Overprotective Boyfriends by Crasanda (read my book txt) 📕

of my pajamas and clipped my blonde hair to the back of my head with a blue plastic clip. Jake opened the door and I stepped in. "What is it?" I asked leaning against the door. Jake hauled me onto his shoulder and went upstairs to his room. I was thankful for that. He threw me gently onto his bed. I cuddled to his pillow and closed my eyes to go back to sleep. Just before I drowned into darkness, Jake woke me up. "Hey, I'm supposed to do the sleeping, here. You're my special, cute, human size teddy bear." he said lying down beside me. I didn't budge. Instead, I pulled the blanket onto me and tried to go to sleep. But Jake poked me in my sides. I laughed and fell out of his bed. He had his arms out for me to sleep in. I took my sneakers off and climbed in with him. He was very warm. Thank God. What was it, like fifty in there? I closed my eyes to go to sleep. He woke me up again. "Does this not hurt you when you sleep on it?" he asked me. I realized he was talking about my clip. It did hurt but I was to lazy to take them off. He pushed me up and took my clip off. My blonde hair tumbled onto my shoulders. I laid back down and my hand on his chest. I could feel his heart thump quickly. He was either drunk or had lost his mind. He would never call me in the middle of the night to be his teddy bear. I guess I was too lazy to notice that earlier. He rotated onto his right side so he could see me. His hand rested on my back pulling me closer to him. He was looking relaxed. I was starting to feel self conscious the way he was looking at me again. I turned my gaze to his posters.
This story will be continued after this chapter! Later because I have to finish the new chapter.
Brandon the Bad Boy

Brandon. Brandon. Brandon. Brandon. My heart skips a beat when I say, hear, see, or think about him. You can say obsessed but you can't when he's kissed you himself. Well, he kinda did. Never Mind! You just read.

*Football players and Cheerleaders Party*
We won the championships. I mean they won the championships. I was in the bleachers watching the football game. I'm obsessed with football. It's my life. I love tackle or two touch. Flag football is okay but I play it anyways because that's the only football team they have for girls. I would've been at home, watching Green Bay vs. Minnesota. But I decided to watch the school game anyways. I'M NOT at the party or anything because I hate high school parties. They've got tequila, tobacco, weed, needles and everything that's going to make you high running over there. People say it's just me being a chicken and everything. They laugh at me too. But y'all not going to be laughing when you lyin' in hospital bed.
I'm at home. Alone. I've got nothin' to do. So I'm playing black opps alone. Zombie mode. I was thinking I should go watch Taken 2 or Wreck it Ralph but it's just not fun going to the movies alone, you know what I mean. I want to have fun, too. All my friends are gone to the party. I told them I had a game to play and they told me to come but I ignored. The phone rang and I picked it up. I pressed my shoulder to my ear and played black opps.
"I thought you were at your football game!"
"..."
"I'm sorry but the line is occupied right now. Please try again later." I cut the phone and went back to my game. I was thinking of watching paranormal activity but alone, no way. I was hungry, so I paused my game and went into the kitchen to eat something. I pulled out a can of Pepsi from the fridge and a bag of smartpop. My mom was gone to a buissness trip in London, Britain. My dad lives separately in Newfoundland. My mom doesn't trust him so she has a baby sitter for us. The baby sitter, apparently didn't show up so we're alone.
It's ten o' clock now. So I'm going to watch Green Bay vs. Minnesota. The lights go out. Great. Perfect. Then the TV. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY DO BAD THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME! *SOB* I FROWN. Right when I'm about to watch the game, great. I pick up the phone and call my dad. "Hey sweetheart." he answers. "Dad, the lights went out and the TV's not working." I complained. The line went dead. Great. No connection? I'm having the funnest day of my life. *Sarcastic* I walk outside into the warmth. I wonder if I have any flashlights. I open the garage and step into our empty garage. I climb onto the top of a rack and try to reach for a box. It was still to far up. "Need help?" joked a voice. I ignored. Somebody put me on the ground and reached for the box with no hesitation. It was Brandon. My brother's best friend. I thanked him and took the box. I rummaged through it looking for a flashlight. It was full of old comic books and old sports almanacs. My brother came in. "Why are you back?" I asked them pulling out an old dusty flashlight. I hoped it worked. "We were here to get HALO. The guy who was bringing it forgot it." he explained going inside. "Forget it. No power in the house." I told him. He frowned. I threw the flashlight to him. "What am I supposed to do with this?" he asked me. "Go fix the power or somein'. " I shrugged. He threw it back at me. "No way I'm going in the basement. Besides, you're the one who fixes everything!" he argued. I sighed and went inside. I heard them snicker. In another life, I would make you go away, so I won't have to say you were the one that got to stay, the one that got to stay. I hummed it over and over again in my head as I went down the stairs to the basement. The control power box was in front of the steps so I swung it open and beamed my flashlight at it. My flashlight flickered and it went out. I clambered back up to the ground floor to get batteries or something. I looked in the kitchen cabinets but found nothing. I walked outside to the garage and rummaged through the same old battered up box looking for batteries or hopefully another flashlight. "Well, we're going." announced my brother, Nathan. He was holding our new game that we got about two weeks ago. HALO 4. "Wow. You're such a great brother. I really appreciate you." I sarcastically thanked him, rummaging through the battered up box. "What do you expect me to do?" he asked me shrugging. "What normal brothers do. Go get me some batteries." I ordered him. Technically, he was a year older than me but I treated him like he was three years younger than me. "Yeah, right. I got a game to play, later." he said walking out. I rolled my eyes. "You coming?" asked Brandon walking backwards looking at me. "No. I'm going to the movies. Alone." I answered him. "Have fun." he encouraged me walking with his skateboard in his hand. "I will." I told him. He smirked at me. I remembered I had made a project in grade 8 to create light. It was in my closet. I ran inside and up the stairs. My room had this glow to it as if God was my roommate or the person who lied there was God.(I'm not saying I'm not god heh hehe!) I then stopped and felt a sudden wave of laziness. I thought I should go down to Starbucks or something. I changed into a nice outfit (I dunno why?) and headed downstairs. *To check it out, click on this link http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63773925 Tell me if it doesn't work!* I walked out the door and headed for Starbucks. It wasn't windy or anything but I held onto my new Bites Brim Hat by Vans. I loved it. Starbucks was a few corners away but I took my time. They also had Wi-fi there so, yay me! No. Not really. I was just trying to be girly. I ordered a coffee and connected my iPhone to the internet. I went onto pinterest.com and pinned around there. Then I went onto twitter and tweeted there. The final place I went was facebook and I guess I did something there. I left when I finished my coffee and headed out to the movie theater. Did I mention they had an arcade in there too? If there wasn't any movie playing, I'd probably just play a shootout. I checked the showtimes. They had Paranormal Activity playing ten minutes from now. I guess I could go. Besides, Paranormal activity doesn't scare me!

Brandon's POV:
I walked into the movie theater looking for Christina. She was at home, wasn't she? She was looking through the junk box when I left. The whole prank was going to fail. Tonight. I spotted her walking towards the line. Damn. She was looking pretty. I jogged and stopped beside her. "Hey." she said greeting me, clearly surprised. "Hi. Weren't you supposed to be at home fixing the power thing....?" I asked. She shook her head. "No thanks. I decided I'm going to watch paranormal activity." she shrugged. Paranormal Activity? Those movies freaked me out good. "But you should really go home." I insisted like a fool. She gave me the look that said what are you talking about or are you crazy??? "No thanks. I decided if everybody else gets to have fun, then I do too." she smiled. Damn. Again. Her smile. "Ahhh, your brother said he'll call your mom if you don't come back." I said trying to remember what Nathan told me to say. She shook her head. "I don't care. If he tells mom that I'm watching a movie alone, I'll tell her that he left me alone in a house without power and went to party with his friends." threatened Christina. "Are you watching, or no?" she asked me. Her turn was next. My mind went completely blank. "Yea." I said with a black vision of what terrible nightmares I was going to have. She pulled out her credit card and handed it to the girl at the desk. Christina looked at me. I smiled like a jerk AND a jock. She bought