My Best Friend's Brother

"You smell like cherries."

I could feel the tears coming from the back of my eyes,

"He's dead." I answered sadly looking down at my shoes,

"Oh." I heard Brad say softly, "I'm sorry." He stroked my arm up and down causing goosebumps to appear on it, "For asking." He wrapped his arms around me bringing me into his chest.

"It's not your fault, you just got curious." I said, a few tears slipped onto his tank top, I breathed in the scent of his aftershave as I buried my head into his chest.

"You smell nice." He sighed causing me to laugh slightly, "Thanks, I guess?"

"It's true! You smell like cherries."

"Well, you smell like aftershave..?" I said unsure

"Of course I did." He chuckled lightly, "I had to practically spray everywhere with it."

"O--"

"We want Brad! We want Brad! We want Brad! We want Brad!"

"Do you hear that?" I asked pulling away from the warm, comforting hug

"We want Brad! We want Brad! We want Brad! We want Brad!"

I walked over to the window opening the curtains slightly, I saw a bunch of people standing outside screaming so loudly, they were giving me a headache.

"Uhh..Brad?"

"Yeah?" He said

"You..um..kinda have a mob out there." I said

"What? Really?" Brad came behind me putting his head near my shoulder so he could see out of the window, everybody immediately starting cheering, I quickly closed the curtains.

"Yes, really."