23.
I open my eyes to the sight of Brad, fast asleep next to me. His lips are slightly apart and a few chocolate curls are resting on his forehead. I admire this sight before I slowly move from the bed, being careful not to wake him.
I shuffle into the kitchen, only wearing one of Brad's t-shirt, to grab myself a cup of tea. I choose a mug from one of the many cupboards and place the tea bag inside the mug. I hum to myself, swaying my hips whilst I stir my tea together.
"Good Morning." I hear a chuckle from behind me.
The unexpected voice makes me jump, almost causing me to spill my tea all over the clean counter.
"You scared me." I say through a few giggles, as Brad grins at me.
"Sorry." He says, coming forward and placing a sweet kiss on my lips.
"I didn't even know you were awake yet." I say, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him once again.
"I woke up just after you did." He says, whilst his hands meet my waist.
"Oh, I thought you were sleeping. Want a cup of tea?" I ask, smiling into his eyes.
"Yes please. I'm gonna use the loo a sec." He says, walking towards the toilet but just before he goes he slaps my ass.
A laugh escapes my mouth as I turn a light shade of pink. I finish pouring the boiling water into the two mugs and place them carefully onto the counter with two stools underneath it.
Seconds later, Brad appears from the bathroom and joins me, sitting on stool next to me.
As we talk about pretty much everything, we hardly seem to notice that everyone in the house has seem to wake up.
Brad, being the gentleman he likes to pretend to be, he offers to make everyone pancakes for breakfast. Of course, no one refuses him.
Whilst I'm devouring the deliciousness, Amy asks me a question.
"Do you wanna go see Magic Mike XXL tonight? Con is refusing to go with me and I'm guessing you want to see it too." She says, whilst giggling.
"Yeah, what time?" I say, knowing she'll end up forgetting the time.
"It's at 5 o'clock." She says whilst quickly picking up her phone to double check.
As Amy confirms the time, we both agree to go to the cinema at 5 o'clock. Then, tomorrow I go home. I don't want to go home, I really don't. Brad has only just become my boyfriend and it seems so unfair that I had to go and leave him all too soon. I'm sure I'll see him before they go on tour, but still that wasn't the point. I just didn't want to leave.
As it eventually reaches quarter to five, me and Amy leave the apartment and take a taxi to the cinema. We purchase our tickets and manage to find our seats through the darkness, as the trailers begin to play.
Throughout the film, a group of middle-aged women erupt in wooing every time they see a shirtless man. This obviously caused me and Amy to laugh uncontrollably from the back of the cinema. Even though me and Amy wanted to secretly woo too because let's be honest, it is Channing Tatum.
After the film has finished, Brad and Connor pick us up and take us to dinner in a nearby restaurant.
"How was the film?" Brad asked whilst Amy and Connor order their meals.
"It was good, very good actually." I smirk, remembering just how good Channing Tatum looked it the film.
He jokingly rolls his brown eyes at me and smirks too. We both order our meals and join in conversation with Amy and Connor. I guess you could say we were on a double date, and it was nice. I loved spending time with Amy and Connor, they're so great together and whenever you're with them you just seem to feel super happy.
"So uh, what do you reckon Con, shall we become male strippers like in Magic Mike?" Brad says, whilst throwing me a cheeky wink.
Me and Amy start laughing quite loudly and Connor and Brad stop dead in their tracks and look at us.
"What you two laughing at? We could definitely be male strippers." Connor says whilst laughing and flexing his muscles.
"You're not beefy enough." Amy says, laughing even more. I nod my head along with her and laugh too.
"You're just not big enough." I say, through laughter.
"That's not what you were saying in bed last night." Brad winks as they both laugh harder than me and Amy.
After we finish our mouth-watering meals, Brad kindly pays the bill and we all make our way back to the apartment. We shortly reach the apartment and are greeted by James and Tristan as we walk through the door.
Feeling tired and rather full, me and Brad decide to go to bed seeing as I have to be up early in the morning to go to the train station. I quickly slip into one of Brad's t-shirts and join him in bed.
As he lays on his back, looking up at the ceiling, I wrap my arm around him and rest my head on his chest. His arm envelopes me as I sigh. I'm really going to miss him.
"I don't want to go home tomorrow." I mumble into his chest.
"I don't want you to leave either." He says, his eyebrows furrowed and his bottom lip slightly stuck out further than his top one.
I decide not to say anything and to just enjoy his company whilst I have it in this moment. The worse thing is, is not knowing when I'm going to see him next. Hopefully, it'll be before they go on tour but you never know what's around the corner and they could be asked to do more press or what not.
As Brad's heart beat slows down underneath me, I know that he has fallen asleep. I close my eyes, trying to do the same. After half an hour of over thinking, I slowly fall asleep. I was still in Brad's arms, just where I wanted to be.
