Brenden...you head over to him, he's pretty broken
up and barely conscious as you kneel next to
him. He glances at you and a small smile
reaches his lips, "You got him didn't
you," he whispers. "Yeah, I
did," you laugh slightly. He smiles,
"That's my girl," as you begin to
look over the worst of his injuries. The
ambulance comes soon afterwards and, a good
while later, you and Brenden and everyone else
are all fixed up. You and Brenden are sitting
on the edge of the ambulance together, sharing
the last blanket. "How're you
feeling?" Brenden finally asks, his cold
hands rubbing up against yours. You shrug,
"Dunno...you?" you ask.
"Good...you're ok, I'm ok...everyone's
ok...I thought tonight would be my last night
here...my last night with you...the last night
with the guys," he sighs, running a hand
through his hair. "But look, we're here.
I'm sitting next to the girl of my dreams and
finally Jeremy's gone," he laughs. You
smile, and say, "I'm really the girl of
your dreams?" He stares at the ground,
"Yah...you are," he says. You smile
and kiss him on the cheek. He looks up at you
and you just shrug saying, "What? Just
because I'm the girl of your dreams means you
can't be the guy of mine?" This causes him
to grin and kiss you very deeply on the lips.
You guys went at it for a couple minutes and
when you finally pulled away you ask, "So
are we going out or what?" He just smirks
and says, "Yah..I guess," with a
small smirk on his face. You smile and rest
your head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm
around your shoulders, both of you oblivious to
what was happening...
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