"Evelyn!" he smiled a little cunningly. "Brandon.." i faked a smile and hugged him which surprised him more then ever. "I thought.." he stopped with that sentence, probably knowing that it was good not to bring it up.

I looked up at him with bright eyes and said "It's kinda loud in here, wanna go outside?" he nodded, confused more then ever. I grabbed his hand and guided him through the crowd of newsies. But before exiting, i noticed Spot staring at us intently.

So i gave him a smirk and mouthed "I'm gonna win" which made Spot make his move toward us, so of course, instinctively, i walked faster and in seconds i was out the door, turning into a valley.

I heard footsteps coming closer, so i made my mark and pressed my lips to Brandon's. He rejected at first, but i kept up my act and eventually he kissed me back. I hated to admit it, but i missed how his lips felt on mine. And those brown eyes that always seemed to surprise me.

I heard a loud coughing sound and knew instantly that it was Spot. Brandon left my lips first and looked at the disturbance at hand. Immediately there was a cold wind that blew past me. It's as if i could feel the anger between the two.

"Well, it's nice ta meet cha, Brandon, again." I saw the dark silhouette of Spot as he leaned against the brick wall. "Spot." Brandon clenched his teeth and when Spot moved toward, i thought he was going to hit Brandon, but instead, he moved toward me, "Could you'se leave us alone real quick, Brandon?"

I looked at Spot, who never left his eyes off me. "It's private business." as soon as he said those words he winked down at me.

I Brandon to leave with my eyes before he got a black eye. So in response, he nodded stiffly, and left.

When i was sure Brandon had gone back inside, i pushed Spot back against the other wall across from the one i was leaning on. "What the fuck?!" i started scolding him. "That was not apart of the deal!" Spot was smirking the whole time as if expecting this reaction, but enjoying every minute of it.

When i stopped yelling he asked "You'se done yet?" i pouted and folded my arms. I was actually starting to enjoy my time with Brandon. I rolled my eyes as Spot moved closer to me.

When he leant down, i thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he grabbed my hand. "Wha.." before i knew it, i was pulled into the cool night, hand in hand with.. I couldn't believe it... With Spot Conlon.

We had finally found ourselves slowing down when we hit the middle of the Brooklyn bridge. We bent over to catch our breath and when i saw the view from the bridge, of course, i coughed since it was just so... Stunning.

Spot was laughing at me but i didn't care because i wanted to cherish this moment. It was so beautiful. "Stop laughing!" i hit him while coughing for a couple seconds which made him laugh even more.

After a couple of seconds of that we had both been caught up with the great view. "So do you take girls here to make them fall for you?" i crossed my arms "And then get them in bed, and as soon as they try to get close to you, you leave them in the dust?"

He slowly shook his head. "I'se neva brought a goil heah befoa." i swallowed, creating an awkward tension. "They's always just are so willing." he shrugged then turned his head, staring at me.

"What..?" he shook his head, sighed and turned his head back to the nice view again. "So tell me'se, why is it so much harder wit you'se?"

I shrugged and said "Because i'm not looking for a guy. Especially not a guy like you." he looked at me and scowled. I shrugged and said "What, It's true. If you haven't noticed yet, you're kind of a big asshole."

"Yeah? Well you'se not too great eitha." i crossed my arms "See? As soon as someone says something you don't like, you either threaten them, soak em', or tell them off."

"Well, they's shouldn't be disrespectin' me'se like dat den." i raised an eyebrow as he held up his nose. "Oh, really?" he looked at me again, "Really." i chuckled at his serious face.

"What?" his face started to lighten up a bit. "What?" he asked again as i kept on chuckling. "Why so serious?" i asked while trying my hardest to frown. He started laughing at my attempt to look like him.

We both ended up laughing super hard and it felt good. It wasn't the regular laugh. It was one of those laughs where you laugh too long and hard that your stomach hurts.

Sighing, i said "So.. What now." i looked at him as he responded with "Waita kill da moment." we both chuckled. "Sorry, it's just that.. Why did you bring me here in the first place?"

He looked at me and walked closer while staring me down. It's like those stupid grey eyes pierced me to where i was standing because i felt paralyzed. Like nails had hammered my feet to the ground, i couldn't move.

He finally got so close to me as to whispering in my ear "So i'se could do dis," he brought his head down to mine and pressed his lips ever so gently on them just as quickly as pulling back.

My eyes had closed, feeling the tingling feeling on my lips that Spot's had lingered upon me. "You'se comin'?" i opened my eyes to Spot's annoying voice again. "I knew it was too good to be true" i muttered under my breath. "What?" Spot called while walking farther and farther away.

"Nothing." i had ran up on him and smacked him on the head. "Ay! What was dat foah!" i ran away from him, Spot chasing me back to Brooklyn.