Laura's povOf course my mom thought I would be okay with temporarily moving into someone else's house so she checked me out of the hotel when Brady's mom called her without even asking me. When we got to the hotel my luggage was waiting in the lobby. That's when it really set in this was in fact the situation I working with.
Every girl at his school would probably fight to the death for a chance to live with him but I found myself dreading it, mostly because the entire drive Brady was silent in the front seat, clearly mad that I was intruding.
When I got to their house my luggage was handed off to Brady to put in my room, we had dinner and it was 20 minutes of small talk between me and Brady's parents.
Brady's brother conner seemed really nice, though he kept whispering things to Brady but he stopped after Brady hit him, I had a feeling I knew what he was making jokes about but I played dumb and did my best to not look as anxious as I was.
After dinner Connor showed me my room, just as he was about to leave he turned back "Hey I can tell by you that you're a little nervous but don't worry, Brady just gets... shy. If you have any questions send them my way. I'm going out tonight but I will give you my number."
Connor gave me his number to message him any questions and I was really appreciative. I asked him what his parents names were before he left and now that I know they are Alice and Theo I feel a little bit more relaxed.
I got into my pyjamas at around 8pm, when I was washing my face I got water all over my pyjama top making it EXTREMELY see through, as I was drying it with a towel I felt a throb in my head. I had been ignoring this headache all day but I knew it had gotten to the point that I couldn't sleep it off. I didn't want to worry Alice so I used my lifeline.
I was about to open the door to go on my venture to Conners room but then I looked down at my still very see through shirt and couldn't take the risk.
I saw a grey tshirt on the bathroom floor and put it on hoping and praying that nobody would see me.
I went into the room and looked around the dresser but there were so many clothes and random things on it that I couldn't find anything that looked like tablets, I went over to his desk to check and that's when I noticed his computer screens.
On one it was a paused game of fortnight and on the other it was... a twitch livestream?
I looked closer and saw that the stream was just someone standing there from the neck down, that's when I looked down at myself and realised
I was the one on stream.
I WAS IN BRADYS ROOM
without hesitation I bolted out, shut myself in my room and sank to the floor. After some thought I realised I could be fine. My face probably wasn't shown and maybe Brady won't read the chat, or look back on the footage... or go on any social media for the next few days... or message anybody who is friends with him that watches his stream.
Okay so maybe I'm fucked.
I heard footsteps going up the stairs and with no other options left I opened twitch and typed in Brady noon. yup he was live, part of me still wanted to believe I wasn't just caught on 4k snooping through Brady's stuff but alas.
I clicked on the stream and saw the exact room I was just standing in, i looked at the chat and all the messages were about 'the girl in Brady's tshirt.'
Okay so yeah It's Brady's tshirt I am officially the unluckiest person ever.
Brady walks back into the shot and sits down with a glass of water "so what did I miss chat?"
Oh GOD please don't answer that.
All the comments start flooding in and Brady looks more than slightly confused. He starts reading out the chats in an attempt to understand.
"A girl came into your room started rummaging through your stuff and then dipped. ohhhhh she must've been looking for something and gotten lost i guess? Yeah chat she's just staying with us for a while it's no biggie... wait she was wearing my t-shirt? Huh..."
I see a badly hidden grin grow on Brady's face and it makes me reconsider what conner said about him being shy, maybe he doesn't hate me, maybe he really was just shy? Hmm.
I'm so caught up in thought that I don't even notice that Brady has ended his stream. I feel a light knock on my door and I have a feeling I know exactly who it is.
I open the door to Brady towering over me.
He looks me up and down "so why are you wearing my t-shirt" he asks while making intense eye contact that is more... seductive than the glares he's been giving me all day,
this man has a bit of confidence in him I see.Before I can respond he interrupts me "it's fine" then he leans in even closer and in my ear he whispers "it looks better on you anyway" before walking back to his room and closing the door.
DAMN.
I spent the rest of the night laying in bed staring at the ceiling repeating the short conversation in my mind over and over and over.
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Authors note
BEFORE YOU COMMENT I KNOW DAMN WELL HE HAS A SISTER AND THAT THOSE PROBABLY ARENT HIS PARENTS NAMES BUT SUSPEND YOUR DISBELIEF THIS IS WATTPAD PEOPLE.
also I don't usually do 3rd person but I wanted to try it out for this but 1st person is just SO GOOD so lmk if you prefer the povs better or the writing style in the other chapters okay thanks!
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