted mate, come on." Zayn said and I followed him to his room. It was actually pretty cool, he had posters of artists he liked. Some shoe boxes stacked up, a laptop on top of a pile of clothes on the floor. "Sorry, it's dirty."
"Hey, I'm a guy. I understand." I said chuckling. He tossed me some pillows and three covers, two to put under me and one on top and I wrapped myself in the blankets and found myself very comfortable.
"So, sorry for giving your brother those beers..." Zayn said through the silence that had crept up on us.
"Just don't let it happen again, your forgiven."
"It won't." And with that we both fell asleep becoming engulfed in the darkness.
As soon as I got him in my room and said that he could talk but be quiet, he started talking up a storm. He could go on and on for days. But I liked Brandon, he was adorable. And blonde.
"So Reign." He said sitting on the edge of my bed as I slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms.
"Anything you want to talk about?" He said obviously still wanting to talk. I thought about it, he was drunk. Maybe I could get some interesting gossip out of him.
"Let's talk about you. Like let's see... who do you like?" I said sitting next to him waiting for his reply.
"Sorry, I can't say that. But I will say that they are very attractive, with black hair." He said staring off into space for a second and smiling dumbly. He shook himself out of it and looked at me. "What about you?" He asked.
"I like Ryan."
"Oh... he hates me."
"Ryan? Are we talking about the same Ryan?"
"If he's co captain and buff then yes we are." He said chuckling a little.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said looking at Brandon. He just shrugged.
"I know who likes you." He said pushing me playfully.
"Oh really? Who?"
"Niall." He said trying not to smile to big.
"Really? Huh, that's funny." I knew Niall kinda sorta had a crush on me. I mean, he wasn't ugly. He was just as adorable as Brandon, and he was really nice. But I don't know, Ryan was popular and co-captain of the rugby team. I weighed the two on a scale in my mind and Ryan was definitely the better option. At least, that's what I forced myself to think.
"Anything else you wanna tell me?"
"Hmm. Well I do have a secret that nobody knows." He said thinking about rather he should tell me or not.
"Really? What is it?" I said anxious to know!
"I don't know. It's really deep and secretive, if anybody found out. I would probably kill myself." He said plainly. And for some reason, I feel like he was serious.
"Brandon, I promise I won't tell a soul." I said, and I was serious. I wouldn't. He sighed and looked at me in my eyes. His eyes lacked the sparkle he had a while ago, he looked serious.
"Uh, I'm uh, gay... and nobody knows. Well except for you. And I don't want anybody to find out. I just really needed to tell someone in case I ever need a friend to talk to... I don't have very many friends... and well. You seem like a good person." He said honestly.
"I'm not the best person Bray. Can I call you Bray?" He nodded.
"Of course you can. And why don't you think your a good person?" He said now sounding completely sober.
"I'm a total bitch. You know, I for some reason seem to be pushing a good guy away because I want to date the most popular guy in school. I'm a bitch to my mother and my brother, and they never do anything to me. I'm just a bitch. Plain and simple. I don't know why you want to be my friend, but I'm glad you are."
"You know, it seems like we both have alot of issues we need to workout. I think we need each other." He said chuckling a little bit.
"Yeah, we do." I said laughing a bit too. Bray brought out the nice side of me, I feel like I didn't have to put on a mask around him. I could be Reign Malik. Not Reign "the bitch" Malik. He yawned and stretched his arms over his head. "Let's go to sleep, I'm exhausted too." He nodded and climbed under the duvet with me and I turned of my lamp and got comfortable. "Goodnight Bray."