~I Met You At A Midnight Show~ Brandon Flowers Part 7

I don't mind if you don't mind. Cause I don't shine if you don't shine.
Brandon stopped singing. "I've gotta take a break."
"Okay. How long do you think you need?" Ronnie asked.
"I don't know. I'll tell you when I'm okay."
"Alright man. Take it easy." Ronnie said sympathetically.
He came and set down beside me. Yes, me and Brandon were on speaking terms. No, I wasn't thrilled with Stephanie. But hey, he's my friend. I have to at least pretend to be happy.
"Hey." he said sounding like he was exhausted. "Do you wanna go for a walk?"
"Sure."
"Good."
He grabbed my hand and we went outside. The air was cold from the rain but it felt good compared to being in that suffocating recording room.
"So, what'd you think of the lyrics?"
"The were great!" I replied with a smile.
"Really. That's great. Because..."
"Because what?" I asked.
"Because they're about you." he stuttered.
"Huh? Wh-" he cut me off with a kiss.
I pulled back. "What the hell was that for Brandon?"
He looked at me. He seemed hurt. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I don't know what I was thinking."
I lifted his chin up. "No, it's okay. I shouldn't have yelled. It just..."
"What?" he asked sadly.
"I didn't expect it. What about Stephanie...I mean, you don't love me."

"Just forget about it," he stated before he went in.
"Brandon!" I yelled.
He'd already went in. I'd go after him but it would make things so much worse. So I just started walking. To where you may ask. To Brandon's. I knew that Stephanie wasn't there. So I went to his hotel room. I had an extra key anyway.
Midnight----
Brandon still hadn't come back to his room. I was beginning to get worried. I called him.
The day is breaking we're still here. You're body's shaking and it's clear. You really need it. So let go and let me feed it.
That was Brandon's cell phone. To my surprise he'd left it here in his room. Way to go Brandon. What if I had been hit by a car and they had tried to get a hold of you I thought to myself as I laid down on his bed. All of a sudden I just cracked up laughing. He picked "On Top" for me. Why in the heck would he do that? We'd never had sex or anything so I was so confused it was funny. I just couldn't figure out why he picked that song for my ring.
I heard the door open. "Stephanie, are you here?" I heard Brandon's groggy voice ask.
He walked into the room and looked at me. "Jennifer?"
"Yeah, it's me."
"What are you doing here?"
"Waiting on you."
"What for?"
"We need to talk."
"About what?"
"That ringtone you have for me. "On Top" Come on Brandon. Why did you pick that? I mean I love it...but that's an odd one for me. I figured you'd have it for Stephanie or something."
His face turned bright red.
"Uh, uh," he stammered.
I laughed. "Oh, it's okay. I was just curious."
I walked over to him and put my arms around him to give him a hug. I kissed his cheek. Before I could stop myself, I kissed him. At first I could tell he was surprised then he kissed me back. I stumbled backwards. He caught me before I fell and carried me to his bed. He laid me down and then crawled on top of me kissing my neck. I lifted off his shirt just in time for Stephanie to walk in.
"What the hell?" she screamed loudly.
Brandon sat up and quietly whispered, "I can explain."
"No, no need for that. You don't have to explain anything. It's that bitchy friend of yours. She needs to leave. Get out of here Jennifer."
I stood up and did exactly what she said. I walked out the door. Tears stinging my eyes. What the hell did happen? I wasn't normally like that. I just ruined mine and his friendship and their relationship.
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I heard knocking on my door. I looked at the clock. 3 a.m. Who in the heck could that be?
I opened the door and came face to face with Brandon.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure." I grabbed his hand and pulled him in. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"I don't know. Jennifer, I just don't know. I can't figure out right from wrong anymore. I'm so confused about my feelings. No, wait I'm not. I don't love Stephanie. I love you."
"What'd you say?" I asked to make sure I'd really heard what he said.
"I love you." he replied with a sad smile on his face.
"Brandon, I.." he cut me off by brushing his lips against mine.
"It's okay if you don't feel the same way about me." he whispered. "I just had to get it out."
"Brandon, I feel the same way." I looked in his eyes and for the first time in a long time I saw happiness.
"But of course, it's I the one and only. You can't escape my charm."
"You arrogant jerk." I joked and pushed him away from me. "But you're right." I whispered pulling him into a hug.
I pulled him into my room and told him to lay down. I laid down next to him and put my arms around him. It wasn't too long until both of us fell asleep in each others arms.
The way it should be...


That is the closest to a sex scene anyone will get out of me. :P