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The atmosphere in our bedroom was awful.
Me and Brad had just had one hell of a argument and now we weren't speaking.
I walked into our room from the bathroom after my shower to find Brad sitting in bed flicking through the TV channels in annoyance with his shirt off.
I said nothing as I walked right in front of the TV in just my towel towards my dressing table.
I could feel Brad watching me carefully as I started brushing through my damp hair.
His eyes flickered away when they caught mine in the reflection of the mirror.
I sighed and turned around to face him,"so is that it then?" I said coldly waiting for his response.
Brad ran his fingers through his hair knowing full well that that's my weakness and sat up to make it more obvious.
"Is what it Y/N?" He said trying too hard to sound annoyed.
Twocanplaythatgame, I thought as I slowly got up from the dressing table stool and walked over to my wardrobe, dropping my towel to the floor so that I was now naked with my back turned to him.
"Are we just not going to speak for the rest of the night or?" I turned my head to look at him trying to be as sexy as I could.
I was hoping that this would make him apologise so we could get our tiff over and done with.
His eyes widened as they trailed down my body and a smile finally played on his lips.
"Well that depends, are you going to say your sorry?" I opened a draw and fished out a t shirt, then put it over my head.
"I'm not saying anything unless you say sorry first." I said once the oversized t shirt was on.
I then got into bed next to brad but made sure I sat as far as I possibly could away from him.
Brad who now clearly thought this was a joke then scooted closer to me and then lay on top of me with his arms balancing on the bed either side of me so our faces were nearly touching.
"If your not going to say anything then why are you still talking to me?" He said in almost a whisper.
My breathing quickened 'God this got intents real quick' I thought. I tried my best to look angry but failed miserably.
I couldn't help it, I just loved him so much it was impossible to stay mad. I placed my hands on either side of his face and kissed the idiot, my idiot.
When the kiss broke off Brad smirked and leaned over to kiss my forehead.
"Does this mean we're friends now?" He said smiling down at me with humour.
I sighed but finally mirrored his smile back at him.
"Well.. I wouldn't go as far as that." I said jokingly.
