Without even thinking twice, I showered, then out put on clean cloth. I can't go see her in my usual boring cloth.

What am I even doing? Why am I so interested in my appearance? I'm just talking to Brinley. It's no big deal. Is it? Why am I even going? She will probably just shut me off, and I'll end up looking like a complete idiot. Not that I'm not already.

Grow some balls.

I heard my inner voice. Yes. Okay I'll do it.

But what am I even gonna say? ' I'm sorry for doing that for the millionth time, I actually really need you' that sounds so lame.

Very slowly I walked to her house. My palms were getting sweaty. Why am I nervous? Again it's no big deal. It's just Brinley, I just have to be cool.

Once I got there, a lump formed in my throat, seeming like my hand controlled itself, it started knocking the door. Then realization hit me.

Why am I fighting so hard for this? It goes against what I think. Besides, I wasn't wrong with what I told her. She should be the one apologizing for taking me to that stupid party. I need to leave before anyone answers the door.

My hands turned into fists as I took steps away from the door, then turning away, when the door opened. I hoped they wouldn't see me, but there was no way I could hide.

"Garrett?" I heard a soft voice say. It's her. What do I do now? Of course she saw me I can't leave now.

"What are you doing here?" Shit. I have to answer right?

"I was just walking by, the usual." I shrugged. Great, I'm handling it good.

"So you did not knock on my door?" I saw her raise an eyebrow. Of course she heard the knock, that's why she answered.

Stupid Garrett.

"Fine, yes. I- knocked on the door. I came to.... talk." Why do I keep stuttering? Now she's looking weirdly at me. Like I'm an alien or something.

"If you came to apologize, please save it Garrett, I've had enough of that." She crossed her arms over her chest.

I saw the bored expression on her face. She is really done with me. I ruined the only friendship I've had. Now I can't seem to get it back...

"I- know. I'm an asshole, what I did wasn't correct, Brinley but I was mad, I did not mean it. Look, I need you okay. Every time anything happened I could just think of telling you, but I couldn't. Please give me one last chance." My voice was shaky the entire time, I couldn't control it.

Her expression didn't change, she only sighed, and I patiently waited for an answer.

"One last chance. You do this again and I'm done with you Garrett Matthews." I smiled a little once I realized she's willing to be my friend again.

I don't know what took me over, but once I heard those words, all I could do was pull her into a hug. I never do that, but I was happy I did.

I'm happy we are friends again. But something still feels weird. And I don't know what it is.

Brinley's P.O.V.

I was finishing a painting, when I heard a knock on the door, Since I was still in my pjs basically, I changed into some jeans and a white t-shirt before walking towards the entrance.

My heartbeat stopped once I opened the door, and saw who was there. No other than Garrett. Why is he here?

At first I wasn't interested in listening him. But then, he said how much he needed me. My heart started beating faster. Could it be he's falling for me? No... he would never.

Then I did the same thing I did twice before. I forgave him. How could I not? I need him as much as he needs me. I tried everything to stop myself from thinking about him, but it was useless.

My daydreaming was interrupted my a slender body crashing into mine, then slender arms wrapped around me, making me even more nervous than before.

After a few minutes I finally broke off the hug, our faces were inches away, all I did was stare right into his eyes, for some reason I just couldn't stop.

After what felt like an eternity, I broke the eye contact between us, My breathing became heavier, from all the nervousness. And before everything got even more awkward I cleared my throat.

"So... Do you want to come in?" I asked softly. But my mind was focused on his eyes, how deeply he stared At me.

"Yeah, sure." He said, then we both Went in. As I tried to control my breathing.

He looked around as if it was the first time he had been here, this time looking closer at everything.

As I saw him, observing everything, all I could think about was about the hug he gave me. There was something so genuine in him, I didn't feel last times we had shared an embrace.

His eyes shined differently, happier than I had ever seen him. Even happier than when he talks about science. He's happy. This apology, is genuine. He is actually sorry, and willing to try to make everything better.

And that's how I knew things would be different from now on.