WARNING: the following story contains material that might not be appropriate for all readers. So if you are not allowed to read this, then don't do it!. The following is a fictional story containing guy to guy sex and fantasy's of being with a celebrity, the celebrity being Brian Littrell from the Backstreet Boys. I am a fan of theirs and in no sense is any of this story true. It is just a little fantasy.
You must be 18 or of legal age in your state to read this. So read on and I hope you like it, it is my first time writing a story like this so I hope you all like it.
well, here we are again. During the past week, many people emailed me and told me their comments about the last chapter. I was very glad to read all the good comments that you all made. Thanks!
Anyway, I hope that you like this chapter. I'm already working on the following...
Hope to hear from you all
I woke up the next morning and I realized that I was still by the window. The sun was shinning and it was a great day, although I didn't feel like that at all.
I got up and sat down on the bed again. I looked at the floor and I noticed that Brian's shirt was on the floor. I just grabbed it and held it close to me and I could even smell Brian's cologne. That's when I started crying again.
I cried for a while in silence thinking about Brian. I still wasn't sure what my feelings for Liam were, but I knew I would never ever do anything to hurt Brian. Last night had been a huge mistake, I was probably drunk and I had no idea what I was saying. I knew I had to talk to Brian and talk calmly about the incident.
I picked up the phone from my bed side table and I dialed Brian's number.
It rang for a few minutes but no one picked up. After a few seconds his answering machine answered
"Hello, this is Brian, unfortunately, I can't pick up now. Leave your message ad I'll call you back as soon as I can". After I heard the beep I began speaking
"hi Bri, this is Jack, please pick up" I started and my voice began to break "well, I guess you're not there, well I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what happened last night and I hope we can make up, ok baby?" I said and tears began to run down my face. "I know I screwed up but I promise I'll make it up to you somehow. Well, call me when you get this message, ok?" I finished talking and I put my cell phone down.
I had no idea what was going on through Brian's mind but I knew I had to get a grip and try to fix this mess. I got up and walked to the bathroom. I looked at my face in the mirror and I really looked bad. My eyes were really red from all the crying, I looked like a punching bag. I stepped into the shower and showered.
After a few minutes I was dressed and ready to go. I knew that I couldn't wait for Brian to call because he probably wouldn't, so I decided to go to his place and talk to him.
I walked out of my room and down the stairs. I realized that my brothers were not up yet, but I left the house without telling them anything.
I walked to the garage and I got into my car. I drove away from my home and towards Brian's place. Although he was always on the road and New York was not his favorite city, he had an apartment there. His family lived in Orlando and he visited them once in a while and as often as he could. He had rented that apartment only to be closer to me.
During those past weeks I had tried to be as close as I could to Brian and I had learned many things about him.
I arrived at his place a few minutes later. I parked my car right in front of the building and stepped out of the car. I crossed the street and I rang his bell a few times but nobody answered. I was about to go when Hugh came out. Hugh was the porter's name and he was the one in charge of the building. Since Brian and I had been going out for a long time, he knew me very well and as soon as he saw me he opened the door.
"hello Mr. Brown" he said as he opened the door
"Hi Hugh, what have you been up to?" I said as I went inside.
"not much sir"
"Do you know if Brian is here?" I asked him
"I think he is, I haven't seen him come out this morning" he replied and smiled
"Thanks" I said and walked to the elevators.
I stepped into the elevator and went up to Brian's apartment. I stood in front of his door for a while; I didn't dare to knock on his door. After a few seconds I knocked. I could hear some noise from the inside and after a few seconds Brian opened the door. I could see that he was not that happy to see me, but he still smiled at me.
"Hi Brian, you think we can talk?" I asked him quietly
"Ok, come on in" he said and I went inside.
"I was just making some coffee, would you like some?" he asked as I sat down on his couch and he went into the kitchen
"That would be great thank you" I replied. I wasn't sure what I was going to tell him, but I knew that he was not as angry as he was the night before, so that was a start. After a few minutes he came back holding two cups, he handed me one and he sat down on the couch in front of me holding his.
"I made it just the way you like it" he said as he sat down
"Thanks, that's very nice" I replied as I took a sip of that coffee. It was not the best, but it was good.
"Listen Brian..." I started as I put my cup down "I've been thinking a lot about what happened last night"
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it too" he said in a serious tone.
"Well, let me go first" I told him "I am really sorry for what happened last night and I hope that you can forgive me. I love you very much and I couldn't imagine my life without you, you've become such an important person in my life" I told him and a tear escaped from the corner of my eye. He noticed and he quickly came over and sat down next to me.
"Baby, you know I love you too" he replied as he put his hands on my face.
"Last night I was really upset and I wasn't thinking what I was saying" he told me "I was really upset, because the thought of losing you is unbearable. I love you more than anything in this world" he said as he put his lips on mine. We kissed for the longest period of time.
When we parted our lips, both of us had tears in our eyes. We just looked at each other and we both knew that everything would be right from then on and we kissed again.
A few seconds later, my cell phone rang and we broke our kiss. I answered it and it was my brother John.
"hello?" I asked
"Hi Jack, are you ok?" he asked worried
"I'm perfectly fine, Brian and I just made up again" I replied happily
"oh, isn't that nice" he said and I could see that everybody had heard me.
"So, we were wondering if you were coming over to open the presents or shall we start without you?"
"No, we'll be there in a while"
"Ok, but don't be late, because we haven't had breakfast yet"
"Why don't you have breakfast while I get there?" I asked
"Nah, we'll open the presents then we'll have breakfast all together"
"Ok, than I'm on my way"
"Don't take long"
"I won't, bye" I said as I put my cell phone back in my pocket
"So what did Jacob want?" Brian asked as I put my arms around his neck
"Well, he wants us to go there to open the presents"
"uh!! Presents! I love presents" Brian said excited
"Let's get moving" I told him as I grabbed his hand.
"Ok, ok" he said as we got up from the seat.
We walked out of his apartment and into the elevator. As soon as we were inside the elevator, we started kissing again. I was very happy that we had made up again and until that moment I understood why mum used to say that you don't appreciate what you've got until you see it lost. When Brian and I had just fought, I realized that I loved him way more than I showed him and I guess that in a way, the fight we had had was good, because it made me realize that I really love Brian.
We arrived at my place a few minutes later and I parked the car in the garage. Brian stepped out of the car quickly and ran inside the house, I guess he was really excited about the presents. I just smiled and followed him inside.
My brothers and Jennie were waiting for us in the living room; they were all still wearing their PJ's. Jacob was very happy to see that Brian and I had made up, and so was everybody else.
"Well, I think we can open the presents now!" John said excited
"Yeah, come on everyone" I told them and they all started looking for their presents from under the Christmas tree.
"What did you get me?" Brian asked eager.
"I got you..." I said as I grabbed his present and handed it to him.
"uh, cool!" he said as I handed him the box "I can't wait to see what it is" he said as he ripped the wrapping paper.
"Oh my god" Brian said as he took out his guitar "I love it, thanks J" and he kissed me.
"It's nothing Brian" I replied "but wait, there's still another one waiting for you and it's right there" I said as I pointed to a box from under the tree
"Another one?" he said as he crawled over there and grabbed it
"Yep, another one" I said while he unwrapped it. He took out his coat and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he had liked it a lot.
"Oh dear" he said "this is the best coat ever!"
"Did you like it?" I asked
"Did I like it?, I love it" he replied happily as he hugged me and kissed my lips
"Wait..." I said as I pushed him away a little bit "there is still one more little gift for you"
"Really?, oh my god it's too much"
"But you have to find it, it's somewhere on the Christmas tree" I said as we both looked at the tree.
I had bought a small earring for Brian to wear and I had hung it on one side of the tree and I was hoping that Brian would be able to find it.
"I'll find it right away" he said as he got up from the couch and started looking carefully at the tree. I just sat there looking at him while my brothers opened their presents too. Jennie was just sitting on the couch looking at us. I thought she might have felt a little left out, so I grabbed a small present that I had bought her and gave it to her. At first she was surprised, but then she smiled at me and opened it. It was a gold necklace and I'm sure she liked it.
"Thanks Jack" she said as she looked at me
"Hey, no problem, my brother was supposed to give it to you, but as you can see he's very busy" I told her as we looked at him. John was sitting on the floor unwrapping presents and laughing with my brothers, he really looked like a little boy.
A few seconds later Brian came back holding an earring. I was pretty surprised to see that he had found it, since I had hidden it very well.
"Found it my dear" he said as he put it on "now, I think deserve a kiss"
"Very well then, you've earned it" I said as I got up from the couch and kissed his lips.
Brian broke the kiss and grabbed a couple of boxes from under the tree and handed them to me
"This is for you my darling" he said as we sat down
"Thanks Brian" I said as I started unwrapping the presents. I opened first the bigger box and I really liked what I saw, it was fine silk shirt. It was actually very very nice. I just smiled at Brian and kissed his lips, than I began to open the second box. That box was very small and I had no idea what was in it. As I opened it I noticed that the only item in it was a silver key.
"What is this Brian?" I asked as I looked at the key
"That's the key to my heart darling" he replied and smiled. I thought that it was really corny, but I still smiled
"...and it's also the key to my apartment" Brian told me
"What?" I asked in disbelief
"I think we should move in together"
"Are you crazy?" I asked him as I laughed
"Yes, I'm crazy for you" he said as he kissed my lips. "So what do you say?"
I thought about it for a minute and I wasn't sure what to say. I loved Brian very much but I still had my doubts about moving in with him. Even though we had been dating for a long time now, there were still some aspects of myself that I wasn't sure if I wanted to share with Brian.
"So, what do you say?" Brian asked again.
"Uh, well, Brian, it was a very nice gesture" I began "but are we ready for this?"
"What do you mean?" he asked and I could see his face expression was changing.
"Well, there are some things about each other that we don't know and..." I could see that he looked sad and disappointed about my decision and I guess I felt bad about it, so I agreed "...and that's why I think we should move in together!"
"Really?!!" he said in a happy tone
"Yes" I told I and he immediately hugged me and kissed me.
I knew that I had taken a very important decision without thinking it over properly, but in the end, it was Brian, the man of my life and I loved him. I knew we'd get along just fine and it could actually be fun, to wake up with him every day. I was starting to look at it, from another perspective; if I lived with Brian, I would be able to see him more often even though I worked, I would come home to find him and I would leave for work in the morning and I would see him too.
I remembered then that Brian had told me that we had to catch the plane that afternoon. We were going to visit his parents and I was actually looking forward to it.
"I think we should get going Jack" Brian said as he looked at his watch
"Where you going?" Jacob asked
"I'm going to meet his parents" I replied
"oh, that's nice" John said
"Well, why don't you stay here Bri while I pack" I told him as I walked up the stairs.
"Ok, baby, but don't take long" he said
"I won't"
I went into my room and grabbed a suitcase from the closet. I wasn't sure what I should pack. I grabbed a couple of pants and a few shirts. I also grabbed some shorts and sweaters. I was packing up really quickly since I knew we didn't have much time. I grabbed my suitcase and then I walked out of my room.
Once downstairs I started to say goodbye to the family. Brian followed me.
"Have fun and don't be naughty" John whispered in my ear as he hugged me
"I will" I said and be both giggled and then Jacob came over
"Well, I hope to see you before I go back to England"
"You will, I promise" I told him as I hugged him
"You two behave" Paul said as he hugged me "don't get into trouble"
"We won't don't worry" I replied and we smiled at each other
"Jennie it was pleasure meeting you" I said as I walked over to her and hugged her
"Thanks for everything jack" she said as she kissed my cheek.
Brian grabbed my suitcase as we walked out the door. In front of my home there was a cab waiting for us.
"I called a cab while you were packing" Brian said proudly
"uh, very thoughtful" I replied as we stepped into the cab. I looked at my house again and everyone was still outside looking at us. I just waved at them and then the cab drove off.
We made our way into the airport in no time. We went to check in my luggage since Brian wasn't carrying any
"Why didn't you bring anything?" I asked him
"Well, we're going to my house, why should I pack clothes?"
"Ah, right, I get it" I said as we continued walking towards the airplane.
We boarded the plane fairly quickly and I was sitting by the window while Brian sat by the aisle. Brian kissed my lips and after a few seconds the plane took off.
"So Brian, you've never told me how you became a singer?" I asked him
"It's a long story" he said as he smiled
"We've got time" I said
"My mom worked at a church, where I grew up actually. As a young boy, I ate, drank and slept church whether I liked it or not I'd rather be playing on Sundays, but it grew on me and I think it had a lot to do with the way I live my life now." Brian started explaining me a lot about his childhood.
He explained that ever since he was little, he would run around singing and being a comedian and making everybody laugh. His mom and dad both sing like birds, so they would sing in church all the time. Ever since kindergarten, he would always be involved in the children's chorus at church, and he was always singing up on stage. He was about six or seven years old when he did my first solo in front of a congregation at the church. That was a church that had like 4,000 members; it would only have had about 1,500 at the services on Sunday morning. But that was a big fear for a six or seven year old! He is very shy around people that he doesn't know, but once he gets to know a certain person, he can relax and then he turns into a ham.
Brian is very timid when it comes to meeting people. He kind of clams up really easy. He grew up in a house in Lexington. His brother and him get along -- back then, three years was a lot of difference in their ages. Brian was born with a heart murmur and he has a hole in my heart. At the age of five, he was diagnosed with a disease of the blood and the heart; they call it a staph infection. He went through the first five years of my life without knowing I had this heart murmur.
"Oh my god darling, I didn't know that" I told him
"Few people know about it" he assured me
"How did it happen?" I asked
"The way it happened was.." he began telling me the story
"One day when I was five I was riding my Big Wheel down the street and I hit this curb and kind of flipped over and skinned my knee. That's where the infection set in" he explained "but no one knew at the time"
When he got his Big Wheel home, he got a cookie and a kiss from his mom and he was fine. Then about two weeks later he had an accident over at his grandfather's house: he slipped and fell on the concrete and kind of knocked his head really well, so his mom was worried about him having a concussion or something. That's when they took him to the hospital. During that last two weeks, the infection had set in.
"It's a miracle that I had a second accident, so they could get me to a hospital and discover the infection because other than that I was a healthy five year old by appearance" he said
"I know, that was just god's will" I told him
"I never had any disabilities; I was always able to run with the other kids. But that's when they hospitalized me for two months. I remember it very well. I used to dream about it, I have a lot of bad memories about it, because of how unhealthy I was and how the infection had set into my blood. I was very weak and very pale. I just didn't have any strength. I would have to be pushed around in a wheelchair. Eventually I was able to push my little IV and walk up and down the hallways. This disease that I had is fatal and I had a zero chance of living. The doctors told my mom and dad to go ahead and make funeral arrangements, because "your son is going to pass on." And my mom...I'm the baby of the family, and it was so hard for her to fear with. Us being big in the church she asked for help from the church and from family, and the time went on, I was on certain medication, but nothing really could stop this infection. As time went on, however, the infection started to disappear and it went away! I thank God for that experience. I know that it was a miracle. There's no medicine that could keep me on this earth. I'll never forget something that my mom said when I was 10 or 11: 'You know Brian, when you were in the hospital I was holding on to you for dear life, because I wanted to keep you here with me so bad...you're my baby and I needed you. I finally realized that God has different means.' She realized that I was a blessing in her life, and she had to let me go, if it was my time" Brian told me
"Wow, that I such a great story" I said
"I know, that's why I've been always a believer because what happened to me was a miracle"
"You're right Brian" I told him as I kissed him
"But let me finish..." Brian continued
That night when his mother made that prayer, she gave him up. She said 'Whatever happens happens, if it's meant to be.' And from then on, Brian started slowly to get better and recover. The doctors told his mom and dad that if he did live...Brian wouldn't be able to do anything. Coming from a protective family, he came out of the hospital like a rampage, because he was feeling a lot better. It still took some time to get all of his strength back, doing everything that he had done in the past...being little, it didn't limit him to anything. His first live in sports was soccer, and soccer deals with a lot of running. They lived right behind the church, in the split level that he grew up in.
His church was fairly large and they had a whole football field. Every summer they had a little soccer camp for kids his age and little bit younger, and he would always try and get out there and play with them. His mom and dad were very protective in letting him do certain extra curricular activities that dealt with a lot of running, though, any cardiovascular stuff, any stress that your heart goes under. His heart being weak at the time, his parents were scared. They never let him play soccer, so he eventually picked up a basketball and he played for the church league with all his high school buddies. In basketball, you do as much running as in soccer, it's crazy. Ever since then, he really got into it, and he never had any problems.
A couple years after he got out of the hospital, he was growing, and his parents slowly let him do what he wanted to do. Every year since then, he attended the University of Kentucky Medical Center just one time a year. He'd go back to the same doctors that he'd grown up with. They were still there and they would check his heart and do EKGs and CAT scans. And every year they say the hole is getting smaller! Having that experience made it a closer relationship with his family, with his brother, with all his friends at church, the whole church itself, with God. Growing up with that in mind, he stuck to his guns when peer pressure came around in middle school to do what everybody's doing. Instead of going out and partying, he was always at a Wednesday church service.
"I'm not saying that I was the best kid in the world, because everybody has flaws. But it just made me a better person; I was more proud of what I was doing. And when the singing came along with it, the older I got, the more I realized that maybe God kept me on this earth so I could use the gift that he gave me to be a singer, to be an entertainer." Brian told me
"I totally agree with you" I told him
"Today, I have no physical limitations"
"I can back you up on that, you have no physical limitations" I said and we both laughed
"Seriously" Brian continued his story "I look back on the experiences and I've learned from the past and I've put into everyday life. It's just an experience that you can't get rid of, that you have to tune around and use to your benefit."
"I know Brian, you're a lucky man" I assured him "but anyway, Bri, why did you start singing?"
He then explained me then in elementary school and middle school the girls were like, 'Oh you sing? Big whoop.' In church it was, 'Man, you're good, you have a really nice voice,' and that was pretty much it. He would get compliments like that, but it never really set in. He always knew he wanted to sing, but he never really took it seriously until my junior year of high school. My school had a talent show...A girl and him got up there and sang a spiritual song in front of the school-I mean the whole school was there. It was a song called, 'Another Time, Another Place.' She came on and sang her first line and then Brian came into the song.
"I get like two or three words out of my mouth, and right then is when all the girls in the audience, start to scream!" Brian said and laughed
"I mean, I was all decked out in a suit and tie, and there were spotlights, so I couldn't even see the audience, because the lights were so bright. I heard the first three words I sang and then I couldn't even hear myself. It just blew me away. I was like, 'Oh my Goodness!' I had just gotten out of my chorus class earlier in the day and I was a nobody. But yet, when I stepped up on-stage and got behind those lights it was totally different. I was just an instant star. I think that was the point in my life when I knew that if I could pull something off like that with my peers, then there definitely had to be people out in the world like it as well. And from then on, it was such a rush! I had a lot of girl friends in school" Brian told me
"So you were a heartbreaker?" I asked and smiled
"Yeah, something like that" Brian replied and blushed
"So tell me about your relationships as a young singer" I asked
"I didn't have many I just had a few. One of my relationships lasted like three months and three days in my junior year in high school. I went out with this girl who was going to a different church, and I started going to church with her and getting involved in her youth group. I'd liked her since 9th grade and she would never give me the time of day, and then finally in my junior year she noticed me and I'm like,' I can't believe...' I think I learned from the experience, I think I was just infatuated with her, because she was a very pretty girl and when I found out about her inner self, I wasn't that attracted to her anymore. My friends had been saying, 'She's so mean, she's not personable, she doesn't talk.' I was just like, 'I just love her to death!' Then I finally got my chance and it just didn't turn out. When I look back on it, it was just an experience. We always had to take out the trash and run the dishwasher, because my mom and dad worked at the time"
"But you're gay" I told him
"Yeah I am, but back then I had not realized about it and maybe that's why it didn't work out between us" he said and sighed
Growing up, Brian's mom was always involved with the church. When he was dealing with the stuff in the hospital, they were all surviving off his dad's income. Brian always had everything I needed: But when he was 16, he wanted a car. His older brother was 19 and he was driving a little, old car that he was paying for because he was working a job.
"I was like I want to be like that, have a car, go on dates, do what I want to do' And so for a year I was debating with my mom because she was like You're not getting a car until you get a job, save some money, put a nice down payment on it and pay it off' So I did it!" Brian said proudly
"How did you get the money?" I asked interested
"That's where Long John Silver's came in, it's a fast food chain. I worked there for about a year and a half. I was saving money, showing some responsibility, working, keeping up with my school work and church, trying to manage all of my time; trying to venture off into adulthood. I proved to my mom that I was reliable and that she could trust me. I believe you have to work hard." Brian commented
"Yes, you're right, if you really want something you have to work hard for it" I told him
When they had family outings, Kevin would always go hang out with his brother. It was like his brother and he were real tight, because they were the same age. Brian was the baby of the family...His brother sings also, but he doesn't really sing the pop, R&B style Brian has; he likes heavy metal, rock 'n roll. They would get together and sign and pretend they were rock stars and Brian's brother would beat on the drums.
"My brother never took it seriously like I didn't really take it seriously until I was just thrown into it" Brian said
"How did you become a Backstreet Boy?" I asked
"Well, that's a similar story and I love it" Brian replied
"Everyone knows about the day Kevin called me from Orlando for Backstreet Boys. I was sitting in my US History class, it was the last class of the day, 6th hour, and it was April 1993... So I get home and right when I walk in the door I'm like, ' Mom I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell ya!' and she was like, 'Yeah, Kevin called about the group and told me all about it,' and I was like, 'what?!' He had called both my parents, given them all the low down and I was the last one to hear about it. I was just in disbelief! I was like, there's no way! This can't be happening!" Brian said enthusiastically
I understood then that since the beginning Brian had been really into the band and I was happy for him.
"My mom's main concern was my education... So she got on the phone and talked to Denise, AJ's mom, and Denise told her about the tutor, home schooling, how they go about their days getting their studies done. And if everything worked out, then I would just fall right in with AJ and Nick and be tutored together with them. That was her main concern, and it was all worked out.
To make a long story short, we talked to management that night and they said, 'You gotta get down here and audition. We've heard a lot of great things about you and you gotta give it a shot!' I was on a plane at 6am the very next day! I flew down to Orlando by myself. Kevin and a limo were there to pick me up at the airport. My jaw was hitting the floor. I was scared half to death. Here I was and hours before I was talking to him on the phone! Now I'm down in Orlando, I'm in a limo...I was like, 'Whoa, what have I gotten myself into? Here I am, from Lexington, a middle class guy who is growing up and worked hard and pow, overnight my life has been changed.' Right when I met management I was like, 'This is for me, I can fit into this, I love this.' It was nothing like I had expected. I accepted it to be all formal, 'cause I had never auditioned for anything. I didn't know what it was going to be like."
"Wow, that sounds really cool Brian, bet you enjoyed it a lot" I told him and kissed his cheek
"Yes, I love being in the Backstreet Boys! I wouldn't change a thing in my life! It's a blessing, I thank God for everything"
I guess Brian felt about singing exactly the same way I felt about being a designer. I just loved making clothes for other people to wear.
Without noticing time went by and we had already arrived to Florida. I was very excited that I was finally going to meet Brian's family. The plane landed and then we walked out of the plane and into the airport. I felt very happy because I had heard some things about Brian's life that I had never asked him about and I guess he also felt good that I asked him.
Maybe that's just the way I am, because I had not noticed that I didn't know many things about his life and he probably knew all about mine. We grabbed my suitcase from the luggage platform and then we walked out of the airport. Surprisingly there were lots of paparazzi outside the airport waiting for Brian, so as soon as they saw him they literally jumped onto him. They were taking pictures of him and asking an awful lot of questions. I just stood next to him and watched. Brian said a few things but I couldn't hear them very well and I was about to stop a cab when I overheard my name
"...and he is my boyfriend Jack Brown!" Brian said loudly as he pointed at me. I just turned around and looked at him. Soon, all the cameras were taking photos of me; I was not sure what to do, so I smiled a little bit. Brian came over and hugged me; he then kissed my lips for all to see!
I stood there with all the people looking at me. I just took off my sunglasses and smiled at the cameras.
"You're the bsb's and nsync's personal assistant aren't you?" a man asked
"Yes, that's right" I assured him
"How long have you been together?" a woman asked
"We've been together a few months now" I replied. They asked a few more questions and then I decided it was time to go.
"Well, we've gotta go now" I said as I pulled Brian into a cab. People kept taking photos of us as we drove off.
Brian gave the driver directions to his parents place; meanwhile I put my sunglasses back on and looked out of the window. Brian and I stayed silent for the whole journey; I guess we were quite tired from the flight.
A few minutes later the cab stopped in front of a quite big house. I stepped out of the car and stared. The house looked so pretty from the outside that I couldn't wait to see it from the inside. It had a creamy color and it had lots of flowers on the sides of the path that led to the front door. The front door was lovely as it had a beautiful stain glass window.
"Nice isn't it?" Brian said as he grabbed my hand
"Yes, it's actually very pretty" I replied as I took off my sunglasses.
We both walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. I was really looking forward to that reunion with his parents...
Well, that's it for this chapter, all the feedback is welcome, just write to:
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bye for now
"Enjoy life and always be yourself"
Jack