Internet Love 3 || Bradley Will Simpson [edited]

Chapter 8 [edited]

No good in goodbye - The Script

Rose

My head was resting on someone's chest when I felt that this someone was playing with my hair. Duhhh ! Why am I calling someone someone ? The someone has to be Nathan, hasn't he ?

I was too lazy to open my eyes, so I still let Nathan play with my hair. Nathan doesn't often play with my hair in the morning. He only does this when he has slept very well. Well, that's strange. I do remember that he was angry about something yesterday.

Nathan placed some kisses on my head and I giggled quitetly, because it tickled me.

" Please stop! Your kisses woke me up ! " I said while I was giggling and I opened then my eyes.

This chest isn't the Nathan's one. Nathan's body is never that warm and that comfortable.

I pushed myself away from this slightly well-toned body and looked then its "owner".

" BRADLEY ?! " I said shocked.

Now I do remember everything! I must have fallen asleep while I was taking care of him.

" Good morning, beautiful " he said and I was still shocked.

" Did you go to the gym ? " I suddenly said and I put shocked my hand on my mouth. Why did I ask him that ? I should have asked him if he was fine or if he remembered anything from yesterday. But not that stupid question!

Bradley shook smiling and confused his head and answered then.

" Why are you asking me that ?"

" Uhm . . . I'm . . . this was a stupid 'Good-morning-question' " I stuttered and made a big space between us.

" How do you feel ? " I asked him after some seconds of silence.

" Great ! Well, not that great, because I have a terrible headache. " Brad told me and I looked at him.

I leaned over to him to touch his forehead when Brad put his arms around my waist.

" Brad what on earth are you doing ?! Put your arms away ! "
I said angrily. It's obvious that his fever is away.

Bradley put his arms away and I got up.

" Where are you going ? " he asked me.

" To my boyfriend. Where I should actually be. " I slipped into my slippers and went then to the door which diveded the bedroom from the small living room.

" Do you remember that one day when I brought a big table next to your bed and prepared a big breakfast for you ? "

I smiled but didn't turn around to show Brad that I did remember.

" Rose ? "

" Stop Brad. . . Stop remembering the past. . .Past is past. " I told him without facing him and entered then the other room in which Nathan was.

I closed the door after me and saw then Nathan dressed in new clothes and sitting on the sofa.

" You have already showered ? " I asked him nervously.

" Don't say anything! I saw how you have slept on Bradley's chest. I saw at night how his fucking arm was resting around your waist. I saw how well you two have slept. " Nathan said angrily.

" I really wanted to come here, but then Bradley started to talk, because of his fever and I listened to him and then after having changed the towel , I guess, I felt asleep. This wasn't my fault ! "