My Best Friend and I. (Best Friends series). Book 1

CHAPTER ONE

Leah's pov,

Ten years ago, flashback

I was swinging on the swing in the central Park's playground when he passed by. He didn't pay attention to where he was going hence, he hit his foot on a huge Stone and fell down. He cried out in shock and I rushed towards him.
  "Hey, are you alright?". He shook his head.
  "Come on, my mom can help you. She's a nurse". He nodded so I put my arm around his waist and helped him as he limped.
  "Mom! Come help!" She looked towards us and ran over
  " Oh honey! What happened?"
I shrug, "he hit his leg"
  "Okay, let's fix you, yeah?" He nodded. She brings out her first aid kit from her bag (she never leaves home without it) and fixed him.
  "Thank you" he spoke for the first time, she just nodded and replied, "you're welcome honey" and left. He turned his startling green eyes my direction and thanked me to which I nodded. He brought his hand forward,
" Brandon" and I took it,"Leah". He became my friend ever since.

Present day,

My phone woke me up with its incessant ringing, "Meant to be" and I knew exactly who was calling so I picked,
 
"What do you want, Brandon?"

He chuckled,
"good morning baby. It's already 7:00am meaning you'll be late for school if you don't get your cute ass out of bed and Happy birthday!!"

I squealed, "it's my birthday??!!"

He laughed,
"check your calendar baby?"

I look quickly, April 21st, yup my birthday.
  "I'm eighteen!!"
I shout jumping on my bed.

Brandon just keeps on laughing.
 
"Yes, you are. Now, stop jumping and get ready. I'm picking you up in thirty."
 
"Yes, see you later and I'm not even going to ask how you know I'm jumping."

"Yes, don't do that, now get ready."
 
"Bye, Brandon."

I hung up rolling my eyes. I did my daily routine which consisted of me using the bathroom, showering, brushing my teeth and putting on my clothes in twenty minutes. Yeah, I'm that kind of girl. I don't put on make-up because Brandon says I look beautiful without it, so yeah.

Anyway, I go downstairs to my dining to hear my family shout,
 
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!"

I squeal and laugh, then proceed to hug everybody.
 
"Thanks, everyone. Morning, Mum, Dad."

I kiss their cheeks and then gave my brother, Adam, a high five.
 
"Sup, Damon" my brother's friend.

"Fine babe"

I rolled my eyes
  "I'm older than you squirt"

He snorted.

I go to the fridge and get a bottle of water then grab a granola bar.
 
"I'm heading out. Brandon's going to get here any minute".
 
"Okay honey. Don't forget to invite your friends for your party tomorrow evening". My mom spoke.
 
"Sure Mom"
I replied then my phone pinged, I look at it.
 
"Okay, Brandon's here. See you later." I say walking out and receiving a chorus of 'byes'.

I got out to see Brandon leaning against the car and walk to him.

"Hey Brandon" I say hugging him.

He kisses my forehead,
"Hey baby. Happy birthday."

I blush.

"Thanks and stop calling me that."

He chuckles opening passenger front seat for me.

"But you're my baby." I pout.

"I'm eighteen now. I'm not a baby."
He smiles going to his own side and get in.