Loving her was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Wilder than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Touching her is like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing her was as easy as knowing all the words to your favorite songs
Fighting with her is like trying to solve a cross-word and realizing there's no right answer
But loving her was red
Red - Taylor Swift
Brandon and Kelly were sitting on a bench outside after the event
"Congratulations, Brandon!" Kelly exclaimed, "You were excellent! I gotta say, if you ever run for president, I'll be the first to vote."
"Ha! Thanks..." Brandon smiled coyly
"What is it?" Kelly asked, noticing his demeanor change
"Ah, it's nothing." He patted her on the back
"Brandon, come on it's me." She said encouragingly
"...It just kinda feels like... the further my career gets, the more everything else falls back."
"What do you mean, 'everything else'?"
"Personal stuff." He said bluntly
"Brandon.." She urged, "Let it out."
"Okay, psyche major!" He chuckled, "I'm fine really!"
"Brandon, aren't I one of your best friends?"
"You are, Kel... that's why I trusted you with the whole me and Lucinda thing..."
"Is this about Lucinda?"
"No... maybe... sorta..." He sighed. Kelly stared him down
"It's just... the more she resists going public the more I doubt it all..."
"I thought you really wanna be with her?" Kelly asked, puzzled
"I do... I just want to be sure I'm doing it for the right reasons."
"Always on the straight and narrow." Kelly mocked
"Are you making fun of me, Kelly?"
"No!" She laughed, "I admire you for it."
"...I just want to be sure I'm not pushing this just because my chances with Emily were shut down by her move to Europe."
"...You really loved Emily, didn't you?"
"Yeah I do... but even that was a mess... I wouldn't have gone to visit Emily, if it wasn't for..." He paused
"What?" Kelly asked, urgently
"Nothing."
"Brandon..."
"If it wasn't for Andrea slipping away..."
"Andrea?" Kelly repeated, surprised
"Look, I know nothing's going on between us, and for a while we've just been friends who work together... but I always thought somewhere down the line, someday... they'd be a chance for us again."
"And now she's engaged..." Kelly nodded
"And pregnant..." Brandon shrugged, "So... I guess between Andrea carrying another man's baby and Emily living in France... Lucinda being unable to commit to me is just the icing on the cake."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Brandon..." Kelly hugged him, "I had no idea."
"I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of... I'm the last guy to start an affair with a married woman... and now if this relationship blows up in my face... I just... I've just never felt so unsure about path my whole life."
"Hey!" She turned his head to look at her, "Brandon you are the most decent guy in North America!" She chuckled, "I have no doubt you'll find your path... I mean if you didn't, who has a chance, huh?" She smiled at him.
Brandon found himself leaning towards her, and just as his lips touched hers, she pulled back.
"Oh, Kel. I am so sorry." Brandon quickly reacted
"It's okay..." Kelly said comfortingly
"No... no it's not. Here you are, giving me much needed support and then I go making things more complicated."
"Brandon, it's alright!" She assured
"I'm sorry, Kel. I just got caught in the moment... everything is just a mess... the last thing I wanna do is drag you into it."
"Brandon... I understand... you don't have to explain yourself to me."
"Yeah but, Dylan's my brother. I shouldn't have dumped this on you."
"Would you shut up, already? Come on, let's go back inside and join the party."
"I think I'll stay out here for bit." He breathed out
"No. We're gonna go dance!" She pulled him up, "It'll take your mind off things, for once!"
"Hey you!" Kelly greeted Dylan, surprised he was here at college. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm still taking romantic poetry!" Dylan replied
"They let you take just one class?" She asked
"Hey, as long as I pay the tuition, they don't care what I do and don't show up for."
"Alright..." She sat beside him
"Your picture's in the paper." He said sternly, placing it in front of her
"Oh."
"Looking pretty cozy with our Boy Scout there." Dylan murmured
"Oh, Dylan are you jealous?" She mocked
"Don't you think it's a little close?" Dylan warned
"It was a square dance." She rolled her eyes, "Anyway... I was just talking to Lucinda.. and she doesn't seem so sure about you guys working together, so I invited her for dinner tonight so we can all chat."
"Kel... I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Oh come on, Dylan! I've already invited her, besides she's bringing her boyfriend"
"She has a boyfriend already? Oh well, I feel bad for the schmuck... but Kel, if she doesn't think this is gonna work out between us, I think we should just leave it."
"Ugh" Kelly groaned, "Just one dinner! For me... please!"
"I don't know." He shook his head,
"Fine." She sighed, "I'll just have to do a little persuading..." She smirked, leaning over to kiss him.
"You're cheating! You know that!" He joked
"I know." She kissed him
Kelly was going over Lucinda's presentation, while Dylan was in the shower.
"Kel!" He called from the bedroom, "Where's my blue shirt!" He yelled, sifting through Kelly's clothes in the closet,
"I don't know Dylan" She sighed
"And your shoes are burying my shoes" He yelled over. "Could you just come here for a sec!"
"What?" She groaned, entering the bedroom
"You own so much crap, I can't find my stuff anymore!"
"Well, when I moved in, I moved all your stuff into the small closet, to make room for my dresses." She smiled sweetly
"Well, where's my favorite blue shirt?" He asked
"Does it have to be the blue shirt?" She rolled her eyes,
"Yes it does, miss I buy 30 fashion magazines a year."
"You could always just stay in that towel wrapped around your waist." She smirked
"This?" He smirked back, "This is so last season." He mocked
"I think it's making a comeback." She joked, as her arms wrapped around him, kissing him softly "Now get dressed, quick! Lucinda and Brandon will be here any moment."
"Brandon?" Dylan asked
"Yes." She smiled, as she went over to the closet to retrieve his shirt, Dylan glared at the sound of Brandon's name.
After a cold reception, cold main course and a hasty exist from Brandon and Lucinda's stand point.
"Dylan!" Kelly yelled once they had left. "You just ruined my first dinner party!"
"Well, I'm sorry about that Florence Henderson."
"You know, it's one thing to refuse the deal, but I still don't get why you had to be so rude!"
"I'm sorry, Kelly." Dylan rolled his eyes, "I did what I felt was... deserved."
"Deserved?" She sneered, "Wow! Dylan, I really admire this woman, and you should respect how important she is to me!"
"Why? When you grow up you wanna be just like her?"
"Maybe!" Kelly snapped
"Good to know... the girl I'm planning a future with wants to end up like a woman who hops from man to man and takes no accountability!"
"Excuse me? Are you calling Lucinda a whore?!" Kelly's eyes widened
"Hey, you said it." Dylan shrugged
"Oh my god..." Kelly shook her head, "You are unbelievable! Are you that threatened by a strong woman?"
"Oh yeah..." Dylan mocked, "I hate to break it to ya, Kel. But while you were off doing your little square dance with Brandon, your precious role model tried to get me into bed!"
"No." Kelly glared at him, "You've gone too far."
"Would I lie?!" He snapped
"You really think she wants your money that bad?!" Kelly scoffed
"Yeah at first, but actually I think it's a lot less complicated than that... I think I was just the closest warm available body!"
"She's with Brandon!" Kelly yelled, "Is that it? You take issue with the fact that Brandon is secure enough to be with an empowered woman."
"Yeah, Brandon's quite the guy, lucky him!" Dylan rolled his eyes
"And what do you have against your best friend?" She sneered, Dylan ignored her.
"Oh god, please don't tell me this is about that damn picture." Kelly groaned
"You two looked pretty snug..."
"So wait, you're insulting my teacher AND you don't trust me and Brandon?!" Kelly grabbed her bag, "I can't deal with you right now."
"Where the hell are you going?" He sneered
"I can't look at you right now!" She snapped and stormed out
Kelly spent the night in her own room at the beach apartment
"How was your day?" Donna asked the next day as her and Kelly sat at the counter in the kitchen
"Not so hot... I just came back from telling Dylan about my weekend with Brandon."
"What made you tell him?" Donna asked
"Well I felt sorta guilty after my talk with Lucinda... realized Dylan was right about her and... well, the fact that he was so honest and loyal to me... I just, couldn't keep this from him."
"How did he take it?"
Kelly sighed, "Well, he stormed out"
Dylan drove rapidly over to The Walsh's. Almost knocking over the mailbox
"Oh boy..." Brandon sighed, as Dylan got out the car
"Have the screws gone loose in his head?" Steve chuckled at Dylan's reckless driving
"I have a feeling he's about to punch the screws out of mine..."
"Dylan, before you say anything." Brandon began as Dylan made his way over to him, "I know Kelly told you, and let me just say Kelly did nothing."
"Kelly told you what? Told you what?" Steve asked ecstatically
"I know that, that's why I'm here and not there."
"Dylan, I am so, so sorry. It was a moment of weakness, I confided in her and wasn't thinking-"
"Damn right, you weren't thinking!" Dylan interrupted
"What did you do?!" Steve jumped up and down, "Somebody tell me!"
"I lent you my girlfriend, you made a move on her!" Dylan sneered
"You made a move on Kelly?" Steve asked eagerly
"I made a stupid mistake! It won't happen again... if you wanna punch me go ahead."
"I should!" Dylan growled
"Well do it then!" Brandon ordered "I deserve it."
"You do!" Dylan yelled back
"Ladies..." Steve smirked, "The trash talk before the brawl could be turned up a notch."
"I can't believe you of all people would be on the receiving end of this!" Dylan shook his head
"Yeah, Brandon!" Steve joked, nodding, egging Dylan on
"I know... and I shouldn't have taken advantage of your girlfriend but you were with Lucinda that weekend!"
"Yeah, Dylan!" Steve agreed, "Somebody get this show on the road already!"
"I turned your sex freak down!" Dylan glared, "And how dare you use that as an excuse to justify you going behind my back!"
"I didn't go behind your back! Dylan, I said I'm sorry... it was a second of bad judgment!"
"Maybe so... But you know I gotta do this, right?"
"Yeah do it!" Steve urged
Dylan went for the punch and Brandon ducked on reflex, catching Steve instead.
"Dylan, the last thing I want is you and Brandon to come to blows." Kelly said, massaging his back, "Look at your hand."
"Well, you should see the other guy."
"Well, I am flattered..." She sighed, "You trusting me and defending my honor."
"I knew you didn't do anything... just like you know I didn't do anything with that teacher of yours."
"...Guess when it comes down to it, I'm just an old fashioned girl."
"Well it's a good thing because I am certainly an old fashioned guy, possessive, vindictive, yet tender."
"Tender?" She mocked, as they kissed
"...I hated sleeping without you last night." Dylan said, as Kelly crawled onto the couch, lying in his arms
"I'm home now." She said, as his arms wrapped around her
"Yeah... no bad news now, for at least 24 hours, alright?"
"I have some good news actually!" She sat up, all giddy
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
"Brenda and I started talking at the peach pit..."
"That's good, babe."
"Yeah, she's auditioning for this play and even asked me to do it with her... there's a small role that she thinks will be great for me." Kelly grinned
"Well, I'm just glad you and Brenda are getting along." He smiled, pulled her back down to cuddle.