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4 years before the accident

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bella's point of view

Lucy, Kirstie and myself are sitting watching the boys rehearse. Tonight they are performing there first ever headline show which is super exciting I'm so so proud.

I grab my phone looking at Kirstie's story I groan.
" I can't believe you posted that I look horrible" I screw my face up in disgust.

" no you do not I'm happy your in more photos now it's definitely since that one came into your life" Kirstie smirks pointing at Brad. I try hide my smile as I push my phone back into my pocket.

I giggle at Brad jumping around the stage telling us his jokes to an empty room.

" thank you and goodnight" he says into the mic.

" WOOOOOO" me Lucy and Kirstie shout jumping up and clapping making all four of the boys burst out laughing. I head over to Brad.

" hey you" he grinned pulling me into a hug.

" hey" I smiled leaning into his arms.

" do you wanna grab some food before the show ? There is a place around the corner ?" Brad asks I nod excitedly bitting down on my lip.

" we are just gonna get some food see you guys later" Brad says intertwining our fingers. I give his hand a wee squeeze.

" alright love birds" Tristan smirks I stick my tongue out at him making him chuckle.

I grab my bag and we head in the direction of the restaurant Brad was talking about. We both get a table and order some food.

I notice Brad's hand is shaking as he lets go of my hand.

" B are you okay?" I ask him as I reach for his hand which is now really clammy.

" Bella I can't I can't breath" Brad looks up at me helplessly. I brush my thumb across his knuckles as he held his chest trying to catch his breath.

" Brad look at me I'm right here" I whisper lifting my free hand and place it on his cheek. He looks at me then clenches his eyes shut but quickly opens them again. I feel him squeeze my hand tight. As his eyes don't leave mine.

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