Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

Distant buddies.

Its been two weeks since Brad left for tour and it feels like I've been stabbed at the back for so many times, I'm dying without him.

However, the both of us were keep in contact. We would Skype and talk daily for hours because we missed each other. He'd call me as often as he could on his free times. He'd remind me every minute that he loves me. Its just such a great feeling.

Even though the both of us were busy at our works, I'm glad we 'could manage things like these to just see each other as possible. Sometimes, we'd sneak out at times just to chat each other.

Time zones. I hate 'em. Whenever he's in another country, time flies and changes at every moment and it'll be hard for us to communicate. One of us has to wake in a middle of the night or in early mornings just to talk.

I feel bad though. We both are truly sad, stressed, and frustrated far from each other because of work and being miserably depressed wasn't helping at all.

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It was a normal day at work again and I'm terribly exhausted. First, my boss has been giving me many tasks to do and then he got mad because he said I'm too slow. Well why don't you fucking leave me alone and let me do my job? He had given me so many tasks straight and even asked me to hurry the help up? What about take it easy and get a life, you maggot!

I just got home at 1am. I overworked and stayed in there to finish them so he won't be yelling the hell out of me to the upcoming day.

I tossed my shoes aside, groggily and put my coat to the hanger clumsyly. I'm just so tired and exhausted. I'm hungry though. I went to the kitchen and see if I got any dinner. But there's nothing here. Ahg I got to make myself then.

I lazily went upstairs to change to my comfy clothes and went downstairs to make me one.

Once I'm done, I finished eating too quickly because I haven't got any meal today, I haven't eaten yet so I'm hungry as a pig for now. (Nah)

I went to watch telly for a moment and there are just some stupid random shows that's blasting on. I groaned and got annoyed so I turned it off.

I decided to take a rest now. So I walked upstairs and dipped down to my loving bed. I missed brad though. I missed his scent, his body next to mine and just him. I missed him.

I needed to take things off and entertain myself. I went to grab my phone that's inside my bag and reached it. But some paper crumbles were heard. I put it out and see it was my paper works. Its still hasn't finished.

I groaned. Irritated.

I had no choice but to finish them.

I spent half an hour working on them as the clock thicks and it was about to turn three. I sighed in relief and put my paper works aside and turned the lights off.

I grabbed my phone and unlocks it. Wanna see what's good. As soon as it got opened, plenty massive messages from Brad were blasting through my inbox. And I have missed his calls.

23 unread messages. 12 missed calls.

Oh no.

I went to look at them and see his texts being worried and that he wanted to see if I'm alright. He wanted a face time but I can't I'm too busy at work. I can't believe I missed his calls and messages for being too distracted and fully focused at work.

I forgot him. I forgot my own boyfriend.

I sent him a quick text, apologizing and that I'd try and see anything if we could fare time if possible.

I felt so bad. So guilty. But I'm too tired. I put my phone down and went to sleep. 3 hours sleep won't hurt in the butt, right?

Well, i thought wrong.

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"Ugh." I just got home from work.

Its the same old bloody hell. Tired as usual.

Brad had been ignoring my texts. I tried to call him many times but he won't pick it up. Was he mad? He couldn't be.

"If you only knew how I'm doing here. Not fine at all. Work has been rough to me. I hope you understand, I love you Brad."

I sent. Letting him know that I love him. I put no emojis in, but usually I do. I'm just not in the mood.

I just assured that he's busy as well or maybe he's asleep, you know, time zones. I tried to shrug it off but the weight on my shoulder keeps getting heavier than it used. I feel hopeless and empty.

I can't take it anymore then soon, I broke down crying. I put my head to my hands as I sobbed for more.

I've been so caught up in my work and now he's ignoring me. I'm tired. So tired.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Signaling me to check it out.

I reached for my phone with my shaking hands. I feel so weak and numb. I hated it, trust me. I opened it and saw a text from Brad.

"I do understand, love. I'm so sorry for ignoring you. Please take some rest, I hate seeing you tired and blue :( Promise me x. I love you ❤."

It says. I smiled at the text.

I was typing for a reply but then it buzzed, and a photo of him popped up with a caption;

"Cheer up! ;)"
(pic below.)

It made me smile even more. Now I'm grinning crazy like an idiot, he did cheered me up.

I thanked him after as he asked for a face time. I eagerly accepted it. Why not? I missed him so much.

Then later on, we chatted and talked about our days. We're both exhausted but now we're alright by only seeing each other again.

"I love you, baby girl. Always." He reminded and told me to remember it no matter what.

"I love you too, curls." I giggled and promised him I will.

Then on the other day, I've never been better. When I feel down, I always think of him and it made me feel all better at all once.

I'm so lucky to have him. Just I know, he loves me. Always. ❤