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Brad imagines for all of you ❤
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It had already been twenty or so minutes and I still hadn't found my phone. "Brad!" I yell out. I could here Brad running up the stairs.
"Lucy, what is it!?" He says holing a bread roll above his head ready to use it for defence.
"Why do you have a bread roll?" I ask looking very confused.
"I was making a sandwich, it was the closest thing I had when you screamed out."
I nod and placed my hand on my hips.
"You had my phone last, where did you put it?" I ask and Brad had this cheeky grin on his face.
"You know exactly where it is, now tell me." I laugh.
Brad shakes his head and quickly looks at the door. "No." was all I said. Brad blots for the door and I chase after him.
"Brad." I groaned running and laughing after him.
I got down stairs and Brad was out of site.
"Brad?" I called out. Silence.
"Brad don't do this, you know how it reminds me of a horror movie when you hide like this." I look around the main room and into the kitchen.
"Got you Lucy." Brad whispers in my ear. His arms were around me. He scared the crap out of me, which made jump and stood back on his foot.
We fell onto the floor and I was lucky to have Brad as my safe landing. "Karma." I smirked rolling off Brad to his side. Brad's eyes were close and I was now very concerned. "Brad?" I lightly touch his chest and I now start to freak out.
Brad yells and pulls me on top of him of him. I giggle and hit him across the chest. "You idiot." I laugh finally getting off the floor. Brad lifts his arms up and I pull him up. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and sways side to side.
"I know what you're doing." I pull away.
"What's that?" Brad pulls the puppy dog eyes.
"No, don't do that." I laugh pointing at Brad with my finger inches away from his nose. I quickly pull my finger away since he was about to bite it.
"My phone." I held my hand out. Brad takes my hand and spins me around. I giggle and shake my head.
"Brad I'm serious, can I please have my phone?" I plead giving Brad the puppy dog eyes.
"Okay, okay here you go Lucy." Brad pulls my phone out from the draw.
"Thank you." I kiss Brad on the cheek and walk out of the room.
What the hell? My lock screen was now a picture of Brad in the same clothes that he were in now. I went into the photos and found so many pictures of Brad sitting outside taking a whole load of selfies...I am so keeping them, it was useful for when I'm sad and Brad wasn't around to cheer me up.
I saved them in anotherrr file and kept it. As Brad chuckled to my shoulder. Dork. ❤
