Tell me you love me

Cassidy Evans had no idea how her move to Los Angeles with her father would change her life forever. She didn't know that she would find her true love in the city of dreams, and she never knew what love really was, until now.
But the question is if it really just was a game to Brandon. Was it just a stupid bet to him? Or did he really fall in love?


2. Make her fall in love


Brandons P.O.V


I turned my eyes to the bar and layed my eyes on the girl Ryan had pointed out for me. She was pretty in her floral dress and with her long brown hair. I couldn´t see her that well, since she was facing the dancefloor, right to her left, but she seemed pretty.

When she turned her head so that I could see her better, I realised her true beauty. Wow, she looked really good. 

She was different than the other girls in the club. She was natrually pretty. The other girls were pretty too, but they were more like sexy, while this girl was just incredible beautiful. 

A small smile spread across my face and I turned to look at Ryan again. He was my best bud. We would always be together and have fun playing sports, flirting with girls and partying. This game was his idea too.

We were at a night club together with Kyle, Dan and Connor from our school and we all sat at a table talking, drinking and having fun. 

Then Ryan came up with the idea of a bet, while I was talking about how many girls I would be able to bang that night. He said that if I could make a girl, that hee´d pick out, say she loved me, I would win the bet. And I off corse accepted the challange since I was such a compeditive guy. Most girls fell in love with me very quickly and it didn´t take much time for them to say those exact words.

This would be easy, and when I won, the guys would have to do EVERYTHING I asked for.That was the bet.

And the girl across the room was the one that was going to say she loved me.

"Her?" I asked with a small comfident grin. Ryan smiley at me and noddet.

"Yup, she´s the one" he confirmed. I nodded and stood up from my seat to walk over to her.

"Go make her fall in love" Ryan smiled behind me with his arms crossed over his chest. I smiled but just kept on walking towards her.

This would be fun.

Cassies P.O.V


"Hey, nice dress" someone said behind me and I turned around to see who it was. I didn´t recognize his face, so I had no idea who he was. I only knew he was good-looking. He had clear, blue eyes, soft brown hair in a dark shade and nice lips that looked very soft, very kissable... He smiled at me and I looked at him with a little smile as well.

"Thanks" I simply said and took a sip of my drink.

"So, a pretty girl like you must have a name right? What is it?" He then asked and och smiled at my drink. I knew these kind of guys. The flirty ones that only wanted sex and then left you. Well, he couldn´t fool me.

"Cassie" I said and gave him a quick look before I looked down at my drink again. 

"Hmm, pretty name. I´m Brandon" he introduced himself and I smiled at him in confidence.

"Well, Brandon. Aren´t you going to buy me a drink?" I asked with a small grin and he laughed at me.

"I prefer something more fun than drinking" He answer me. `Yeah, I bet you find it more fun to play with a girls heart, don´t you?´ I thought to myself.

"Oh really?" I smiled and leaned forward so I was very close to his face. I was only a couple of inches away from him and could smell that he´d been drinking a little. But the smell didn´t bother me, it wasn´t very strong. And his cologne smelled good and covered up a lot of the alcohol smell.

"And whats that?" I then whispered with a small smile on my lips as I spoke. I could see his confident smile as he leaned in closer and took my hand.

"Dancing!" He then surprised me by saying as he pulled me onto the dancefloor. I laughed a little and he put his arms around my waste while I put mine around his neck. He then gently pulled me closer to him. It was a slow-dance and we moved slowly around on the dancefloor, our bodies tight together.

I starred into his eyes. They were really pretty. I loved it when guys had blue eyes, espacially with brown hair. I smiled at him while we dances and he smiled back at me. 

He seemed to be one of those guys that knew exacly what to say and when to say it. But I still remembered how those other guys had broken my heart, and I was not falling for that charming smile again. Never. I was not going to buy his bull-shit.

But I really did enjoy dancing with him, just swaying back and forth and looking into his eyes, feeling his strong body against mine... But I still couldn´t trust him. I was too hurt, and I didn´t want a broken heart again. It hurts too much.

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