Chapter Twenty Seven - He Stays the Night
I sprawled myself out on my bed and prepared myself to cry but no tears formulated. Come on Alex, your parents could potentially have a divorce, cry you heartless person, I thought but still nothing. It was three minutes ago when dad dropped the bombshell on us, I asked Brooks to leave which obediently he did and I promised to explain later. But why can't I cry now.
Nothing was really wrong with my parents, my mum as a right to be as stubborn as she is but she needs to see how helpful dad is now and how much he has changed for the better. Maybe if I can just get through to her then dad doesn't have to suffer so much. I reached over to my phone where I smiled at the sight at Brooks text.
Brooks: Hope everything is alright. Call me if you need me xo.
My heart fluttered, he was concerned. Mentally noting that I will call him straight after this I dialed my mums number where I waited two rings until she answer.
"Alex." She said with a sigh of relief. My breath cut out and I was at a loss of words. She sounded sad yet she disguised it.
"I miss you." I croaked and truly I did. Although I barely mention it, mum effects my life so much and seeing her just gone hurts.
"I miss you too baby girl." She admitted, oh so now I cry.
"I'm sorry I didn't say good bye." She stammered as my bottom lip quivered.
I blinked away my tears and swallowed. "Are you alright? How have you been?" I asked carefully.
"Your nonna is treating me well, she wants to see you more and she wants to meet Luke. You know you haven't introduced him to me as your boyfriend yet Alex."
You haven't been around.
"Are you busy tonight?" I asked, knitting my eyebrows together.
"No, why?" She responded.
"Well dad's going to a conference 'til late so why don't you bring Nonno and Nonna over, I'll invite Luke and we can have dinner together at 6:30, as a family, Tara included." I explained and I could just imagine my mum nodding as I spoke.
"That will be great hunny," I heard her say through the receiver, "I'll get Nonna to make a lasagna." Score! Saves my fail attempt at cooking, I was just gonna go for the latter and order Chinese food.
"Cool." I said.
"Well, I'll see you then sweetie. Ciao." She said, cutting the phone call to an end.
"Bye." Once I heard the dead line I hung up before sending Brooks a message which made me very nervous so his answer.
Me: Want to meet my Nonna?
My fingers tapped against my locked screen as I waited for it to light up and vibrate. Moments later the phone was shaking in my hands and it was ringing. Great, now he can hear and depict my nervousness.
"H-Hey." I answered a little bit shaky.
"Hi Al." He sounded calm and collected which I admired.
"So ugh," I laughed nervously, "want to meet and have dinner with the women who raised me?" I asked, biting down on my bottom lip.
"Of course." His response surprised me and I smiled.
"Really?" I asked, my voice high pitched and squeaky which made him chuckle.
"Really." He repeated, I could just imagine him laying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling as we spoke.
"So what time should I be ready to impress?" He inquired and I chuckled.
"Be here just before six-thirty." I informed him.
"I feel like such an idiot because I just nodded before realizing that we were talking on the phone." He announced and I laughed.
"You're such a dork." I teased.
His voice was low, "Teddy, do you know what dork means?" He asked, I could hear the obnoxious smirk in his voice.
I recited as though I were reading straight from a dictionary, "Yes Brooks, it means an offensive term that deliberately insults somebody's intelligence, physical appearance or social skills." With satisfaction, I stretched out my free arm.
"Yes but there is also another meaning." I would be lying if I said that his response did not spark my curiosity.
"So Brooks, what does it mean?" I asked and then he whispered it as though he were whispering directly in my ear.
I made a sharp gasp which made Brooks laugh. "You're so innocent, it's adorable." He complimented, thank fully he couldn't see my blush.
"I have to go now Al but I'll be at yours for dinner. Thanks for the invite babe." My breath hitched and my eyes widened. Brooks called me babe. I'm his babe. I was about to jump up and dance around my room when he spoke again.
"You aren't having an epileptic fit cause I called you babe are you Teddy?" His voice was teasing. He knew me too well.
"Bye Brooks." I said too quickly.
He chuckled, "See you soon, Al."
I hung up and ventured towards Tara's room where I was to greet her with the news.
"Hey Tara." I said, peeling her door open.
"Hey kiddo. What can I do you for?" Was she taking a class from Yoda and finally appreciating Star Wars or was she just being a smart ass? I decided to ignore it and just plainly cut to the chase.
"Mum and the Nonni are coming over for dinner." Tara didn't seem to fussed, she just shrugged and continued painting her nails.
"What are we having?" She asked as I began tip toeing out of the room. I didn't want to smell the nail polish too much for the fear of the chemicals entering my blood stream when I inhale, also I get light headed, sort of like on a high.
"Lasagna." I said weakly before bolting to my room where I threw my window open and inhaled fresh air.
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My Nonna was in love with Luke. Actually, that was the biggest understatement of the century. If he were to ask her for her hand in marriage to live with him in Peru she would agree in a heart beat. Brooks had this natural charisma, sporting confidence well tonight along with tight black skinny jeans and a button up, checkered navy blue and black long sleeve t-shirt.
The moment he complimented her cooking she was over the moon. "Questo un bello bambino, tanti auguri, Alexandra." Nonna gushed causing Tara and I to laugh.
"Grazie, Nonna." I said, kissing her cheek as I collected her plate.
"Please, let me help." Luke offered, scoring points from my cynical Nonno.
"Looks like you won their hearts." I commented as I stacked their dishwasher.
"What can I say? The women in this house love me." He said, smirking as he placed some cutlery into the machine.
Boy was he right.
I told mum how I felt and she almost began to cry because 'we were having a moment' as she put it. Then she reminded me of the place in the woods where, once its lit with candles and illuminated it's the most beautiful place on earth. Mum said that's where dad told her he loved her and I wanted to keep the tradition going.
"Don't let that ego get too big or else you won't fit through the door." I warned and he chuckled.
"I know something that is too big already to fit through the door." He wagged his eyes suggestively.
"Would you two help me serve out this cake please." Tara asked, grasping our attention.
"Sure." I said, easily ditching the conversation.
At about nine they called it a night. I kissed and hugged the three good night, even Brooks scored a kiss from my nonna and a firm handshake from my nonno which is always a good sign. "Okay you two, go upstairs, I'll finish up here." Tara insisted, cleaning up the dishes.
"Thank you." I muttered as Brooks held my hand and led me upstairs.
"Al, I need a favour." He asked desperately, as he closed the door behind us.
"Okay." I said soflty, sitting down on my bed which Brooks soon followed in suit.
"You see, me and Beau - I mean Beau and I were fighting and mum had enough, she just snapped. She said that I needed to get my attitude into check before I could come back home." He was kicked out?
"Why aren't you mad?" I blurted out. He took my hand from my lap and he held them in his own.
"How can I be angry when I'm around you? You're like my kryptonite, hearing your voice instantly relaxes me." He said softly and it only reassured my of my feelings further.
"The favour I ask is if I can stay the night?" He was looking at me through one open eye and he was worried. I read him like an open book; He had no where else to go.
"Yes." I answered absently minded. I was wrapped into a big hug as Brooks thanked me over and over again. Only one problem, where is he to sleep? I didn't let that question distract me as I suggested a game to play. We were sprawled onto my bed, our legs in opposite directions as I read from my glowing phone.
"Would you rather kiss your teacher or get in on in a toilet cubical?" I scrunched my nose in disgust before laughing.
"Is this a game of would you rather or have you ever?" He smirked and I threw my arm at him but he caught it so effortlessly. He pulled me closer and my breath hitched. Our faces were centimeters apart and my heart was thumping loudly.
My door suddenly swung open and an irritated Tara stormed in. "Alex, it's late, your light is on and you're laughing. What is-" Her voice cut out as her eyes widened when she say Brooks and I.
She glared at him and pointed at us before she dropped down to the floor and began clawing her way through my bin. "What are you doing T?" Brooks asked calmly, without permission giving her a nickname.
"Where is the wrapper? Are you kidding me? You didn't wrap it. Luke I swear to God, I will kill you!" She said forcefully before charging at him.
Wrap what? What is she talking about? It took a while before my Good Girl spell wore off and I understood exactly what Tara was talking about.
"T, we weren't doing anything. We didn't do it." Brooks said calmly, catching her arms that she threw at him.
"Why Brooks? Huh? Isn't B-cup enough for you." I held my cheeks as they burned. He didn't need to know my cup size, gee thanks Tara.
"No. Trust me. Al is better than good enough. I would love to do it with her." What is he saying? I was now hyperventilating. Tara and Brooks were NOT having this conversation.
"You disgusting little pig." She said, escaping his clutch as she threw fistfuls at his chest and not once did he flinch.
"I don't know what to say Tara. First you are offended that I told you that we didn't do it, now you are disgusted when I tell you that I wish we did it. What do you want me to say?" He sighed and she stopped hitting him.
"What are you even doing here? It's late." She said, finally changing the subject.
Brooks sat down on my bed and scratched the back of his neck. "I was kicked out and I have no where else to stay. I promise by tomorrow morning I'll be gone." He was worried and he flinched when Tara scoffed.
"Trust the bad boy to be kicked out. Wait, you weren't planning to sleep here were you? Oh no. Dad will freak." Tara was now staring between Brooks and I.
"You'll take the couch and the couch only. Got it?" She asked, pointing her finger to the two of us.
I nodded and Brooks agreed.
"Okay well Alex, you get the blankets and pillows set up downstairs. I'm off to bed." She yawned and with one final glare she left.
"That was....intense." Brooks sighed and I muttered a 'yep'.
"You don't mind if I borrow your window do you?" He asked and confusion reigned through me.
"Go for it." I answered him. His hand stashed into his pocket and he pulled out a lighter along with a white stick. Is that a cigarette? He can't smoke that in here. If Tara catches him we are both dead.
He raised the lighter to his lips and the disease stick soon caught a light. I hate smoking. It's a disgusting and deadly habit which I do not recommend nor support. But I couldn't help but admire how incredibly sexy Brooks looked as he leaned on my window and let the exhale of smoke escape his lips.
"You're probably so disgusted, judging me. It's not a thing I do. It's just when I'm stressed, especially over the whole Beau thing. I'm sorry. I use it to take my mind off of things." He explained.
Flirt. "If you wanted to take your mind off of things you should have just come over here. I know there is something I could do." Brooks head whipped to look at me after my comment and he groaned.
"Al, you can't be saying things like that or else we will both be dead man." He stated and I chuckled.
I advanced to Brooks, wrapping my arms around his hips he stiffened slightly before relaxing under my touch. "Although you look incredibly sexy smoking that, can you please quit. Please." I asked desperately, my cheek flat up against his back.
"All I heard was sexy." I heard him smirk.
"Brooks." I groaned and he laughed.
"For you, I'll stop." He said and he butted his disease stick before tossing it.
"Did you know that smoking-related diseases cause an estimated 440,000 American deaths each year?" I said, referring to the American documentary that I read last term.
He chuckled, "Thank God I don't live in America." He paused and waited for my reaction.
"Just joking. That statistic enlightened me." He teased.
"Do you have any Listerine?" He asked and I tilted my head on an angle.
"Yes but why?" I asked as I went to get my bottle.
"Because I want to have some alcohol without getting caught." He said sarcastically, "Well I want to kiss you at some point tonight and I heard cigarette breath isn't all that attractive." He said which made me laugh.
After Luke's mouth issue was sorted I realised that now was my chance. Dad arrived just before, Tara was asleep. Now we can sneak out.
"Where are we going?" Luke whispered as I held his hand and we crept down stairs with my keys in my free hand.
"Come on Bad Boy isn't this your specialty, sneaking out?" I teased as I unlocked my front door.
"Teddy, is this a good idea?" He asked as though he were walking on eggshells.
"Of course it's a good idea. I thought of it." I announced proudly as we slipped out of the house.
"So what's this genius plan?" He asked, pulling me into his side to keep us both warm as we walked to my car.
"I'm taking you on a date, Brooks."