Loving Brian | B.C

Part 69: just another micheal?

//brian//

Nothing ever works out. All I wished for this Christmas was a family gathering with both my mom and dad with me... but no.
Vacation alone is far more important as it seems. Vacation always over Brian.

Tahnée feels like the only one I can talk to about this. I always crash at Shawn's for Christmas with his family, but the more I do it, the more guilty I feel. Even though it's only once a year, I've been doing it for seven years straight.
Enough is enough.

I drove to her apartment, walking up hr stairs and knocking on the door, but there was no answer. So I sat down on the stairs and waited. Loud voices, lots of voices and laughter filled my ears as I heard the footsteps coming up from the main door. Are you kidding me?
The Vamps and Shawn... seriously?

"Hey." She smiled sweetly at me, leaving the group entirely as she walked up to me. I saw her handing the key to Shawn and they all walked in. "You invited them over?" She nodded. "But I wanted to talk to you." "I know." She smiled, taking my hand in hers. "Let's talk." She pulled me with her downstairs and we started walking down the street. "Are you okay with them all alone there?"
"Brian, I'm here with you."
I sighed.

"I know it's like nothing to do with you but I know I can talk to you so... my uhm..."
"It's your mom and dad, isn't it?" She said sadly, her voice tone dropping down and it's as if she sounded sad, felt sad, for me.
"It is." I breathed out. "I'm alone for Christmas again." She stopped in her tracks, and I realized we were at the flower shop.

She however didn't say anything about my statement I just made. "Tahnée?" She just took my hand in hers and opened the door for the shop, greeting Miss Lily as we walked past the counter and made our way to the back of the store... obviously where all the poppies are.

"What are we doing here?"
"You're not alone for Christmas, Brian."
"I'm not going to Shawn's again, I feel bad for doing that every year." She bent down and picked up a small box of poppies. The orange ones. Of course.

I saw her taking in a deep breath as she smiled at me, a big toothy smile. "Come with me?" She asked a bit hesitantly, holding the poppies out to me as a gift of invitation. I took it from her hands, my fingers slightly touchcing hers and I felt her warmth. "You cannot be serious?" "What if I am?" She smiled, "But you can't be." "Brian," she chuckled. "If been thinking about going home in a few weeks after all, you can come with me. I'd really appreciate that." She said all sincerely.

She means this, she really means it. She wants me to come with her for Christmas... "Wait—no. This means meeting your family and-"
"So? What's the big deal?"
"It's your family Tahnée." I saw her raising her one eyebrow at me and a small smirk played in the corners of her lips. "Meeting family is only a big thing if you so say to be my— you know, boyfriend. So why are you so nervous?" She stepped closer, whispering her last question as she locked her eyes on mine. "Because you uh— you mean a lot to me Tahnée, you're my best friend."

"Then what's there to stress about?" She pecked my cheek, walking back to the counter and putting the poppies on her account.

"Keep them, grow them, an when you see them bloom... think of me." She said softly as she looked down at the poppies. Lightly rubbing the pedals between her index finger and thumb. "I'll think about it." Her head shot up to me, "What? You'll think about thinking about me? I just bought you flowers you oaf!" She laughed. "No no, about going with you for Christmas."
"Nope, there's nothing to think about. You're coming with me." She grabbed my hand and we walked back to her house.

The butterflie in my tummy are going absolutely wild just by her touch. She slowly shifted her hand position, intertwining our fingers with the most ease. I looked over to her, seeing the smile on her face.
Just for once I want to be hard to leave, I want someone to stay up at night, thinking about me. That hard thing is— it's put of my control. I can't make her fall in love with me, but so far... everyone said she is. I never thought I'd like her this much. I never planned to have her on my mind this often and actually miss her the second I leave her.

When we arrived back at her apartment, the laughing once again came flooding out of the place.
Idon't know where Micheal is but I'm sure Tahnée knows, so that's okay. "Hey." I turned around just as we walked in.
Speaking of the devil. "Micheal. Where have you been?" "The gym. Can't you see?" He asked, flexing his muscles for Tahnée but she just cracked up. "Oh T, I need you to take me to the airport tomorrow."
"Wait what?"
"I'm leaving?" He said more like a question and I saw the break in her eyes.

"You forgot?" He asked all surprised. "You never told me Micheal. The day you arrived you said you don't want to tell me." She raised her voice.
"Oh yeah... shit. Well I'm leaving tomorrow."

She was back off he entire time from that moment on. She was sad, and I picked that up in the way she looked, behaved and by the sighs leaving her lips every now and then.

Micheal was in the shower when we took a seat with all the other guests. He obviously freaked out again when he met The Vamps, but it washed over him quicker than expected.
Tahnée took a seat beside me, looking at me with her sad eyes and just smiled faintly. "You okay?" She rested her back against my chest as she mad everself comfortable under my arm. Playing with my fingers as she then looked up at me, whispering, "Is it too much to ask if I ask you to please take me and Micheal to the airport tomorrow?"
"Not at all." She turned back, her back pressed up to me again as she sighed. "Thank you Brian." She said softly.

He should've told her. This came as a too big of a shock and how can she now be the one who says goodbye? It's hard on her, and he just seems to not care. Or well, that's how he comes forth.
"Always." I whispered in her ear before quickly stealing a kiss on her cheek. She intertwined her fingers with mine as she slowly made her way back in to the conversation of the rest. My eyes met Shawn's and I saw him smirking as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down at me. Even though it made me blush and smile, it also made me sad, a bit angry.

She keeps on doing this but I don't know what it means. Are we friends? More than friends? Will it ever be? Or am I just another Micheal?

I don't want to be. I want to be able to kiss her all the time, not just once because I loved her all along. He at least got a kiss... I hope I'll get one too.