8 ↝ One Step At A Time

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Phoebes POV

Text Message to Bradley

Hey Brad it's Phoebe I was just wondering if you want to meet up because we need to talk

I typed this messages and read it about 5 times before I hit send. I had to make sure I hadn't given the wrong message but to be honest I don't even know what the right message is. I'm confused about what that kiss meant and it's all I can think about. How his chestnut eyes stared into mine. How his soft lips connected to mine. How his hand traveled down to my waist. And what would of happened if I didn't stop. That worries me because what happens if that's all Brad wants. Sex. All he wants is to use me and then watch me break after he has used me.

I was snapped out of my thoughts to hear my ring tone. I looked down at the lock screen to see Brad's ID

"Hey" I heard a familiar voice say cheerfully through the phone

"Hi"

"You texted me"

"Yeah i know" I laughed a little "I just need to understand what's going on unm do you want to come to mine"

I had to hesitate to ask even though I knew my mum wouldn't be home until late tonight but I'm scared if Brad takes it the wrong way

"Sure can you send me your address and I'll be there soon"

"Sounds good to me" I paused "bye"

"See ya"

I pressed the end button and started to type in my address to Brad

I stand up and walk over to my mirror in my bedroom. I look up and down about 5 times at my appearance until I hear a noise coming from my phone. I walk back over it to see a text from Brad

One text from Bradley

Okay thanks I should be there in about 10 ;) x

He just put a wink and a kiss at the end okay that doesn't make me even more paranoid. I walk back over to the mirror and look at my outfit which is a big baggy grey jumper and black leggings. I then look up at my hair in a messy bun and my very casual make up still on my face from school. I decide to change nothing other wise Brad may think I'm trying to hard or something I don't know

Before I know it I hear a doorbell which snaps me out of my thoughts again. I look in the mirror again and check i look decent and then run down stairs to open the door. Once I have opened it I see Brad standing in the door way with a smile on his face. I automatically look at his clothes which are the same from school earlier: a black and white dotted button up shirt with a few of the buttons undone with black skinny jeans. I kind of feel undressed now but oh well.

"Hey" Brad smiles again

"Hey come in" I smile gesturing for him to come in by moving out the way of the door and shutting it behind him "ignore all of the boxes you know how it is when you move"

"It's fine" he pauses "Nice place though" he said looking around a little

"Do you want anything to drink or eat?" I ask being polite

"No I'm fine thanks"

"Okay let's go upstairs" I start walking up the stairs and down the hall into my room as Brad follows closely behind

"I see a guitar" he smiles and walks over to the guitar as I sit on the bed

He grabs it off of the stand and starts walking back over to me

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