This is Part II to 'Crazy Girl' my outtake from my story 'Look at Me' involving the main OC's brother, Braden. There are adult situations in this chapter, which is why the rating went up from 'T' to 'M'. I hope you like it. Thanks for reading, and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I own nothing associated with Twilight.


Crazy Girl

Part II

"Willa!" came Braden's voice suddenly as the bell above the diner door chimed. The girl in question jumped slightly from where she stood behind the counter as Braden strode towards the diner. He had a look on his face that she couldn't quite decipher and her heart sunk a bit thinking his sister had taken a turn for the worst. The diner was empty since their breakfast regulars had already come and gone and it was at least an hour before the lunch crowd from the words at the pier would make their way in. Marge was in the back with the cook, and thankfully she hadn't come storming out to see what was wrong.

"What is it?" she asked with wide eyes and she rushed to the end of the counter and walked around the end only to find herself lifted from the floor after Braden put his hands on her upper waist. She let out a surprised squeak and put her hands on his shoulders as she looked down at him and the million watt smile that lit his face.

"Olivia woke up last night," he said smiling up at her. "She's going to be okay," he said and she smiled back at him, her fingers digging into his shoulders slightly.

"Oh, Braden, that's great," Willa said happily and he laughed before he lowered her towards him and caught her lips with his. He kissed her hungrily and Willa didn't protest as she felt his tongue snake into her mouth and meet hers.

Braden held her tight to him, her feet dangling a few inches from the floor, while her left arm remained wrapped around his shoulders and her right hand found its way to his hair. He had never kissed her like that before and she was thankful he was holding onto her. If he hadn't been, she was certain she would have melted into the floor because her bones turned to jelly at the power of the kiss. Very slowly, Braden ended their kiss before he allowed her body to slide down his and she was settled on her unsteady legs as she looked up at him with swollen lips and hooded eyes. Her usual red lipstick was smudged on her lips and he knew that most of it had probably transferred onto his lips after that kiss.

"Red's not really your color," she whispered huskily as she looked up at him and he chuckled as her right hand left his hair and her thumb ran along his lower lip to try and wipe away the lipstick from his lips.

"It's certainly yours," he said and she smiled coyly up at him.

"What in heaven's name is going on out here?" Marge asked as she walked out into the diner. The pair turned their heads to look at the older woman, who stood at the kitchen door with her hands on her hips. Willa's hands moved to rest on Braden's strong forearms since his hands remained firmly on her waist.

"Sorry, Marge," Braden said. "Liv is awake and I wanted to tell Willa. I guess I got a little carried away."

"Hmm," Marge hummed as she fought a smile and lowered her hands from her hips. "The whole town's been hoping and praying for Olivia's recovery, and I'm glad to hear it."

"Thanks Marge," Braden said as he pulled Willa a little closer to him. "Do you think . . . do you think you could let Willa have the day?" he asked. His eyes were on Marge as he quietly pleaded with her to say yes. Marge smiled at Braden and nodded her head.

"I've got Millie coming in at eleven, and I think I can manage fine on my own until then," Marge said and Willa looked at her aunt.

"Are you sure?" Willa asked and Marge nodded once again.

"I'm sure," she said. "You two haven't been able to spend too much time together lately and who am I to stand in the way of new love?" she asked and Willa felt her face flame red. When she confided to her aunt that she was pretty sure she was falling for Braden, she hadn't expected her aunt to shout it out to the world. "Go on, have fun," Marge said with a wave of her hand and Braden smiled.

"Thanks Marge," Braden said before he let go of Willa's waist and took her right hand into his left. "Do you have a bag or anything you need to grab?" he asked and Willa shook her head negatively as she looked up at him with a small smile.

"No," she said and he squeezed her hand.

"Great," he said. "Let's go," he said before he pulled her along and to the door.

"Bye Aunt Marge," Willa called over her shoulder as she jogged along with Braden and Marge laughed.

"Bye!" she said back and the couple went out the door. They raced over to his truck and stopped at the passenger side door.

"Do you want me to take you home so you can change?" he asked as he looked down at her and the pale yellow old fashioned knee length dress. She didn't look terrible in it, but it just wasn't Willa.

"Please," she said with a smile and he nodded curtly before he opened the truck door for her and she climbed in. Minutes later they were on their way.


Braden stood in the living room of Marge's modest house while he waited for Willa to change. He had used the bathroom to rid his face of Willa's red lipstick, and now that he was back in the living room, he took a moment to look around. There wasn't much evidence of Willa in the house, but he really didn't expect there to be. She hadn't been there for very long after all.

He could hear her quietly padding around in her room as she mumbled to herself about what she was going to wear. He chuckled to himself and shook his head before he decided to sit down and wait for her because it seemed like it was going to be a little while. He was just about to pick up a magazine from the coffee table when he heard a small crash and Willa let out a short scream. Stiffening, Braden was quickly on his feet and racing up the stairs. He went into her bedroom without knocking and rushed over to where Willa sat on the floor, with an open box lying on top of her with clothes spilling out.

"Willa, are you okay?" he asked, slightly panicked, as he moved to her side and took the box and clothes off of her.

"Fine. I was trying to reach the box and it fell out of the closet and on top of me," she said, her face red and it was then that Braden noticed her state of undress. She was dressed only in a low cut red cotton bra and a pair of underwear that really shouldn't be considered underwear since all he could see was a small red triangle and then red string that wrapped around her hips. What caught his eye though was what he saw on her hip. She had a four small black stars tattooed on her left hip and he found himself staring at them even though there was plenty of her exposed to his eyes.

Willa should have been embarrassed by the way he was looking at her, but Willa found that she wasn't. Instead, she was too busy looking at his face in mild astonishment. He wasn't ogling her like she expected, instead he was staring at the tattoo on her hip. She swallowed hard as she watched him reach out with his right hand before his unbelievably warm fingers ghostly touched her skin where she knew the tattoo rested. Goosebumps rose across her skin at the gentleness of his touch and his eyes moved from the tattoo up to her brown eyes.

"I didn't know you had a tattoo," he said simply, as if she wasn't practically naked and sprawled out on the floor in front of him. Willa's stomach twisted in a fascinating way as he looked at her and she smiled at him.

"I have a few actually," she said and he smiled.

"You do?" he asked his fingers making small circles against her skin. She was pretty sure he didn't realize he was doing it, and his touch was making it very difficult for her to think properly and form coherent sentences. Since she couldn't find her voice she just nodded. "Hmm," he said softly as he continued to smile at her and look at her in a way that made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman to have ever set foot on the planet.

No man had ever looked at her the way Braden did, and his eyes had yet to leave her face as she laid back on the floor, propped up on her elbows, and looking back at him. That only cemented the fact that he was a complete one-eighty from any man she had ever known before in her life. If he was any other man, he would have already pounced on her; but Braden was not just any man.

It was because of him that she knew she would never use again. It was because of him that she felt like she was worth more than a two minute romp in an alley that smelled of urine or a quick hand job in a car. It was because of him that her past would no longer dictate the rest of her life. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was who she was now and that girl was a far cry from the girl that had took solace in a needle. She realized that when Braden stepped into her life, her whole world changed.

Whenever he was around, it was almost like she could feel the warmth of the afternoon sun on her skin even though she hadn't seen the actual sun since she got to Washington. Braden was the light in the darkness that had been her life for the last ten years. Whenever he was around, it was almost as if the last ten years of her life had never happened; and she was just an average twenty year old woman stepping out into the world to find her place. It was then as his hazel eyes held her brown that she realized something that shook her to the core. She'd known him for all of three and a half weeks and she wasn't just falling for him, she had already fallen for him. Willa Longwood was in love with Braden Lahote.

Something inside Willa urged her forward and slowly Willa closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to his. Braden stiffened for a second before he gripped her hip and kissed her back. Her tongue traced his lips and he opened his mouth allowing its entrance. A moan came from somewhere deep inside his throat as Willa's arms wrapped around him.

Braden was in heaven as he wrapped his left arm around Willa and held her smaller body to his. It was taking all his self-control not to lay her back down on the floor, or to even toss her up onto her bed, and have his way with her. He wanted her so bad that his entire body ached for her, but he knew her past and he wasn't about to rush her into anything. He wanted her to know that he didn't want her just for sex. He wanted her to know that he wanted all of her. He wanted her mind, her heart, and her body. He wanted the whole package and he wouldn't allow Willa to think otherwise.

"Wait," he said heavily as he pulled his lips from hers and looked down at her. "What are we doing?"

"Huh?" she asked with a blink.

"We shouldn't be doing this," he said as he looked down at her, however, his eyes and the way he held onto her contradicted his words.

"Why not? Don't you want me?" she asked him and he snorted.

"I do," he said deeply, "believe me, I do, Willa; but I don't want to rush you into anything. You've been through a lot and I don't want to make you do something you're not ready to do. I care about you a lot and . . . and I'm willing to wait as long as possible." She had tears in her eyes as she looked up at him and if she wasn't so sure that she was in love with him already, those words would have done it for her.

"You're not rushing me into anything, Braden," she told him, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "I know you're different and I know that you would never make me do anything I don't want to; and because of that I . . . I . . . I think . . .," she could get the words to form and Braden frowned as he watched her struggle. His right hand left her hip and moved to the side of her face.

"You what?" he asked her softly, probing her to try and help her get out what she was trying to say.

"I . . . you're going to think I'm crazy," she said and he smiled ruefully.

"I already think that," he said. "You're my crazy girl remember?" he asked and Willa laughed lightly as she nodded her head. "So, what is it you're trying to say?"

"I think I'm in love with you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper and Braden's thumb froze its gentle movement along her cheek. "See what I mean? Crazy." Her face heated with a blush and she tried to squirm away from him in embarrassment, but Braden wasn't about to let her go anywhere.

"You're not crazy," he said before he turned her face back towards his and her brown eyes once again met his hazel.

"No?" she asked and he shook his head negatively.

"No because I'm pretty sure I've been in love with you since the second I met you," he said and she blinked at him in surprise. She saw no lie in his eyes. He was being completely honest and her heart started racing as she smiled.

He smiled back at her before he closed the small distance between them and kissed her slowly, pouring everything he felt for her in that kiss. Willa kissed him back just as heatedly as he kissed her as she clung to him. He broke their kiss long enough to scoop her up into his arms before he carried her to the bed and slowly laid her down. He laid down beside her on the still unmade double bed and ran his fingers down her cheek after she turned so she was on her side and facing him.

"You do realize that I'm practically naked and lying beside you on a bed, don't you?" she asked as his hand fell to rest on her waist. He laughed and nodded his head.

"Oh I know," he said with a smile and Willa rolled her eyes as she suppressed a shiver at the feel of his thumb running across her skin.

"Then why are you just lying there?" she asked and he smiled again before he leaned forward and kissed her chastely.

"As much as I want to have my way with you right now, I don't think we should," he said as she sighed as she brought her left hand to rest on his warm chest. She could feel his heart beating steadily under her hand and surprisingly she found that it matched the rhythm of her heart perfectly.

"Why not?" Willa asked and he moved his hand from her hip to rest over her hand on his chest.

"Because I don't have anything," he said, hoping she understood and he knew she did when she sighed and nodded. Willa was a little disappointed, but she understood. "However, that doesn't mean we can't make out for the next hour or so before we head out," he said, a grin returning to his lips and Willa laughed lightly.

"True," she said, "but how about we even things up a bit?" she asked him and Braden raised an eyebrow as he looked at her. She slipped her hand from underneath his and moved to the hem of his t-shirt. She started to pull it up, and he smiled fully at her before he sat up and pulled the t-shirt from his body with ease. He tossed it aside before Willa sat up and met his lips halfway in a heated kiss as his bare chest pressed tightly to hers. She pulled back for just a second and looked at his upper right arm and then back at his face. "You've got a tattoo too," she said and he grinned, which made her smile before he closed the distance between them and kissed her hard once again.

They laid back on the bed and Braden was careful not to crush her body below his as he covered her much smaller body with his, their lips never breaking. Willa felt like she was encased in Braden's warmth as his body covered hers and his hands explored while their lips battled. Both her hands slid up his chest and neck to lace in his short hair. Slowly, his lips left hers and moved along her jaw and trailed along her neck. She sighed heavily as she tilted her head to give his magical lips a little better access to her skin.

Braden sighed against her soft skin and took in the soft vanilla taste of her as he kissed down her neck and along her collarbone. His weight rested on his left forearm and elbow on the bed beside her while his right hand slid down her body and currently rested on Willa's bare hip. At the sound of her soft whimper, Braden glanced at her face while his lips remained against her skin and slowly worked their way to her chest. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks flushed as she bit down on her lower lip. He grinned to himself before he too closed his eyes and ghosted tender kisses across the tops of her breasts while his right hand left her hip and his fingers slipped underneath the small patch of cloth that covered her.

Willa let out a short cry when she felt his hot fingers slide against her center unexpectedly. Her eyes snapped open and she lifted her head slightly only to see the top of Braden's head as he kissed along her chest. She had no voice, so she brought her hands to his shoulders and gripped his broad shoulders as tightly as she could. He lifted his head from her chest and looked at her with a small smile as he slipped a finger inside of her already wet core and she gasped. Her eyes locked with his until he started his ministrations again. She let out soft moan as she arched her back and threw her head back against her pillow.

Braden shifted slightly and tugged the right cup of her bra down before he took her nipple into his mouth. His name was a whimper on Willa's lips and the sound was music to his ears as he teased her. Willa had truly never felt the feelings currently coursing through her body at that very moment. His touch was gentle and sending shock waves of pleasure through her that she felt all over her body seeing as every nerve seemed to be on end.

Her hands left his shoulders and moved to his hair, her fingers lacing through the short black locks of his hair until she started to feel as though she was on fire. His thumb rubbed small circles against her as his fingers moved in and out of her, and that was all it took. Willa's body shook as she screamed out his name and arched her back, bringing her chest further into his eager mouth as his fingers continued their magic at a much slower pace before he gently pulled his hand away from her and raised his head from her chest before his face was hovering above her flushed cheeks and sweat beaded forehead.

Braden smiled as he rested his right hand on her hip once again and looked down at her. Her hands were back on his shoulders as she panted and licked her lips while her eyes remained closed. He placed a gentle kiss on her chin and it was then that she opened her eyes and looked at him with a small smile coming to her lips. She brought her right hand to rest on the side of his face before she leaned her head up and kissed him slowly. His grip tightened on her hip and he sighed heavily into the kiss before Willa pulled her lips from his.

"That was a little more than making out, but I'm certainly not going to complain," she said, her voice slightly lower and huskier than normal.

"I couldn't resist," he said before he kissed her and Willa wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. Her exposed breasts pressed against his chest. They both moaned quietly at the contact before Willa started to slide her hands down his body. However, Braden pulled his lips from hers and caught her hands just as they started to work on the belt of his jeans. "No, Willa," he told her softly and she looked up at him with a small frown, but he just kissed her chastely. "Get dressed," he said before he kissed her once more and then climbed from the bed.

"What?" she asked as she fixed her bra and sat up, looking at him with an even deeper frown. "Don't you want . . . I mean, after what . . .," she couldn't quite get the words out since she was so confused as to why he didn't want her to reciprocate what he had just done for her. Braden smiled at her before he leaned over the bed and kissed her forehead and then her lips.

"I can take care of myself today while you get dressed," he said before he kissed her again. "You don't have to ever do anything when it comes to me, Willa," he said softly and Willa felt her chest contract at the gentleness his tone took as he looked at her with those soulful hazel eyes of his. "Besides, you just gave me plenty to work with." He winked at her as he pulled away from her and grabbed his shirt from the floor before he disappeared from her room, closing the door behind him after he sent her one of those knee weakening smiles of his.

Willa sighed heavily as she flopped back against her bed before she laughed lightly and brought her right hand to her chest to try and calm her rapidly beating heart in her chest. She smiled stupidly before she climbed from the bed. She was surprised to find her legs still a little shaky, but she managed to walk over to her dresser where she pulled out some fresh underclothes before she went over to her closet. She really had no idea what they were going to do for the rest of the day, but if it was anything like it started, she would welcome it.


"I've had a really great time today," Willa said as she walked along side Braden, the fingers of his right hand and her left hand intertwined, as they left the movie theater in Port Angeles. They'd had lunch at a nice little restaurant in the small town that was an hour away from their home, and then caught the five o'clock showing of a new action adventure movie that both of them actually wanted to see.

"I did too," he said with a smile as he glanced down at her and Willa laughed lightly as she leaned against his arm, her head resting on his upper arm.

"Are you sure you shouldn't have spent the day with your sister?" she asked after a beat and finally asking what she should have asked when Braden first got to the diner and whisked her away.

"I spent a few hours with her last night and the early morning with her," Braden said, "and our parents and her boyfriend were already smothering her to the point that she was more than likely going to start throwing punches by lunch. Even in her weakened state, Liv is just as stubborn as ever and hates to be fussed over." He grinned at her and she laughed softly once more as she lifted her head and looked up at him. "They all want to meet you, you know," Braden said as he brought her to a stop along the sidewalk and Willa turned to look up at him. "Mom knows you already and has nothing but good things to say about you, and Liv even made me promise to bring you by the hospital."

"She did?" Willa asked surprised and Braden nodded.

"Yeah, she's wanted to meet you since I told her about you, but the . . . bear attack happened," he said. "I think the two of you will really get along."

"You know, you're not the first person to tell me that," she said with a thoughtful smile on her face and Braden chuckled.

"Who else said that to you?" he asked with a grin.

"My aunt," she said and his grin melted into a smile before he stopped walking and turned so he was standing right in front of her. The hands were still intertwined and he rested his left hand on her upper waist as he looked down at her. Willa looked up at him curiously with a small tilt of her head as the loose strands of her hair blew in the cool evening wind. "What is it?" she asked quietly.

"Nothing," he said with a small shake of his head before he leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead before he placed a peck on her nose and then finally captured her lips with his. "What time does your shift at the diner start tomorrow?" he asked as he pulled back.

"One o'clock," she said, sounding breathless, as she slowly opened up her eyes and looked at him. "Why do you ask?"

"Because tomorrow I want to take you to the hospital to meet my sister, as well as both my parents who will be there and my twin brother," he said. "My youngest brother, Alex, will be in school, but you'll get to meet him this weekend when my other younger brother Lucas comes in to town."

"Are you sure you want me to meet your family, Braden?" she asked as she looked up at him.

"Willa, they'll love you," he said lowly as he pulled her body close to his as he let go of her hand and wrapped his arms around her completely. She settled her hands on his waist and looked up at him, her big brown eyes dancing between his as her uncertainty shined brightly. "They will," he said again as her hands rested on his waist.

"Why? Why are you so sure?" she asked and he smiled.

"Because I love you and because being with you makes me happier than I have ever been in my entire life," he said. "They'll love you because you make me happy, and once they get to know you, they'll love you for you. You're not the terrible person you think you are, Willa, and one day you'll see what I see when I look at you."

"I hope so," she said and he smiled before he leaned down and kissed her chastely.

"You will," he told her when he pulled back and she smiled. "I could eat again. Could you?" he asked and Willa's stomach grumbled which made him smile while she laughed.

"Yeah, I think I can eat," she said and he chuckled.

"Come on," he said. "There's this Italian place not far from here. They've got really good spaghetti and meatballs."

"Sounds good," she said as his arms slipped away from her and he took hold of her hand once more before the two of them made their way down the street with smiles on their faces.