Would you still love me the same?

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A song imagine: Thinking out loud.

(tbh, this is freaking cute!) - enjoyyy :)

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When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades

And the crowds don't remember by name

When my hands don't play the strings the same way

I know you will still love me the same

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"Would you love me even if I was bald," Brad asked you as the two of you were walking in the park.

You looked at him as if he was crazy but realized he was serious and answered, "I would probably buy you a wig."

He laughed and kissed the back of your hand, "But seriously, like when we grow old would you still love me if I lose my hair?"

You were baffled as to why this mattered now but he seemed adamant about it so you answered him.

"Of course I would still love you. Would you still love me if I didn't have any teeth?"

"Of course! I would even chew your food for you!"

You laughed saying, "Thank you, how thoughtful."

Brad grew quiet again as you two continued walking.

"What about when I'm not famous anymore and no one remembers my name?"

"You know I don't love you because you're famous right," you asked him making sure he knew that.

"Yeah, I do, but I just want to know that you won't forget me too."

You stopped suddenly catching Brad off guard and he quickly turned back to you.

"Brad, I could never forget you. You are the love of my life, how could I forget that?"

"I don't know, but I'm glad you said that."

"I love you Brad, not because you are famous or have great hair. I love you because you make me happy. You being famous and having good hair are just perks."

He smiled at you and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into a hug. You wrapped your arms around his neck and snuggled your face into his neck breathing in his scent. He held you in his arms for a while then pulled away just enough to were the tips of your noses touched.

" I love you Y/N."

"I love you too Brad. No matter what."

With this he crashed his lips to yours. Your hands quickly found his hair as his found your bum. The two of you broke the kissed and looked at each other.

"You do have really good hair, it would be a shame if you lost it," you said before he pulled you in again and your fingers gripped onto his curly locks.

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