just fell a little deeper in love

Squeezing in between Oliver and I Brandon sits down.

He shoots us a grin and asks, "Is it fine if I sit here."

"Actually no," Oliver bluntly says

Stunned Brandon starts to get up but I grab his hand and reassure him, "No sit Oliver was just...joking?"

"Sure," I hear Oliver mutter

Brandon smiles and sits back down. He quickly takes one of Oliver's curly fries dipping it into ketchup and then plopping it in his mouth.

"Seriously?" Oliver grumbles.

"Seriously what?" Asks Brandon slightly tilting his head to the side.

Brandon reaches over to take another fry and Oliver tries to slap his hand away but Brandon manages to swiftly move it away just in time.

Smirking Brandon says, "You snooze you lose."

And with that Oliver blinks grabs his food and moves to another table.

"What crawled up his ass," Brandon asks while quietly laughing.

I shrug feeling too awkward to respond.

"So, would you ladies like to come to my party I'm having on Friday."

I glance over at Liza to see what she says but she just looks over at me to answer so I respond, "Maybe..."

"Well, I'll take maybe over a no."

-=+=-

After lunch, I head straight towards history class. And to my surprise, Brandon is in this class as well he looks over at me and winks before taking the seat behind me, Oliver Brookes spot.

"Uhm you know Oliver sits there." I point out but he only shrugs and stays there. At least I tried.

Oliver finally walks into class and sees Brandon in his seat.

"Brandon your in my seat," Oliver grumbles.

Brandon smirks at his reaction and says, "And what are you going to do about that."

"I'm going to stuff my first up your--"

"Oliver find a seat! That spot is clearly taken and class is about to start."

"Yes, sir," Oliver says sounding a bit sad but he quickly hides it and returns to his usual bored expression.

During the rest of class, Brandon kept trying to start a conversation with me. I mean he is hot and all but I continued to stare at the back of Oliver's head for the rest of class hoping that he would turn around so I could make sure he is okay. He never did though.

Class was finally dismissed, I go to my locker and get all the things I need and find Liza, "So, do you think Oliver was acting weird during lunch."

"Probably just jealous."

"Ha, you funny why would he be jealous of me it's not like I'm that cool or anything."

She narrows her eyes at me giving the really look and says, "You know what I mean and don't compliment yourself by saying you not that cool."

"No actually I don't know, I'm a clueless person."

"No your a very smart person who can figure it out on her own." I blow her a raspberry and head outside.

Until someone, Brandon stops me, "What do you need Connors."

"Well, I was wondering if I could take you home." He says sweetly.

"Well, usually I carpool with Oliver so..." I say

"Let's just tell him you're going with me then." He says grabbing my hand and pulling me outside.

"Who said I was going with you." I mean the dude has to chill I haven't even said yes or no.

His eyes widen realizing his mistake," Sorry I just got really excited and forgot to check in with you so pretty pretty please with a cherry on top." He shoots me puppy eyes that I absolutely couldn't resist.

So I gave him a one-word reply, "Fine."

I walk over to Oliver's car seeing him standing there waiting for me to join him and Gabe made me feel a bit guilty, but I mean it's just one day so he-I mean they should be fine.

"Ready?" He asks raising an eyebrow.

Okay here it goes, So then I say really fast, "SorryBrandonAskedMe...AndISaidYesSoNo."

Oliver chuckles, "What did you say talk slower."

"Brandon asked me if he could take me home today and I said yes...sorry."

He scrunches up his face and I can sense something wash over him but he quickly hides it with a smile, "Don't be sorry and uh have fun, but not to much fun because I will beat the shit out of him if he ever lays a finger on you."

I smile and push my dark hair behind my ear, "Thanks, Oliver Brookes." I say while walking away.

I find Brandon standing next to a black shiny like new motorcycle. Oh please don't tell me this is his.

"Uh is this umm yours?" Please, please-

"Yep." He says handing me a helmet.

"How come you have an extra helmet." He shrugs.

"You were planning on asking to take me home weren't you." But instead of answering he just shoots me a mischievous smile with a light tint of pink blush covering his cheeks while hopping on the bike.

I clip on the helmet and take his hand that he was holding out for me and sit on the bike.

"Hold on okay." I nod and wrap my arms around his waist. And out of the corner of my eye I saw Oliver Brookes glaring at us from inside his car. Jeez, why does he hate Brandon so much?

"Connors if I die I'm suing you!" I say as we slowly pull out of the parking lot

"Sure."

We soon arrive at my house and he drops me off.

"Thanks again!"

"Anytime kitten." I cringe. Oh god I hate that nickname anytime it's mentioned in a book or a movie it's kills me, but I smile anyway hiding my disgust.

I wander upstairs and flop onto my bed. My eyes float around my room over to the window and notice Oliver closed his blinds today. I guess someone doesn't want to be bothered.

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