A/n: Tom can, so his characters can as well. 😅😁 Unless some can't...? 🤔 No, not possible.
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Y/n was the girl across the street from our house in London. She was Bradley's best friend. And who am I? Just Caleb. Brad's younger brother whom he neglected, and for what? Okay, maybe I'm being over dramatic. But still.
"Hey boys!" Y/n called out stomping the snow off her boots at the door mat in front of our door. She closed the door behind her just as Brad's footsteps came bounding down the stairs. I watched as they embraced each other. "Hey Bradley." Y/n said happily.
"Hey. How's everything going?" I rolled my eyes at his simp question.
"Bradley. You saw me yesterday." She rolled her eyes at him then moved towards me. I knew what she was going to do. I sprinted up the stairs and ran into my bedroom. She wasn't giving me one of those evil hugs. Not like she did yesterday. I shuddered at the thought of the brief torture. Was I being overdramatic? Maybe. But that was my job.
Y/n's POV:
Caleb was... Interesting to say the least. I'll never know why he didn't ever like my hugs. I just shrugged as he sprinted up the stairs. Bradley laughed. "Are you laughing at me?" I acted hurt."It's just - your face - and Caleb-" then he started laughing again. I rolled my eyes and punched him on the shoulder. I gave him a look of, "am I funny now?" And he shrugged. Then he motioned for me to follow him so I did. "Where're we going?" I asked him. He didn't say anything so I kept following him. He gave me one of his coats as he slipped one on as well. "You already have shoes on so... Come on." He led me out to the roofed deck in the backyard. I looked down and saw that he only had a pair of socks on... And sandals. I smiled to myself. He was comfortable enough around me to do things he otherwise wouldn't do. I sat down on one of the patio's heated chairs and relaxed. "So what are we doing?" I asked.
"I want to do something for you. And... I didn't want Caleb to see." He responded. I giggled. Ah, Caleb, of course. He looked at me and smiled sheepishly. I smiled back at him in an understanding way. "Okay. Here we go." He mumbled. I watched in curiosity as he took a deep breath and grabbed the guitar off a stand that I didn't even notice before. He sat down next to me and began plucking the strings. "I found myself alone in the wilderness," he began to sing. I gasped slightly; his voice sounded so angelic. "Lost unable to find my way. And then you came along, and pulled me along and I found the path again," I had never heard that song before. And I had heard a lot of songs. "Now I'm paying my debt I owe to you. Remembering my promises I made to you. Helping each other as two. I have you and you have me let's make it through this baby. Together as one. Hmmm." As he hummed I felt tears well up in my eyes. I never heard the song before because he made the song. And it was also very short. After he finished the musical interlude he stopped playing. "That's it?" I asked, dazed by the beauty.
"Yeah. I might add on more later though..." He responded placing the guitar across his lap. "Did you like it?"
"No," I responded. His face fell. "I loved it! I didn't know you could sing, or write, or even play! It was beautiful. Thank you Bradley." I threw my arms around him. I pulled back and we made eye contact. I found myself lost in his mesmerising brown orbs. He looked at my lips and moved towards me ever so slightly. I leaned forward as well. We crept slowly closer, our noses almost touching. And just as our lips were about to meet I heard the sound of a door sliding open. "YOU CAN SING?" It was Caleb. Of course it was. We quickly moved away from each other. "And ewww. What were you guys doing? About to kiss? Eww! I'm telling!" Bradley tried to stop him, but it was way too late. Caleb was already on the phone inside of the house. I just laughed. "Are you laughing at me?" Bradley mimicked me from earlier. Two could play that game. "It - it's just your face! And Caleb's reaction. 'You can sing?!' It - it's-" I started laughing over dramatically for no reason.
"Ha ha. Very funny Y/n." I stopped and stood up.
"I like your voice Bradley. And I was so with Caleb on this. 'You can sing?!' Priceless. See ya tomorrow." I waved to him. Yup, Bradley can sing indeed.
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