Why I love you

Dirty Little Secret

The next glorious day came after our eventful night last night so Brad and I decided to go Christmas shopping. I had already given my present to my Family back at home before we left and I have Bradley's families ones but Brad (being the un-organised guy that he is) hasn't got anything yet even though Christmas is a week away. I don't know how he does it because I spend hours carefully picking out the perfect outfit for my sister or the nicest set of sunglasses for my Dad. I know it's not much but to be honest I don't have much money. I guess it's the thought that counts and it's better then nothing at all.

"Good Morning Brown Eyes" I heard someone sweetly whisper into my ear.
I turned over and smiled as Bradley pulled me in for a long morning cuddle. "We got a big day ahead of us" He chuckled as his warm breathe drifted down my back
"A big day of what? Shopping" I laughed as he looked down in shame.
"I'm really hard to go shopping with because everything I see that I like I don't buy because I feel like I don't need it. It's the same with presents, I think to myself 'Do they really need it?' then decide they don't and walk out the shop with nothing."
I looked at him helpfully and then whispered: "It's okay babe, I will help you and make sure you get the best Christmas presents for your family ever! Especially Jessie" I winked at him as Jessie was his dog who is very talented would you know.
"Jessie's not here in America though, she's back home in England being looked after by Connor and James" He sighed as you could tell that he obviously missed his one-of-a-kind dog.
"Exactly" I finally said, " We can get Jessie a Christmas stocking full of doggie treats or an American toy that she will never forget"

We got up out of bed and made our way towards our separate suitcases on different sides of the room to decide on what to where for our first proper day out in America.

My style is kinda gothic because I wear black quite a lot with white and grey but I love all the typical tumblr outfits that are colourful with patterns and number etc. Therefore I'm pretty much an inbetweener when it comes style. I love guys in black skinny jeans as they look super hot and melt my heart whenever they wear them.

Brad on the other side has such a laid back, bad boy look if you know what I mean. He wear leather jackets a lot ( I don't know if it's because of the style of his band called The Vamps or if its because he likes it ). He wears black jeans with usually a plain jumper or a t-shirt or sometimes a sports jersey. I think he likes the same type of clothes on girls? I don't know but sometimes I wear skirts as well as jeans just in case.

After about 10 minutes of deciding, I chose a white jumper with the number '92' written on the front in black. To add to the outfit, a black skater skirt that hangs at quite a reasonable height and black thigh-high socks to go with my nike trainers. To be honest I didn't really know if it looked good but I didn't care what people thought of me when Brad was around because all I care about is what he thinks.
Because of I asked Brad what he thought of my extravagant look.
"Do you like this outfit babe? Be completely honest, I don't wanna look like a complete idiot walking around with such a hottie like yourself" I giggled whilst poking him gently in the belly.
" Ashleigh, Jessica, Rose, Black " replied Bradley pulling be towards him, wrapping his arms around me like walls, " you never ever have to worry about what you look like around me because every single day you look as flawless as the moon and stars in the glittering night sky where as I look like road kill. "
"BRADLEY WILL SIMPSON DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT" I yelled as I throw my pillow at him
" Whoa sleeping beauty calm down. How about we're both as beautiful as each other?" Bradley said exasperatingly before gently kissing me in the cheek
" No bitch I'm way pretty then you " I said jokingly before putting my hand up to his face and turning my back to him.

Bradley took this in the completely right way and took my held-up hand, spun me around and said:
"Okay Cinderella, will this make up your mind?"
I blushed as he kissed me slowly, but then became harder and was soon a passionate make-out session as he pushed me against the wall and ran his nearly sweating hands through my neatly done hair which was now obviously completely messed up but to be honest I didn't mind. I don't think anyone would if a sex god like Bradley was pushing you against a wall, kissing you dramatically.

"Oh and Ash," Bradley said whilst he was still attached to me, " You look absolutely, positively beautiful."
As he was saying this I could tell I was blushing but The Sex God was too busy with my hair and lips to notice ( thank the lord ).

After cleaning ourselves up a bit, we headed off to the mall to pick up some Christmas stuff. The only thing is practically the whole time Bradley's phone was going off and I was a bit confused as he probably wouldn't be texting someone back home because it would coast a fortune so who would he be talking so much too?
He also seemed to be smiling at a text, then would wanna throw his phone in the bin. I tried to ask him why but he just ignored me every time. I just decided to let it go and try not to ruin a beautiful shopping trip.

We walked into Justice to buy a new outfit for his little cousin and another text rung through his phone.
"WHAT THE F-F-f urgh" Bradley screamed at his phone and stormed out of the store. I ran after him dropping everything we had picked out for his cousin to see what was going and I wasn't going to be ignored this time.
" What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed, "You just created a massive scene in front of everyone in that store and now I think one of your youtube fans in the store is crying! Do not ignore me Bradley Will Simpson something is wrong and as I'm your girlfriend I demand to know! "
Bradley looked at me, came really up-close to my face like he was gonna kiss me a said: "It is none of your business Ashleigh. I'm going somewhere" And just walked out of the mall leaving me there with just enough cash to get a taxi home.
This is not how I wanna spend the rest of this holiday.

8 HOURS LATER AT 12:00 AM

Bradley still isn't home and I'm starting to worry about him. I have been playing the events that happened today over and over in my head wondering where it all went wrong.
We started the day perfectly and our little session was a magical fairytale never to be forgotten yet we have ended up like this. How am I supposed to fall asleep knowing my one-and-only could be dead, lying in the streets after being brutally stabbed by someone who started threatening him today.

I guess we'll never know cause he's still not here. Drifting further snd further away from being by my side all night.
Slowly becoming depressed within my own company.
Slowly drifting further and further away from humanity...

Authors Note//
I'm sorry for not posting this yesterday, my wifi was playing up on my iPad and wouldn't let me post it even though I had wrote it.
Anyway, another kinda intimate chapter between Ashleigh and Brad but they was and argument and secret between them... Hmmmm wonder what its about lol.
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Ali x