Ride ➵ Bradley Simpson

chapter three.

Casey's POV.

"Casey!" I heard my mum yell from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm coming," I grunted, slowly walking down wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

"Breakfast is ready," she said with a smile on her face, serving the bacon strips onto plates from the pan.

I slowly looked at the kitchen table where I counted 4 plates. Scratching my head and wiping my eyes again in case the early morning messed up my math skills, I checked again and saw I counted correctly.

"Four plates? Is Alesha home?" I said taking a seat at the table with hope. Alesha and I got on well and I'm not going to lie, I missed the shit out of her.

"No honey, Zach's girlfriend Olivia is over," she said placing her hand on my shoulder then walking out of the kitchen, "Come on you kids!" she yelled out.

I let out a sigh, "of course not," I said under my breath only for me to hear.

While I sat there the my quietness, it was broken to two sets of feet bouncing down the stairs, I turned my body around to see Zach walking into the kitchen with a blonde girl with long wavy hair and green eyes following behind. I couldn't lie, she was pretty, but I wondered why I had never heard of her before.

He took a seat across from me and Olivia took a seat next to him.

Zach sat there and scratched the back of his head, "So, Casey.. this is Olivia," he said awkwardly.

My eyes slowly moved and met hers, she had a big smile on her face and gave me a little wave.

"Hello," she greeted.

"Hi," I said quietly as I shovelled food into my mouth.

"She's a bit... quiet," Zach told Olivia, reassuring her that my attitude towards people was nothing personal.

She turned her head to me and I gave her a weak smile, then going back to my meal of bacon and eggs.

I ate quickly since I never felt comfortable being around people I didn't know, especially in my own home.

"Excuse me," I coughed, standing up from the table and bringing my plate back into the kitchen and into the sink. I walked into the lounge room to find my mum watching the morning news on the couch.

"Mum..." I walked over and sat down next to her, "why is she over?"

"she-"

"wait wait, why was she allowed to stay the night?" I said with raised eyebrows.

"Honey, you don't need to worry about them, Zach said her parents were going through some things and she just needed a night to herself,"

"Yeah.. to herself," I said in quotation marks with my fingers.

"Hey, I made them keep the door open!" she said in defence, raising her hands.

"Alright mum," I laughed shaking my head.

"Besides Casey, I let Bradley stay over don't I?"

Just hearing her say his name made my heart skip a beat and in that moment I really did wish he was over.

"Yeah but..." I choked, "we aren't dating or anything,"

"Whatever you want to call it my dear," she smirked, going back to watching TV.

Of course I thought about Brad and I being more, I thought about it every single day. But what if Brad didn't want that? It was something that my heart begged to know but my mind held me back, not wanting to deal with the heart break if he didn't. I would never change the relationship I had with Brad for anything more or less, it's perfect and he saves me every single day; but I still wonder.

I got up from the couch and made my way back up the stairs and into my bedroom closing the door. Jumping into my bed I grabbed my iPhone to see an unread message from that one person who was just on my mind.

Brad.

B.
Hey Casey, busy today? x

C.
Enlighten me Bradley, do you really think I would be busy? What did you have in mind? x

B.
As cliché as it sounds.. I think it's time for you to learn how to skate.

C.
Okay you've enlightened me, now what are we really doing?

B.
Oh Casey, no girl of mine will not know how to skate ;)

"No girl of mine."

I was his.

Even the smallest things that boy can say... or text... fills my heart with so much warmth. As close as Brad and I are, he still makes me giddy in the inside. It's something I would never wish to change either.

C.
Eh... I don't know about this one Simpson.

B.
See you at 10 xx

I rolled my eyes and turned my phone off. Saturday mornings were made for relaxing, not skateboarding. Or was Sunday made for relaxing? I don't know, either way I normally spend both of them doing nothing productive.

This boy was demanding, he knew how unmotivated I am with everything but he knows that giving me that little push will always end the day with a smile on my face, which put a smile on his. No matter how horribly awful I would feel, or how much pain was inside of me; being around him made everything seem like a massive weight off my shoulders.

He was my rock.

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Howdy :)

Here's a little fact- I haven't had internet but every night before I go to sleep I've been writing these chapters so when I do have internet they'll all be published. While I'm writing this now not even the introduction has been published, but of course if you're reading this then I've gotten internet and here I am!

anywhooo, I hope you're liking it so far! there wasn't a lot of Bradley action in this and I'm sowey. it was just a filler. Also as the story progresses the chapters will get longer :)

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- Brittany