Aware

three

•BRAD•

I know I already gave her my number but it's been a month and she still hasn't called me.

Tour planning has started and I've got little to no time on spending time with her. Tour planning is where we practice almost all of the time, find ways to improve the songs, choose places on where we should perform, book all of the plane tickets, places, hotels, and a lot of other things pop stars stress about.

People think that we're lucky to live a life like this. Well, I wouldn't lie. It is rad. Being able to perform, do the thing you love the most, travel with your best friends, meet a lot of amazing people.

But, a lot of people also forget how we miss home 90 percent of the time. How we miss the feeling of lying down in bed and enjoy the feeling of being with our families. That's something we don't get to have often. And normal people are lucky cause of that.

Enough with the drama,it might be too late to realize I'm already sobbing. It's just that I really miss Momma Simps, dad, Nat, and Jesse.

I was woken up by Joe's voice saying today was the radio guesting at Capital FM. When I asked for Anna's name and address, I told her it wasn't that hard. I was lying. I had to ask a favor from Joe and he was the one who pulled the strings for me.

He was the one who chose to invite her on Tristan's birthday party so it was clear he knew where Anna lived. He didn't seem too cool about it but since he forgot to give me a gift on my birthday for the past ten years, I told him this would be the 'greatest' gift ever so he agreed.

"Up now Bradley." I opened my eyes and found him with a bag full of coffee. My head's hurting probably because of lack of sleep.

I was up late last night waiting for a call that I know will probably never come anymore. I thought it wouldn't because if it will, she should've called me already. I'm still waiting.

I stood up taking Los Angeles' morning breeze in my system. The cold morning breeze along with the sun rising is the best feeling about LA. It's a bit warmer than the UK.

I stretched my arms over me and yawned whilst walking towards the table to have myself a cup of coffee.

"Good morning to you too, Joe." I said while grinning at him.

The other boys were also woken up by Joe and we all went out to get some breakfast at a local diner near the hotel.

When Joe went to the bathroom, Connor, James, and Tristan looked at me and they were all smiling.

"What?" I asked them.

"How's Anna? Is she coming tomorrow? Has she tried to reach you?" Tris said while eating his bacon.

It must've slipped my mind that I bought her a ticket to LA to meet me at the show. It's the 6th of August which would mean her flight's tomorrow. Will she go here to see me? I won't get my hopes up. The last thing I would want for myself is to sulk over a heartbreak.

A few minutes after, Joe came back, and we all continued with our food.

We pretended we weren't talking about Anna, cause sometimes, Joe gets concerned about our priorities. He's overprotective, like a big brother. And I don't want him to think Anna's emotionally bothering me.

After breakfast, we went back to the hotel to rest. The guys thought it would be fun to just mope around and do things normal teenagers do like; lay in bed all day, watch a movie, play video games, etcetera.

🎵 Dear Diary, want to make a new entry, oh you wouldn't believe me what began today.

By 9 in the evening, we were live. Radio guestings were a ritual. They were ways to let fans know we are in their city and that we will be having a show, a meet and greet, and a CD or album signing.

Basically, it's another way to sell out all the remaining tickets of the show, if ever we still have a lot of it left.

On these guestings, we are asked about random things like our albums, what plans do we have while staying in the place, our relationship status, and sometimes we even get to play games and do a lot of fun stuffs.

We were settled on a room with four microphones set up in front all of us. I sat beside Tristan cause a lot of fans seem to fancy 'Tradley', a ship name for me and Tris. The DJ, shook our hands then started asking us random questions.

In the middle of the interview, intercom kept having a feedback cause my phone was ringing.

They all stopped to look at me. Max, the DJ told me to take it outside. The radio station had feedbacks going on for a while now. They were just trying their best to axe it out of the system but they couldn't so they just informed me about it.

🎵 She called me, that girl from the party, I think she should be on TV, when I first saw her face.

When I was outside the studio, I was second-guessing if I should answer it or not. Sometimes, it's from fans who were able to get my number.

But something inside me stirs and urges me to answer this one, so I did.

"Ello?"

"You always lose the H when you say that." A familiar voice speaks at the other line. It's the voice I've heard before and the voice I've never forgotten since then.

"Anna. Is this you?" I asked the caller. She just laughs and doesn't say anything.

"You called! You finally called! Oh my god, I can't believe this!" I said while rubbing my hands over my jaw whilst doing a little happy shimmy dance.

"I feel like I owe you a phone call Brad, so I just did it. I'm sorry, it took so long." She said.

"No, don't be sorry. I'm just really happy that you did."

"So, are you doing something right now?" She asked and I'm tempted to lie. I want to tell her that I'm not doing anything but the guys are inside the studio and I'm dead if I don't go back sooner.

"Umm actually, I'm having a little interview right now. Other than that, nothing else." I heard her gasp after I said it. She whispered prayers of sorry when in fact, if I wasn't having this interview right now, I'll run off to where she's at and it'd be the best thing I'd ever done in my life.

"Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt you. I didn't know." She says.

"No, I said don't be sorry, Anna. But listen, I'll see you at Club Nokia for the gig? Then we'll catch some food after the show?"

There was silence hanging in the air after I said those words. It felt like she was deciding on what to say, but in the end she just said,

"I'll think about it Brad. Bye."

Then she hung up the phone leaving me with nothing but high hopes.

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Third chapter done! Will post the 4th one if I reach 35 views! Just keep on reading guys! This is a short chapter, I know. But things will get better after this! I just had to make a story about Anna finally calling Brad after a month 😛

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