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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📌 Canterbury, England, UK
This busking session was the last I'll ever have with Brad, and, with all honesty, I was going to miss it so much.
I looked at every person who watched Brad as he sang, and I felt nostalgic. If things go according to plan, Would You will be released to the public, and the people passing by Brad now could be the most active streamers when the day comes. If not, however, Brad would always have his memories from busking treasured, and he would remember how all the people watching supported him in his singing career.
"For this last song, I decided to sing a completely different song from my setlist. I just admitted to the girl I love that I love her, and I want to sing about how happy she makes me feel. I dedicate this song to her," Brad said, then he started to strum.
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May
People started clapping along to the song, and I joined them. As Brad sang, he looked at me, but in a way that was not obvious so that no one would know that I was the girl he was talking about. He knew that the last thing I needed was unwanted attention from people, especially those who have connections to the media, with the complicated relationship I have with my father.
I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way?
Brad gave me a subtle wink, then I blushed. Unfortunately, some people noticed, and they were quick to look in my direction. Some of them started to connect the dots, and although I wanted to shyly walk away, I couldn't; I don't want to get lost again, especially since it's the first time that I was visiting the town.
My girl, my girl, my girl Talking' 'bout my girl My girl
To my surprise, a group of people who were looking at me then at Brad encouraged me to stand up, so I did. They offered me an arm, which I took, then they gently led me to the center near Brad, pushing me a little bit toward him so that the crowd will know that he was talking about me. I was about to go back to where I was sitting when someone stopped me, and I knew that I was being pushed toward Brad against my will, so I willingly stood near Brad, who looked at me with a smile as he continued to sing.
I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the trees
Everyone was clapping along louder, and I covered my mouth in joy, hoping to hide the fact that I was as red as a tomato not from embarrassment, but rather from how sweet the entire thing was. Everyone started looking at me, too, but for some reason, instead of feeling anxious since someone might sell the story to TMZ and put my dad in a bad light, I felt comfortable; it felt as if the crowd was reaching out to me, convincing me to do something I didn't know yet.
Well, I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way?
I looked at Brad, and although he seemed more than happy to sing the song to me in front of a crowd, his eyes radiated pain and longing. He likes me and wants to be with me, but I don't like him in the same way he does...and that's how this whole roadtrip will end. The chances of us having an ending better than that relied on how much I loved him, because beautiful relationships are not formed by only one person—it has to be mutual for it to be healthy. In our case, the love Brad felt for me was more than what I felt for him, therefore, the feeling was not mutual for us.
