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Warning: Rated M for future chapters, probably next chapter! I ship Callie and Brandon, and this is just a little sneak peek of whats to come. If you like, or have advice, leave it in reviews or subscribe and follow! If you all like it, I will keep it going.
"Do you just not care what I told you about Liam!" Callie shouted at Brandon. He was being persistent. As if expressing his feelings the first time wasn't enough, he had brought it up again, while no one was home.
"I care! I really do care!" Brandon sighed, shaking his head. "What do you want me to say? I'm sorry? Well, I have. Over and over again. I'm sorry." he said, exasperated. "These just aren't the kind of feelings I can just shove in a chest and lock up." he confessed. "And I know you feel the same."
"No-no I don't" Callie said, furrowing her brow at him. Brandon stood, moving a bit closer to her.
"Callie," he began, looking straight into her eyes. "Why did you and Wyatt break up?" he asked, not breaking eye contact.
"We-we didn't!" she said, growing flustered. "We were never a thing!" she justified, shaking her head and running her hand through her hair. "You can't break up when you're never a thing, Brandon." she said, in her signature, matter-of-fact manner. She averted her eyes, looking to the cabinet instead of at his intense stare.
"I know what Wyatt said to you," Brandon said softly, moving closer. "I know why you guys broke up." Brandon said. His voice was soft and he had taken a step closer to Callie. He put a finger under her chin and turned her face to his, forcing her to look at him in the eyes. "Callie, everything will be fine. No matter what. I'm not Liam," he said, holding her gaze. "I'm not going to use you, I'm not going to pretend I'm something I'm not, and I'm not going to throw you under the bus." he said, in just a whisper. "But, I'm not going to pretend like I don't have these feelings for you."
Callie remained silent. She didn't know what to say. All she could see was Liam. She could only remember all the things he had done for her, all the things he had said. She turned her face from Brandon's, just looking down at the corner of the room.
"I just don't know, Brandon." was all she could manage in a meek voice. At that, Brandon backed up.
"Well let me know when you do," he said, turning from her and exiting the room. He walked straight up to his room, leaving Callie behind him. She stood, probably for ten minutes, thinking to herself. After countless internal debates, she left the kitchen.
