Carly and I had decided that since the guys were gone, we needed a girls night out. So, we were laying around at her place watching corny chick flicks and making ourselves sick on ice cream.
I had realized how much I missed this. I'd spent so much time doing things with Brandon I forgot what it was like to have a best girl friend.
Unfortunately, my phone rang. It wasn't one of my normal rings so I was confused. I answered.
"Hello?"
"Is this Jenny?" a gruff voice asked.
"Yeah, who's this?"
"Never mind me. You better get to your apartment soon. Or else."
I ended the call feeling rather terrified.
"What is it, dear?" Carly asked worried.
"Uh, you're coming with me to my apartment."
"Why, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. I just want you to come with me."
She did as was told and followed me out the door. The walk to my apartment was a lot quicker than usual. Probably because I was terrified out of my mind. We approached the door. I felt rather uneasy opening the door.
But when I unlocked it and walked in everything was normal. Except a note laying on the counter.
Meet me in your bedroom.
Carly followed me into the bedroom and there were roses everywhere. On the bed was another note.
My Jenny deserves an apology.
I looked up and saw Brandon standing there holding a rose.
"I'm so sorry, Jenny. I never intended to hurt you. Can you please forgive me?"
I looked over at Carly who was smirking and waved bye leaving my bedroom and the apartment. Then I looked back at Brandon, his eyes full of hope.
"Of course I can forgive you. You're my best friend."
"Can I be more than your best friend?"
"W-what about Stephanie?"
"She was just an excuse to hide how I really felt."
"How do you really feel?"
"Like this." he said pulling me into a kiss. "I love you Jennifer. I always have. I'm just too stupid to admit it someitmes."
"Wait, you're not drunk are you?"
"No. I'm not. I promise." He brushed his lips against mine.
I couldn't help but kiss him back.
Even if it was one of the many times he would apologize to me for hurting me.
I should always regret the night I met Brandon Flowers at that concert.
But I didn't.
Why?
The moments he was himself, it was perfect.
I haven't listened to The Killers in forever..
Thanks for reading.
~I Met You At A Midnight Show~ Brandon Flowers part 10
I receieved a message from Absol08 telling me that this was a good story and they were wondering if I was going to ever finish it. I thought about it. Considering I used to obssess over Brandon Flowers at one point in time, yes, I want to finish the story. So, here ya go, I'm hopefully bringing back from the dead. Thank you, Absol08. Sorry if it's short.Did you like this story? Make one of your own!
