AU || Cairo Lucia Santiago is on break from university. Bradley Will Simpson wants to get his big break in the music industry. Together, they go on a roadtrip around the UK, where they busk their hearts out and discover more about their lost selves...
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📌 Dorset, England, UK
Luckily, we were able to make it to the place where Brad wanted to busk, and there were many people walking around, so we were hoping to make the most out of today.
As usual, Brad sang for the people, I looked over and made sure everything was going smoothly, and some of his audience filmed him live. After the gig, we were able to make just enough, then the people who put Brad live introduced themselves as fans who were ecstatic to see that he went to their hometown. After they took pictures with Brad, he walked over to me and helped me pack everything.
"Well, that's the gig. Where do you want to go next?" Brad asked me, then I shrugged.
"I don't know. All I know is that there are beaches here somewhere along with some castles, really," I said, then Brad was about to speak when a man who towered over us cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, Bradley, but I just went by here to say that I stumbled upon your set and I'm impressed. Your voice was spectacular," the man said to Brad, who stood up.
"Thanks a lot! That's quite nice of you to say. How do you know my name?"
"I asked one of the people who took pictures with you. They said your name was Bradley Simpson and that I should check you out, since you are in need of fans from an older, male demographic?" The man said, his body language clearly implying that he was joking, and Brad replied with a chuckle.
"I'm charmed. It's a pleasure to meet you..." Brad trailed off when he realized that the man hasn't introduced himself yet.
"James. James McVey," James said as he brought his hand out, then they shook hands.
"James. Welcome to the fandom, I guess?" Brad joked, then James laughed.
"Actually, I wanted to ask if you take last-minute bookings? My wedding singer fell ill, and I really need to book someone to sing on my wife—sorry, fiancée and I's first dance tomorrow. I'll pay you double, if I have to," James said, then I stood up after zipping Brad's guitar case closed and grabbing it with me.
"First off, congratulations on the wedding, and, to address your concern, it depends. At what time will the wedding take place?"
"Thank you. It's tomorrow afternoon, but you will be performing at around 8 PM, so you can just go on that time if you need to practice and stuff," James said, then Brad looked at me with a slight frown.
"If we take this gig, can we still catch your flight?"
"I mean, my flight is still three days away, and it's at night, so it depends on where else you were planning to perform?" I asked Brad, then I looked at James, who was a little confused.
"Oh, sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet. Hi, I'm Cai Santiago, Brad's temporary assistant and roadtrip buddy. Brad's been busking all around the country, and I tagged along. I'm supposed to go home three days from now," I said as I brought my free hand out, then James smiled as he shook my hand.
