Half-stark Brad.

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"Brad? We're coming over now, and.. um, please leave me a message as soon as you get this. Be presentable *whispers* thanks babe, love you." I spoke through the phone leaving him a voice message since he's not answering my calls even my texts. I bet he's busy on studio right now.

Its his decision to ask my parents to come over. Actually, its only just me who's going to visit him on the studio, i haven't seen him for four hours. So what? I miss him. (haha) Then i was literally surprised when he told me to bring my parents over and we'll have a double date after. Just a night out.

My parents were in for it, they don't mind. We're all casually dressed enough for a night. Well, you see my parents are like my age when they act around. Whenever i'm with Brad, they'd tease us both or they'd tell us how cute we looked. Creep as fans but that's just what they are.

They liked Brad ever since i first brought him to our home meeting my massive family. They said Brad is such a cutie, sweet, funny, well mannered and matured. You mean matured looking? He's childish, we both are. The thing they don't know about Brad is he can be idiotic at times, he just won't show it. Whenever we're together, we'd do stupid and dumb things and we'd be super wild and hyper. Sometimes he still does it without me, alone.

And that's my problem for now. What if he planned something stupid about this meet up and my parents would catch him unexpectedly. I know him too much. I just hope he didn't and hoped that he'll act presentable.

"That's it." i pointed to a tall building, Dad smiled up at me as he pulled the car off.

"I can't wait." Mum smiled.

"You're more excited than i am." I chuckled.

We entered inside as we walked back stage showing my VIP pass to the guards and letting us in.

I searched for Brad, he said he would be around here but he's nowhere in sight.

"Y/N!" A voice called from behind, i turned around to see James with a smile.

"Hello, James." I hugged him.

"Mum, Dad, this is James. Brad's band mate." I introduced.

"Nice to meet you." James beamed.

"Seems like you're a good friend of my daughter." Dad spoke.

"Trust me, he is." I smiled.

"Where's Brad?" I asked James as i turned to him.

"I think i saw him at his dressing room? I'm not sure." He shrugged.

"Can you do me a favour?"

"Sure, anything." He said reassuringly.

"Can you tour my parents around? I'll go find Brad. I don't want them to think how dull Brad is." I whispered.

"Sure. I can uh.. teach them guitar?" He asked.

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