Take My Hand (A Bradley Will Simpson Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2

We arrived at the destination and he got out first, held the door and shut it behind me. He linked his arm in mine once again and desperately trying not to fall over in my heels on the wet pavement, we walked towards the Italian restaurant. It was beautiful; the smell of fresh pasta and herbs, soft music playing and Brad Simpson on my arm. This night couldn’t get any better, I thought, but it did. I was heading towards the front of house to get us a table, but Brad was leading me elsewhere.

“Where are you going?”

“You’ll see” he said while looking at me with a cheeky grin

I followed him, unsure of what was happening, we walked up to a door, he turned around to face me, took his arm away from me and said “Close your eyes”. I did, feeling reluctant and slightly scared. I may have been obsessing over Brad for years, thinking I knew everything there is to know about him, but he could still be a crazy psycho. My thought process was like this, thinking the worst until a slightly cold hand touched mine. He entwined his fingers with mine and I heard the door open. How can someone with such soft hands be a crazy axe murderer?

“Open your eyes” he whispered.

It was the most magnificent room I have ever seen. The lighting was dim, the walls covered in fairy lights and as I looked to the centre of the room I saw a table for two, a red velvet cloth, draping over with two candles and a flower on top. I was literally speechless.

“What do you think?” he was smiling.

I looked at him and gaped. He laughed.

“It’s incredible, thank you so much!”

“Anything for a beautiful lady such as yourself” He said, staring deep in my eyes

I blushed. Bradley Will Simpson, lead singer of The Vamps, could get any girl he wants, just called me beautiful. I tried to keep my cool by returning a sarcastic comment.

“You would have said that to anyone who won the competition” I said with a cheeky smile

“The thing is, I would have. But I wouldn’t have meant it, with you, I really do mean it” He said, looking serious

What is happening? Is this for real? I feel like I have to pinch myself! Brad Simpson! I started to freak out, so I just smiled and he led me to the table.

~end of dinner date ~

"Look, I know this isn't what the plan was...” Oh god. He hates me. It's over. No more drastic plan to make brad fall in love with me and be the father of my future children! "But... I had a really great time at dinner tonight, and I was wondering if I could have your number?" 

"What?" I said and started laughing

"Oh. I'm so sorry, it's okay. Ugh… I was kidding. Ha... Ha...” He laughed awkwardly 

"No, no! I mean like, that was just really unexpected! Yeah! Of course you can have my number"

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