Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

Agitate.

I chuck my phone, purse and heels on to the couch. I fall down into the couch and groan.

"Y/N? Is that you?" Brad calls out.

"Yeah." I groan once again. Brad comes around the corner into the lounge room and sits down next to me. "How was your day at work?"

I say nothing, but give Brad puppy dog eyes. "That bad?" Brad laughs wrapping his arm over my shoulders.

"It wasn't that bad, the only good thing which was when Jaron made this joke. It was so funny, he had the whole office laughing."

"Jaron? You mean your ex Jaron?" Brad removes his arm and sits up straight.

"Yeah him, oh my god you had to be there to get the joke." I laugh turning in the couch to face Brad. Brad gets up from the couch and walks out of the room. "Brad?" I call out. No answer.

I stand from the couch, even though I really didn't want to get up since my legs were so sore from walking around the office all day.

"Brad." I say after walking up stairs to mine and Brad's room. He was facing the window looking down to the streets. I place my hand on his should and he steps away. "What is your problem?" I raise my voice.

"Why don't you ask Jaron, you pretty much talked about him since you got home." Is Brad seriously going there again. We already had this argument about me working with Jaron, but I told him nothing was going too happened between Jaron and me.

"I thought you could trust me, there is nothing going on and nothing will. Brad I love you, and only you." The tears started to build up and I was trying so hard to be strong.

"How do I know nothing is happening, the last week you have been talking about him, about how funny he is, how fun he is to have out work!"

I opened my mouth and nothing came out. I wanted to scream or to say something. But nothing, until.

"Brad, I just told you that I love you! I come home from work to you! I put up with any horrible tweets from your fans because you mean so much to me! And when I'm not with you, you're all that is on my mind! If I can't prove it to you, then I guess we have to be done." I left Brad speechless as I run down stairs. I grab my phone, purse, heels and walked out the door.

Tears streaming down my face before I made it to my car. I tried to unlock the door but my hands were sweaty. The keys slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. I groan and swore.

"Y/N!" Brad calls out. I quickly pick up the keys and tried my best to unlock the car.

"Y/N stop!" Brad grabs the keys and puts them in his back pocket.

"Brad give me the keys!" I yell holding my hand out.

"Y/N no." Brad pushes my brown hair back since strands were sticking to my cheek from the tears.

"Brad I'm serious, I can't be in a relationship when only one person trust the other Brad I trust you when you leave the country to see fans, they are all girls you know I..." Brad presses his lips to mine. I was speechless.

"Now that I have your attention, Y/N I do trust you and I'm sorry for bringing all that up inside. I love you Y/N. Can you please forgive me, can you please come back inside?"

I blink multiples times with wide eyes.

"Wait, what did you say?" I ask Brad.

"Can you come back inside?" Brad slightly tilts his head to the side.

"No, before that."

"Can you please forgive me?" I giggle and shake my head. I knew what he was doing, he was doing this on purpose.

"Oh you mean, I love you Y/N? Because I do." I laugh and nod my head.

"Yep that one." Brad pulls me into a hug and says "See, I can be funny to you know."

"Oh yes I do know." I say then smiling, eyes closed and Brad's chin resting down on my shoulder taking a tighter grip on the hug.

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