Loving Brian | B.C

Part 44: nerves

//micheal//

I so badly want to go to Tahnée. I have all the money, my dad even lent me some more for pocket money. Some to just spend there, and he insisted on a small something something that represents Canada.
I'll let Tahnée help me out with that one.

Daniel kept on bothering me the past few weeks, ever since I broke his jaw. Not that he's bothering me in a talkative way, but messages are blowing up my phone, asking me to not tell her about Bethany and Hannah... too late. He should've thought about that twice before going through with it.

Does he really think I'll hide something as horrible as that from Tahnée?
That I won't tell her or by all means, that she doesn't know already?

He's a messed up child. And I hate to say it, but I did told her so. And Even though it hurts to know that I was right, I do feel a bit of proudness and satisfaction that I could've pronounced it aloud back then. That I knew that'll happen because I knew her plans back then.

-

It's 20:35. I'm 7 hours behind Tahnée, and just about now, I booked my very first ticket for flying second class, alone, to Canada. I'll departure in about two weeks.
And I'm so excited about that because tahnée doesn't know about it. So it'll be like on big and huge surprise. And I can't wait to see her reaction.

-

//tahnée//

Me: hey Micheal. i know it's late where you are but i also know that you're not a person to go to bed early.
Me: basically i need your help. like urgent.

Big toe: happy to help. micheal evans at your service.

Always one to help. Always one to answer whenever I call, whenever I need him. He's always there.

Me: okay so you know the dress i wore to prom? should i wear that one or my long black dress.

Big toe: prom was the burgundy one, right?

Me: yeah, but then i also have the navy one. also a long dress

Bug toe: first question is, what is it for? what is the occasion?

Me: formal. the college formal.

Big toe: oh my god! tahnée summers, please tell me you have a date!

Me: *blushing* i may have asked brian to accompany me to the formal. he'a not a micheal evans but eh...

Big toe: *blushing* stop it you peach!
Big toe: but yesssss! as in, brian, the one, that one?

Me: yes micheal, that one. now stop this because you're making me blush.

Big toe: aww i'm so happy you found him or he found you. but anyway, definitely go with the black dress. definitely

Me: thanks micheal. i promise to tell you all about it tomorrow.

Big toe: you better be calling me!

Me: i will, don't worry. goodnight xx

Big toe: enjoy xx

-

After taking up the entire afternoon that I had free, I finally had the dress on and hair and makeup's was all done.
I'm nervous. Really nervous. Not because of the Formal but because of Brian. For some odd reason, or... it may not of been so odd, but I want to make a good impression on him although I've known him for quite a while.

Just as I sat down on my bed my phone dinged and I pulled it out of my clutch.
Brian.

I smiled as I opened up his text,

Brian: it's formal so formal right? i need to dress formal...

Me: oh god, you're not even dressed yet?

Brian: hey! i'm not a girl, i seriously don't take that long.

Me: okay, i take your word for it. and yes... formal.

Brian: great. i'll see you in a bit x

Heart pounding in my chest as I saw the small kiss at the end of the message. Why does he have this effect on me? I don't want to get my heart broken again, and I know when I'm in this with Brian, I won't get my heart broken. But I don't know if he feels that way in any aspect about me.

I have to be honest, but I developed a small crush on him, even though he's just my friend. I feel bad. So I'm trying to press the feelings down so that they don't grow bigger, or make me fall any harder.
Not that I've fallen already...

-

//brian//

Nervous? No, hella nervous!

My stomach is eating himself away and my heart is pounding in my chest, giving me constant out of breath moments. I looked in the mirror, fixing the last few touches on my hair and the tux.

It's strange for me to this now because I never went to a Formal, or even got invited to one. And now, I got invited to a Formal with Tahnée. I'm so happy about that, but at the same time so nervous that I mess things up.

-

I walked up the stairs to her door, hearing she was on the phoen with someone, so I stood outside for just a little while longer.

"No I have to go mom! He'll be here any second." She laughed, "Mom, it's already past what, twelve where you are. Go to bed, I promise you I'm fine."
"Yeah, He's a nice kid... no he won't- mum! Stop it!... yeah, I love you too."
"Okay. Bye." She hung up and I hear dher laughing. "My god."

I smiled, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Looking down at my tux and just finishing up a last pull to straighten out my blazer. The door opened and I saw her standig in the doorway. I let my head slowly move up, and as I did, my eyes examined her her from toes to her eyes.

Dressed up in a long, black dress. Complimenting her skin tone once again and and her dark brown hair falling down her right shoulder in the most beautiful curls. Her eyes, shocking and breathtaking.
She looks beautiful.

I could feel my lips moving, but no words were coming out. She looked at me with a small smile on her lips as her cheeks turned a deeper crimson shade.
How can someone like her, as breathtaking and gorgeous, take out a mad mandarin as me? The black of the tux is probably cursing the colour of my hair and my pale skin.
We're like night and day when I stand next to her, the weirdest combination. But that may just be in my mind.

"I-you-uhmm..." I cleared out my throat. "Wow. You look beautiful, Tahnée."
"Not too bad yourself, Brian."

We stared at each other for a while before eventually making a move and snapping out of our gaze. "Shall we go?" I quickly asked as I chuckled. She nodded, grabbing her clutoand phone before lockig the door.
For some reason I was locked in watching her ever move, seeing her body moving and feeling her electricity radiating my way. She finished locking the door and turned around, but I was too close. As she turned our eyes locked on each other's, our faces inches away from one another.

Her eyes darted down to my lips before looking up at me again. "Let's go." She whispered, locking her fingers in with mine. Electricity, now running through my veins. Replacing the blood in me and ecstasy taking over in every part of me.
We walked down to my car where I held the door open for her, closing after she got in and I made my way to the driver side.

It was silent when we drove off to the Formal. It's being held at the University.
Reyerson University.

My eyes kept on looking over to her, and whenever she catches me looking at her, I smile whilst blushing like hell. My face probably the colour of my hair.

If only she were mine...
Gosh, I would've been a happy man.