Eat. Sleep. Hockey

Waking up that morning, I felt more refreshed than I have in while. Maybe it had to do with the fact the pull-out couch is more comfortable than my own bed, or the simple fact I had someone to share it with. Being completely honest, sleeping, and only sleeping, with Brandon is quite nice. Typically I toss and turn in my sleep, but when I woke up, I was in the same position I was in when I fell asleep. I'm pretty thankful for that considering I don't think Brandon would have appreciated me flopping around all night. It's not like I mean too, it's just a subconcious habit of mine.
I decide to just lay there for a while, I mean the clock says it's only nine-thirty, so why not relax for a little while longer. I honestly have no idea why I keep waking up so early though. I don't really mind it, but I do like to sleep in until at least ten in the morning. I tend to function a little better when I wake up around then.
Soon I feel Brandon stirring and I sit up, supporting myself with my right arm. "Good morning sleepyhead!" I chuckle as Brandon rubs his eyes and yawns.
"Good morning to you too beautiful." Brandon says, gently pushing me with his shoulder.
Blushing, I tug the blanket off of myself, stretching briefly before getting up. "I'm pretty sure I'm anything but beautiful right now, but I'm flattered." I say mocking him before slipping away into the bathroom.
After using the facilities, I take a few extra moments to brush out my hair and add a little concealer every here and there to cover up the very few blemishes I have on my face. The only other thing I use is my favorite pink EOS lip balm to moisturize my lips and keep them nice and soft. I grab an elastic and throw my hair up into a quick, messy little bun before going to rejoin Brandon in the living room.
To my surprise, the couch is already back in it's normal position and the blankets and sheets are folded neatly sitting on the arm rest with Brandon nowhere to be found. Shrugging my shoulders, I make my way over to the kitchen to fix us something for breakfast. I make a quick detour to Melanie's room to see if she made it home last night, or if she stayed at Sophia's.
Knocking on her door lightly, I wait a moment or two before giving the handle a little twist and peeking inside her room. Seeing that her bed is perfectly made without a single wrinkle in it, I breathe out a sigh of relief. I'd have to thank her later. Closing the door gently, I turn around and start to walk back to the living room. Turning around the corner, I almost run right into Brandon.
"You should really look before turning around a corner, you never know what could be waiting for you." Brandon teases, wrapping his arms around my small waist and pulling me into a tight embrace.
"I'm glad it was you this time." I giggle, wrapping my own arms around his neck.
"You should be." He says, leaning in closer to me and planting a soft kiss on my lips. "You know, I've been thinking, we should become official." He states very matter-of-factly. "I don't care that we've only been on two technical dates. I mean we've liked each other for a while before actually acting on our feelings. It took your brother and my sister to get us together. Now I sound like a girl, blame Brittany on that, but yeah, what do you think?" Brandon rambles, not sounding like a girl at all. I think it's quite sweet actually, that he can act exacly like himself and express his feelings around me. Usually that takes a while to get that far with someone in a relationship, but he was right, I had liked him for a while.
"I don't think you sound like a girl at all. I agree, totally one hundred percent agree with you." I say looking directly into his bright blue eyes.
"Great, so it's official then. We are officially a couple now." He murmurs before kissing me again. This kiss is a little different than the rest, it's a bit more forceful than the others. Of course, I don't mind, I kind of like it. I feel like I'd like anything with him though, nothing is completely forced with us it all happens on it's own. That's what I love about us, we just work.
After what feels like forever, we break apart both of us pretty much breathless. We stand together, foreheads pressed together, just smiling for a couple minutes enjoying each others company. How exactly did I get so lucky? With Tyler it was just a lot of awkward moments and hooking up. And a lot of being sneaky. Now I can be free and completely happy for a change.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Brandon asks as he gently tucks my golden blonde hair behind my ear, never breaking eye contact with me.
"You? Actually, I don't know, what do you want to do today?" I ask completely joking about wanting to do him, that could wait. I bite my bottom lip subconciously as I wait for him to answer.
He laughs, shaking his head. "I'm not that easy to aquire, you'll just have to wait a little while longer." He teases, sending a wink my way.
"I was kidding! Totally kidding! I'm not a puckbunny y'know." I say, playfully scolding him for thinking like that. "How about we just stay in, play some video games and watch some more movies?" I suggest, tilting my head to the side a bit as I think of things we could do. "We could even cook something together!"
"Sounds good, except for the cooking part. I'm not the best cook in the world." Brandon says as he places his hands on my hips. "But I do like the idea of staying in, especially since it'll be with you."
"We should play Just Dance first, just so I can get the satisfaction of beating you at something a few times." I say, taking a step back and grabbing his hands as I turn towards the living room, dragging him with me.
"You just like to watch me suffer don't you?" He whines, putting up a fight and not letting me walk towards the living room.
Laughing, I turn around to face him, not letting go of his hands. "Not exactly, but to see you try to dance does crack me up a bit. With a little practice I think you'd actually be quite good at it!""Yeah sure." He scoffs, pulling me close to him again. "I think we should play something else. How about NHL 2012?"
"You boys and your hockey." I joke, my smile growing. "Fine, we can play that first, then Just Dance 2014."
"Fine." He groans as we reach the living room. "But if I win, you have to do all of the cooking."
"If that's what it'll take to make you play, fine." I begrudginly agree, just happy he'd play.
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After an hour of playing NHL 2012, we move on to Just Dance 2014. Much to Brandon's dismay I win, which means he still has to help cook. Too bad for him he's got two left feet. I'd have to help him change that soon. Maybe I'd have Patrick help him, after all he did make up his own dance that is quite popular these days.
As we look through a few random cook books that are in the kitchen, I can't help but think, again, about how lucky I am. I wanted to throw a party, why though, I'm not too sure. My feelings are just out of it right now. Surprise after surprise, both good and slightly unwanted, have made an impact on my life recently. Even though Tyler has reappeared in my life, I know who I want to be with and that's Brandon. Tyler is just an old fling, no matter what he may say. It was young, foolish, first love for me. Technically not my first love though, but I count it as that.
Right now though, my life is pretty great. I don't want anything to mess it up, or change in any way. The only changing in my life is my growing relationship with Brandon. And the marriage of Stacey and Patrick. That change I'm completely looking forward to. I can't wait to have another sister, even though I do have three younger sisters as it is. The fact that we aren't actually siblings makes it better in my opinion. No offence to my sisters though! I love them all equally and dearly!

Notes

This chapter kind of ends in an awkward place though, but I didn't exactly know what to write next. Probably because I'm so tired, I don't know. The next chapter will be mostly in Brittany's POV as she describes her romantic weekend away with Andrew. No, there won't be any dirty details, this isn't that kind of fan-fic. I feel awkward reading fan-fics like that, let alone to write it...I wouldn't be able to do it. I sure hope you enjoyed this short, filler-ish, type chapter!

- Kara (: