Is this love? // Bradley will Simpson fanfic//

Chapter 22

After I'd dried my tears I got jasmin to call us a taxi and take us back to our hotel- Brad said he'd meet me in the lobby and they we would go on a walk to talk things out. My heart is racing and just won't slow down, I don't know what to expect so like any other normal girl... I expect the worst.

The taxi dropped us off outside the hotel and I slid out slowly, not wanting the leave my escape car. I know now that I have to face him and I'm honestly on the verge of having an anxiety attack.

Jasmin gave me a little hug along with a nod of the head and little look that a reassuring mother would do as you go to your first dance class or something.

"Tash" Brad approached me.
"Hey, Brad" I replied, though the words didn't flow the same.
"Let's go" he said, tucking his hands into his hoodie pocket and walking out of the hotel onto the rough streets of Liverpool. He looked tired, like he's been recovering from an illness or something draining.

"So what do you want to talk about" he ushered me. We were walking past a small communal park and decided to take a seat on the swings. There was a deafening silence which filled the air with suspense before I finally spoke up.

"Have I done something wrong Brad?" I forced out of my stammering mouth, "is it something that I've done to you? Is that why you won't speak to me and why the boys are really awkward with me? Because if it is, If it is Brad.. I, i, I can fix it! I promise I..."
"Stop tasha" he sighed and looked down at his black and white vans which were nervously fiddling around in the mud. Through my glazed eyes I looked up at him and he still didn't look up, I waited for him to speak.
"It's not you, you've not done anything... It's me, I didn't mean it, she was just a friend!"
"What? What do you mean she? Who's just a friend?!?!" He was now sat completely still, "Brad! Tell me who's 'just a friend'" I raised my voice. I stood up and he finally looked up at me, with teary eyes and a quivering bottom lip.
"I'm sorry" he said with a clear lump in his throat, shaking his head and looking down, then back up at me, "I'm so sorry tasha, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just.."
"Save it Brad!" I cried as I fell to the floor.
"Tasha please"
"Go" I said quietly.
"Tash"
"Go" i said, more boldly now.
"How are you getting back to the"
"Go" I screamed, now my slow flowing tears progressed into a full blown tsunami.
"Brad stood up and walked away slowly, looking back a few times but all I could do is cry...

Isn't it ironic how the person who just broke your heart into 1,000 million little pieces and ripped your whole world down, is the person you need to be comforted by to feel like you can live again.

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****soo.... That was actually very emotional to write! I promise I will update tomorrow!

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- nicole xx