I love you..<3

Sophia and Brandon have just got together and with so many people trying to break them up, will they survive high school together?<3


6. six

I'd woken up extremely early on Saturday morning. I don't know why.

I'd had a bath, washed my hair.

Dried my hair. Straightened my hair. Pinned it into place.

I'd picked out my outfit for the day- deep purple skinny (but they were quite baggy on me) jeans, black vest, cream baggy jumper with a black moustache on.

This was my favourite outfit ever.

I'd decided to put some makeup on.

I moisturised first, then put on my foundation, blusher, eyeliner and mascara. I finished off the look with my clear lipgloss. Lovely.

I then put on some socks.

Odd socks, obviously. I never wear a pair of matching socks, to be honest. I don't know why. I just don't.

I then found my deep purple sneakers, same colour as my jeans.

I was ready.

I placed a kiss to my mums forehead and told her I'd be back later.

I picked up my keys, and my phone and walked out the door, into the morning sunshine.

I walked to the bus stop, putting my earphones in as I walked and pressed shuffle on my songs list, slipping my iPod into my jeans pocket.

Loved you first by One Direction came on first.

I sung as I walked, and danced. I got a few funny looks off people but I wasn't in the slightest bit bothered. Nothing could upset me today. Not a thing.

I got to the bus stop and checked what time my bus was due. Two minutes. Yay.

I waited by the bus stop for the two minutes. Waiting and waiting.

Then the bus came. I put out my hand, so that the bus driver knew that he needed to stop so I could get on. I got out my bus fare out of my pocket and gave him it. He gave me my ticket and I went and sat at the back of the bus, still listening to my music.

Quicker than I had expected, I got to the stop in which I needed to get off at.

I got off and made my way towards Brandons street.

I took my earphones out of my ears and wrapped them around my ipod, putting it into my pocket.

Ooops. I couldn't remember which house was his.

Just as I got my phone, I noticed I was getting a phone call off someone.... I decided I should answered it.


"Hey beautiful," Brandon spoke softly.

Aw, it is just Brandon.

"Hey, which house is yours?"

"The one your standing outside of while your on the phone, look to your left."

I turned my head to the left to see Brandon standing at the sitting room, grinning like the Cheshire Cat and waving like a little three year old. Bless him, he is so cute.

I hung up the phone, and made my way up Brandon's small front garden/drive...

Brandon opened the door, just as I got to it, pulling me in, quickly and swiftly.

He closed the door behind me and pushed me up against it, kissing me.

I was not expecting that.

He pulled away, smiling away. God he had such a cute smile.

"Parents are out. Upstairs?" He looked at me with a cheeky smirk on his face.

Before I even had the chance to answer, he picked me up and took me upstairs, tickling me with every step that he took. I fidgeted and laughed and squealed so much. I am so grateful he didn't drop me.

When we got to his bedroom, he placed me on the bed. "MOVIE MARATHON!!" He squealed. Aw, he's a cutie. Really is an absolute cutie.

I nodded, still trying to get my breath back from laughing so much before.

He laughed at me, then came over and kissed me. And like last time I was at his house, he ended up pushing me back and hovering over me while kissing me.

He pulled back and bounced onto the bed next to me, finding the television remote and turning it on, before jumping at the television to put the first movie in.


He made me watch chick flicks all day.

All freaking day.

And he talked through every freaking film.

We watched The Vow - he talked ALL the way through that. I nearly strangled him.

We watched The Titanic, which I had never seen before - he talked ALL the way through that. I nearly suffocated him with his pillow.

We watched One Day - during this film, if he wasn't talking, he was freaking kissing me. I nearly pushed him off his bed.


His mum and dad came home half way through The Titanic, and decided to talk to Brandon through it. I had gave up in watching it at this point though.

Mathew came home half way through One Day and I nearly launched a pillow at him when he came into the bedroom, talked to Brandon, jumped on my legs, then ran out giggling.


"Have fun?"


"Have fun at Brandon's house?" Mum raised an eyebrow at me.

"I nearly killed him. He wanted to watch a movie marathon of chick flicks, then talked through every film." I made a good attempt to make a straight face, but I couldn't help but laugh.

"Is he your boyfriend?" I didn't know how to answer that one. Should I tell her?

"Yeah, he is."

"Oh, is he nice?"

"Yeah he is mum, he's lovely."

"Oh, that's good. Just remember, he hurts you, I will kill you."

"Thanks mum."

"So, he is like how your dad was when he was alive, eh?" Mum asked, sadly because she mentioned Dad, but she laughed a bit.


"Your dad used to talk through the whole film too." She laughed.

"Ah, yeah. I thought I would be getting locked up for murder by the end of today. Honestly."

We both laughed. Then it went silent.

"I miss Dad." I said, frowning.

"Yeah, me too, sweetie. Me too."

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