All Chapters of One Of the Guys Part 2: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Brees, you know how I feel about you. All I have ever wanted was you,” he said, grabbing my chin and lifting it slightly. My heart knew that and wanted to believe that, but what I saw with my own eyes was the complete opposite of that.“I don’t know Kee. Seeing you at her house was enough to break me. Why is this so hard? Love shouldn’t be this hard. What we did was special to me. I was ready to risk it all for this relationship. My heart wants you so badly Keegan,” I said.He moved in closer and embraced me, “And you can have me. What’s stopping us from being together again?” he asked.I knew the answer to that question was ISADORA! But I digressed. I let him hold me. I laid my head on his chest. I had hope. I was in love. I needed him. He kissed my forehead gently and brushed my hair back with his fingers. “Damn girl, I love you so much,” he said, pressing his cheek on mine.His thumb went to my lips and traced the misshapen heart that they created. I wanted him to kiss me, but I

(Keegan’s point of view)Going home for Christmas for an entire month was going to be exciting. My roommates Glenn and Cade had already left for the break and I was just waiting on my mom to bring me home. I could not wait to see family, and friends, but most of all I couldn’t wait to see Brees. I knew that we were just friends, but I find myself eager to get home from football workouts just to call her. I linger in her laugh and find the cute nuances of what could have been. My eyes light up when her face appears on my phone. Her cute little freckles sprinkle her nose and cheeks like cinnamon on a latte. The way her head sits slightly tilted while she lays on her bed painting her nails while we talk. It has been like old times. The love we had wasn’t completely lost. I wanted to make things right, but I also knew she was seeing that Jeff kid again. It was my own doing. Had I not let the guys get into my head about her being like a sister to me, I would still be able to call her min

Our laughs simmered to subtle smiles as we were panting from our tickle fight. I instinctively pulled her closer to me. Our eyes searched one another frantically. I wanted her to give me something. Some sort of sign. Some inkling of a spark. Was I imagining this? “I thought you were going to fall,” I whispered, leaning closer. “I appreciate you not letting that happen,” she whispered back, echoing my tone. I looked at her lips. They were beautifully chalked pink from her light colored lip gloss. She smelled so good. She prepped her mouth to say something, but she stopped herself. I pushed her loose curls behind her ear. My hand lingered by her cheek. The silence between us was electrically charged. Neither of us spoke, we just stared at one another longingly. It wasn’t awkward . It was familiar. We both leaned towards one another. Our foreheads pressed against one another. Her eyes flicked towards my lips every few seconds. My hand pressed against her back. I ran my fingers down h

“Kee? Is everything ok?” she asked.“Yes, I just needed to give you this?” I said, handing her the box. She admired it for a moment and then gestured for me to step into her room.“I didn’t think you got me anything,” she said, holding the box closely.“Of course I did. It’s your 18th birthday. That’s special. You’re special,” I said, trying not to make this moment awkward. I closed her door behind me, so that our chatter did not dare wake anyone in the house. I watched her scan the box. Her mind was actively trying to guess what I got her. She opened the top and pulled out the necklace. I could see the confusion on her face as she read the note. I had Jada help me order it. We were still very good friends and she knew how much I wanted Brees back. The necklace had tiny photos of myself and Brees from as young as 7 years old until now. She would need her phone camera to look at them, but she could carry it around wherever she went.I had hoped she missed me as much as I missed her.

Everyone started to come downstairs for breakfast. I saw Brees heading down the stairs. She smiled when she saw me. I gave her a little wave and started to head towards her. I just wanted to embrace her this morning. My mom pulled me back into my seat by my shoulders.”Not this morning Kee. I already told you my expectations,” she warned.I went over to help Baylen sort presents instead. I had to stay away from Brees, There was no way that I would be able to not show my abundant amount of love for this girl if she was in close proximity. “Hey Kee,” Brees said, coming over to the tree.”Oh hey Squirt, can you move over there so you aren’t in the way of us sorting?” I asked, pointing to the couch.Squirt? Really? Why the hell did I just call her that? I made love to this girl last night and here I am calling her Squirt like she is some old pal I played football with. I truly needed this holiday stuff to be over so that I could be with her. I saw the look on her face after I called her