That Boy by Brooke Bradley (cool books to read txt) 📕

at me. It seemed like a million questions wizzed between us, going unanswered, as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my lips back to his. I was in Heaven. I honestly think that I was falling in love with this guy. Just a few months have led to this. Swoon…. I was so happy until he pulled away, as a sudden sadness came to his eyes. I was immediately concerned. I put my hand on his cheek and lifted it up so I could look him in the eye.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"There's something i've got to tell you." He stated regretfully.

"And what's that?" I asked curiously.

"I'm seeing someone. And I honestly, truly, really care about her. So this thing between you and me? It's got to stop. i'm cheating on her right now. And even though you and I are so close, her and I are dating and i'm not this kind of guy. I'm sorry I let it go this far."

Was he really saying this? The tears rushed down my cheeks before I could stop them . I took my hands away from him, got up off the floor and went and sat on my bed. I was upset that he was seeing someone, yes. But he also cheated on her (I have got to figure out who it is!) with me. Was that all that I was to him? Fine. Screw him. I wiped my eyes, and I put my imaginary wall up.

"Get out. Now. And don't come back." I told him, cold and flat with no emotion in my voice whatsoever.

Shock and hurt crossed his face. Good.

"Why? We can still be friends! We just can't think of each other as anything more than that.."

"Do you honestly think that I want to be friends with you? You've just proven to me that you have no respect for me whatsoever. People are going to think i'm a whore. Because of you. All your ever going to be is a player. Was this a joke to you? Making me fall for you and then as soon as I fall hard enough, you move one step over and just let me fall?" I said in anger. . And it sure did make a big impact on him. I could see the hurt all over his face.


You know, I've never ever seen him angry. And I don't think he intended to let me. Because he kept trying to play the innocent on trying to get me to forgive him I guess. That wasn't going to happen. Not for a while.

"No! I didn't mean it like that. Your not a whore. I didn't know that the feelings I had were returned. I'm so so sorry Brooke." He really wanted to stay friends. Well… No. He doesn't deserve to get what he wants right now. I deserve the right to get over him. And he really wasn't having that. I could tell.

"No Drew. We can't be friends. Don't talk to me at school. Don't try calling or texting me. Don't talk about me. Don't even think about me. Now get out of my house and don't ever come back." I got up and walked to my bedroom door and held it open. My face was stern.

"Brooke.." That was the last thing he said to me before he got up and walked out my door. I slammed it and locked it behind him. And then I… collapsed. I leaned against the door and slid down, and the sobs just kept coming. I heard knocks a few times but I didn't answer them. Some time later that night, I went to my bed. When I woke up at 5 the next morning I had a killer headache. That's why I really hated crying. And as of this morning, I also hated Drew. I was going to school for sure today. And I planned to look hot. I want him to do a double take and regret what he's done. Because i'm done with him. But I had liked him. A lot. So I want to do this to help me get over it. I was going to put on a big, cute smile. And I was going to ignore him and just flirt. And that doesn't make you a slut. I'm only going to flirt with other guys to make him jealous to be honest. But whatever. I went into my closet to see what I could find. I found my favorite dress that I had never worn because I thought that it was too short. Not anymore. It was a solid purple blueish silk dress that barely made it to mid thigh. It was spaghetti strap too. I put on a pair of nude heels from Steve Madden. They were like 3 inches. I grabbed a big black purse and loaded my school stuff in it and set it on my bed. I went into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. For my makeup, I did a neutral eye. So mostly browns. But it looked good. And I did a pinky nude lip because color would have taken attention away from the dress. And I had long straight blonde hair with those natural highlights. I found a curling iron, and I did big wavy curls. When I was finished, I went to my body mirror and looked at myself. I looked hot. It was almost 6:30. My mom would be getting up soon. I had to leave before she saw me and flipped. I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door, grabbing my jacket on my way out.


When I finally got to school, on time for once, I actually had extra time. I drove through the parking lot heading towards my usual spot, only to find the queen bee, Alyssa Rich. And her last name described her well. She was even richer than I was. I looked into her car. She was making out with someone! But who? Before I could look harder, they stopped kissing. Thank god. The guy she was making out with looked back and saw me. When I saw who it was, I almost died. It was Drew. With Alyssa. Kissing. I thought that I was going to throw up. Drew did too. There was a lot of guilt on his face. I couldn't take it. I backed away and drove away to find a different parading spot.


When I walked into school, I had a lot of confidence. I left my jacket in the car because it kind of ruins this outfit. I smiled and started down the hallway, looking at everyone as there jaws dropped almost to the floor. All the guys stopped whatever they were doing and just stared at me. And so did Drew. I didn't pay attention to him. I was thinking about what guys were single. And then it hit me. Austin. Drew's friend. Even though I didn't want to stoop to that level, I always did have a crush on Austin. Way before Drew even came. So there. Austin was staring at me anyways. So I walked up to him and introduced myself.

"Brooke." I said as I put my hand out for my to shake. And that was totally what I expected until he got ahold of himself and looked at me, smiled, and said,

"Austin." And then he took my hand and kissed it. And as I noticed out of the corner of my eye, Drew was watching us. Honestly, right here in this moment, I didn't care. I smiled up at Austin.

"Such a gentleman!" I gushed.

He seemed pleased that I was liking him. Right now I was the talk of the school. It would be something he can rub in people's faces. Dating me. And you know what? I did want to date him. I liked him. But I didn't know him that well yet. So we were just going to have to be friends for the time being. But again, that was fine with me.

"So i'm actually surprised your talking to me." He told me as he blushed.

"Seriously?" I asked. I was like a complete loser compared to him. I was actually surprised that HE was talking to ME. This was different.

"Yeah. I seriously thought that you noticed. I've had a crush on you since like 5th grade. But as you remember.. Uhh, I wasn't really the cool kid then.."

Oh. Austin had a fateful of acne and nobody talked to him. I guess i've never had the problem with acne but I didn't have anything against anyone who had it. I had tried talking to Austin but I guess since he was so used to everyone else ignoring him and teasing him he thought that I was going to do the same. To be honest, I have had a crush on Austin since 7th grade. And I was going to tell him one Monday, but he came to school with new clothes, new haircut, and a clean face and he was immediately accepted into the popular crowd you would say. And they would have never been caught dead talking to someone like me.

"I was going to tell you this year, but then I saw you talking to Drew… And I thought you guys hit it off so I stayed away."

"Drew and I were friends, yes, but never anything more. Actually him and I aren't friends anymore." As I said this I saw a little hope in his eyes and I blushed, but I took a deep breath, stood on my tip toes because, well jeez he was tall, and I kissed him very softly on the lips. And that's all it was going to be until he wrapped his arms around my waist, forcing me to kiss him full on, which you know I didn't mind, and it felt so good. I had butterflies in my stomach. Good butterflies! I had never felt like this during a kiss, not even with Drew. I put my hands on his shoulders as we kissed. We weren't making out. We were just holding the kiss. And then he pulled away and tooled my hands in his. And then he said the sweetest things i've ever heard and I knew he meant them.

He said, "Brooke. You are like a dream come true for me. Seriously. And I don't want to take advantage of you. I want to take this slow. So tonight, I am taking you out to dinner and a movie. Does that sound good to you?"

It honestly sounded amazing. I was just about to say yes when Drew came running over and shoved Austin into the lockers.

"Look! You can treat all of your girls like that, but not Brooke! She isn't just some toy to play with!" He would have kept going if I hadn't pushed him. Him and Drew weren't standing very close He had just shoved him and stood where he was. So it didn't look like Austin had a girl fighting for him. I made sure of that. It sounds sexist but you know guys. Drew turned and looked at me with such anger I almost flinched. But I resisted the urge. I punched him so hard in the face I think I broke one of my fingers. But right this second, i didn't care. I had taken boxing classes since I was 6. That's 10 years so I was a pretty good fighter. He turned and looked at me.

"Drew! In case you can't remember, were not friends!