When I got back to school the next day, I could feel every students staring at me, whispering stuff about me. I hated that and I ran to the toilet to try to contain my panic attack. I shouldn't have punched her, now people knew me, exactly what I didn't want. It was even worse when I walked in my classroom, seeing my classmates staring at me, some of them giving me angry look, some laughing at me. I sat in the back of the room and prayed that Bradley would soon show up. But he never did. I spent the day alone, on the verge of tears, I needed him, but he never came. It made me extremely sad and I was afraid he didn't want to see me because of yesterday, because I stopped him, but I didn't think he will skip school for that. He could have just ignored me. I sent him a text too, to know why he wasn't here, but he never replied. We were Friday afternoon, and he still hadn't replied. I thought maybe he was sick and he would come Friday, but he didn't. I managed to avoid Chloe on my own, seeing her face only once, with her big bruise on her nose, probably the only thing that made me smile. I wanted to see him. I kind of missed him, missed seeing his cute little smile, his hazel eyes, his curly hair, him.I was at home, my phone in front of me, waiting for a text, a call, a tweet, whatever from Bradley. Because yeah, I had followed them on twitter and I'd finally watched their covers, and they were pretty awesome. I watched them, again and again, falling in love with their voices. There was quite a lot of views, likes and comments. Rolling over the comments, I saw some weird ones but also some really cute one like "I love your voices guys, keep going x", "Another amazing cover !", "love you xxx" etc. I thought it was really cool they already had a little fanbase. My favorite so far was probably the Bruno Mars' mashup cover. Connor wasn't here yet, but I just loved it immediately. My phone suddenly buzzed and I took it within one second.
Hey guys, sorry we've been away for the last days, but we have a really good news for you coming soon! stay tune x
The Vamps. One of the boys just tweeted on their band account. Yes, I had their notifications on, yes. I decided to gather my courage and did it. The second I pressed "call", I was already regretting this. But what's done is done. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. He was never going to answer. "Hello? Clary ?" Oh well Clary, now you know you shouldn't jump to a conclusion.
"B-Bradley ? Hi, I-um" Stop stuttering. Stop it. Right now. You don't want to sound like an idiot, do you ? I heard him giggle. Well done, you sounded like one already.
"Yeah ?" I knew he was trying not to laugh, I could hear him.
"I wanted to know why y-you didn't come at school..." My voice was trembling.
"Oh yeah, school. I'm so sorry forgot to tell you. I had this really important appointment with the band and..." He didn't finish his sentence.
"And ?"
"I'll tell you if you come tomorrow night, at James' place." At this moment, I knew he was smirking.
"Why are you always so mysterious ? Why would I come to James' ? Not a party again..."
"Nope, don't worry, that's not a party. We're sleeping at his house to celebrate something, and I'd like you to come too. I want to share it with you." He... what ?
"Y-you what ? Bradley I can't s-sleep at a g-guy house, I've never done that before..." I couldn't sleep at his house. I know he was not a psychopath, and I liked him like a friend but be there, with four boys ? And sleep there ? No way I could do that.
"I know, I know, but please ? Spencer will be here too. You won't be alone with us, I know you think it's going to be embarrassing, but I promise it won't. Please ?"
"I don't know Bradley..."
"Okay... I understand." I got the disappointment in his voice. Shit. I was going to regret this.
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Help our souls // bws
FanfictionShe sought this feeling for as long as she remember; she sought the person who would make her feel fulfilled. She found it in him and would never give up on him, even if he may have revived a secret wound she tried to keep buried for a long time. He...