Alright so I managed to update today. ^^ Yuppie for me. It's probably all thanks to one of my homies and best friend (Yes u StellaLoveSunshine) that I'm updating. She can't stop nagging me. But I still love her, even those she's absolutely CRAZY! 😜😘

Anyways I've loaded it with StellaxBrandon moments, but they're all flashbacks and memories so they will have no effect on the current storyline, but it's always good to know their relationship before they broke up so you can all curse at Brandon for everything.

WARNING*** I have not reread this so feel free to cringe and shake your head disappointedly at me and my grammar. 😋


I stare at the ceiling for what seemed like the last entire hour. ponder, reflecting and thinking about my pathetic life right now. Why did he have to come back? Why did he coincidentally just happen to be in Sydney? Why am I giving into him like this?!

Sighing for what seemed the umpteenth time tonight I tossed over a bit, careful not to disturb Nic. He'd been awfully giddy about Brandon visit this morning. I smiled at the thought, father and son, how I had wished that from the moment Brandon left me. To see him with his son, his genes, the part of him that he abandoned.

Brandon wasn't a fling for me, it had mutual feelings for him. I loved him, but to him, I had just been another one of those girls he had dated out of boredom. Of course I don't love him anymore, that was the thing of the past and something that painfully took a lot from me. But I also gained something. I gained something to live for, something to replace the man I loved with an equally handsome boy whom I know will love me, as much as I love him.

I took in a sharp breath of air and prevented myself from bawling over my thoughts and memories. I could've told Brandon about Nic anytime, but I didn't, one for many reasons is Nic belongs to me, since I raised him, I don't care if Brandon is biologically the father figure, he doesn't deserve anything to do with either of us. Th another reason would be fact that Brandon specifically stated he didn't want kids, he didn't want them now, or ever. No wonder he didn't except us.


I giggled at his behaviour and situated myself on his lap, growing utterly bored with the movie and just siting plainly on the cream sofa. "Your crazy Brandon," I tapped his nose as he scrunched it up making the most adorable expression by far. I considered myself pretty lucky to have such a handsome, yet devilish boyfriend. Sure he's rather cocky and the most ego fuelled person I have ever met, but he's my little teddy bear, and I love him.

"Only for you Cara," He chuckled and kissed my nose. Both of us totally ignoring the movie we were suppose to be watching in his home cinema and tuned into each other since now I had fully turned around to face him and was technically straddling him. "I'm guessing your not interested in Transformers?"

Is that the movie we were watching? I barely knew, since all I could focus on was how cute Brandon looked when he was concentrating. "Nope," I replied popping the 'p'.

"Alright then, what do you want to do?" He questioned a small smirk on his face. He and I both know that I had absolutely no say in what we do. It's all his ideas. He assumes what he thinks I want and does it without my consent. Most of them aren't very accurate, except the kissing part maybe. Like when he assumes I want to watch a movie -which I do- but choses something way off from my tastes. That's my oh-so-handsome boyfriend for ya.

"I just want to hang out with you," I shrugged. That wasn't something to do, and I wasn't sure if Brandon liked 'hanging out'.

"Alright, where do want to go then?"

"Just stay here, you can also finish the movie,"

He nodded, a small smile playing at his lips, "Really?!" I squealed actually surprised he agreed to it. Brandon thinks all thing involving gossips, talk, and anything other than business is stupid, so getting him to hang out with me was like a once in a full moon thing.

"Sure Cara, why not?"

I clapped my hands and tackled him down over the couch, I placed my hand at his neck and pulled his closer to me, kissing his lips in a slow manner. I was about to pulled away when his hand came and cupped my face, preventing me from escaping.

I could kiss him all day like this if I didn't have a bloody oxygen wanting pair of lungs. Curse those. Brandon didn't seem to eager on letting this kiss end here, but I'm was sure if this went on for any longer, we'd both just forget about everything and having a heated make-out session.

Quickly I pulled away and gasped in a breath of air, followed by a laugh. There was really no one that compared to my boyfriend.

"I should seriously agree with you more often if I'm going to be rewarded like that," He winked playfully and cuddled me to him so he lay on the sofa, while I situated myself next to him, resting my head on his chest.

He was like a child to me. An infant in need of a lot of care and a whole lot of stubbornness that came with it. He was my baby though, and I knew I won't let anyone else care for him other than me.

"Brandon, what do you think about children?" I questioned curiously since i was on the topic anyways.

"Dunno, I was never really there when my sister was born, so I don't really know what children are like," He shrugged kissing my hair.

"Wouldn't you want to have a child of your own?"

He burst out laughing, not getting the fact that I was serious about it, "No way, for one, I can't look after kids, I don't know how to be a good father, plus I don't really have time for children,"

I sighed, knowing what he was hinting at. Brandon didn't want kids, I understand that. Maybe he'll grow out of his teenage dreams and change his mind, "But you always have time for me,"

"You different, I care for you, and you know I hate it when you give your time to other men," He smiled and cupped my face, "Because you belong to me, and only me," He stated before placing a soft tender kiss on my lips, "I'm always going to make time for you, Cara,"

I nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck and took in his words. 'I'm always going to make time for you,' I hope you really do Brandon.


I hopeless. Sobbing over a broken heart like this. I hadn't even realised the tears streaming down my face and created a deeply wet little stain on my pillow. Vigorously I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath trying to compose myself.

You don't need him anymore

No I didn't. But I want him. I want him to be there for me. I wanted to belong to him, I want him to make time for me. I want him..to love me.

But you don't always get what you want.

That's why I gave up. All these wants, it's just a mere fantasy. Something that'll never happen. So they don't matter to me, all I need is right here with me.

So why do you try, when the man you loved doesn't?

Why do I give effort? It's easy. I'm just plain CRAZY!

Your hopeless.

I figured that long ago.

I woke up next morning feeling a little woozy from last night but nevertheless, bright and up. Today was Sunday, so tomorrow I had work and i seriously needed a place to leave Nic since I can't take him to work with me. I had to figure that out now and get things sorted.

Quietly, making sure I don't wake up the dirty blonde curled up beside me, I made my way to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Getting into a pair of sweatpants and nice top for the day. I playfully checked myself out at the mirror and skidded downstairs to prepare breakfast.

I missed my fashion career, with all the modelling and effort I put into preparing the most elegnant gowns ever. I'd go to high class parties wearing them and get tonnes of compliments for how I look. I was practically famous, with a career that would last me a life time. But because I had no one to help me at my pregnant state or afterwards, I had to give up on all that fame. Sure it was for Nic, but if it weren't for Brandon's unexpected break-up, maybe I still would've had my job, and my man.

Ugh! Again with the man thing Stella. Forget it. He's not your man anymore. He's a simple bachelor that can have any woman in the world. If he really did love you, he would've asked for a DNA check or something, or he wouldn't break up with you at all. But he did, and that alone proves he really did no have love for you.


He moaned, at least twice as loud as i did, if any louder and I was almost about to lash froward and cover my hand over his mouth, "Your so loud, quieten down a bit," I giggled feeling my blood rush at his mere touch.

"Your so irritable baby," Brandon rolled his eyes playfully and grunted, kissing my bare shoulder. "It's just you and me,"

"Yeah, but how loud you are, your letting the entire world know," I copied his gesture and rolled over, away from him before he could lock me down into another irresistible make out session. He tried to capture me again but I manage to get under the cover and hide myself there in his huge king sized bed that smelled like my favourite scent. Brandon.

"That's good," He chuckled giving me that adorable lopsided smile, "Then they'll all know you belong to me, and to back off!"

"I'm already yours, I'm not going anywhere,"

"Of course I know that," He slid himself under the cover and reached over, grabbing my exposed body and wheeling it right back against his. His body was so warm and comforting, if ever given the opportunity i'd just cuddle with him all my life. I giggled and glance at him from our sort of spooning position and kissed his nose.

I slowly turned around to face him and touched his face, running my finger down his jawline. I watched his eyes slowly close and a smile spread across his kissable lips. Finding him utterly unbearable to keep away from I snuggled my face to his so our noses were touching.

"Cara, you have no idea how much your making me want you again," He groaned and unlatched his eyes, giving me such a pleading expression, "Stop it,"

I laughed out loud and let my finger trace his abs, and kissed his chest, making his entire body stiffen. "Cara, baby, please, your so irresistible, stop and get some sleep," This just made me laugh more at how easily he'd give into me.

"Go for it Brandon," I challenged and a full Brandon DeCaro smirk wiped across his face.

"Baby, you know I'd love it if we can do this all night, but I know for a fact that you have a meeting tomorrow," He stated that smirked stretching even wider when I rolled my eyes, signalling that his fact was true. Instead of continuing with my plan to annoy him I just cuddle to him and curled myself up right against where he can't resist, giving him my entire body to deal with, "Caaarraaa! Baby please, don't do this to me," He whined and i smirked in my fake sleep, "Your so hot," He breathed nuzzling his face in my neck and pecking it.

"Is that it?" I questioned playfully opening my face and kissing his hair.

"No, Your beautiful," He stated planting a kiss at my jawline, "And cute," another at my ear, "sexy," one more at my cheek, "unbearably gorgeous," a kiss at my forehead and nose for both words, "Damn baby, I'm so fucking lucky to have you," He grinned and went all out for my lips. I laughed and kissed him back, running my hands through his soft brunette locks.

How was I so lucky to find such a man like Brandon. Sure he's popular with the ladies, but he was mine and I was his, we had almost never crossed on each other, mainly because I can't resist him. He was everything to me. He mattered more, I swear if he were to hurt himself badly and end up utterly immovable I'd was willing to go jump off a cliff. Because without him, my life just isn't complete.

"I love you," I murmured at the spur of the moment. shit what have i done?! I bit my lip and shut my eyes, afraid of his answer. I had told him i liked him, but never had I admitted I loved him. He maybe didn't want me to love him? Maybe he might abandon me? Maybe he just wants a girlfriend and nothing to seriously commit to. I'm so-

"I love you too babe,"

I was silent for what seemed like a while trying to register his words through my mind. Did I mishear him? He couldn't have said that. No. This doesn't sound like the Brandon DeCaro I was used to.

"Cara, baby, open your eyes," He said softly and I did as I was told, starting into a pair of loving, warm chocolate eyes.

"Was that true?" I questioned unsure again. He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, smiling at me like never before.

"Yes Cara, it is," He uttered words of pure joy to me and I couldn't help but grin like an idiot, "I love you,"

I couldn't help it, I just had to vigorously cup his face and crash my lips into his like the sky had fallen. The love of my life loves me back. From that moment on, I had hoped it'll be the same. That he'd love me forever.


So I have absolutely no intention of changing this to M rated. Is it M rated? I dunno, it doesn't exactly show any sexual scene. Maybe. 😅 You tell me, is it M?

Anyways so I might update every Wednesday or so, can't make any promises cuz I'm a total dingbat and will fail and keeping a pinkie promise and will weep over it later. ️

Probably another pointless chapter. I'll get all the jealousy started once I figure out what the heck to do with poor Nic. I can't leave him with Luc, cuz I need him. Ugh! Life bro!

M'kay, till next time.

Take care and listen to Hotline Bling!

Love you all,

StarStyleSunshine 💋