Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

Single Father.

In this imagine Y/N dies during childbirth but I decided not to write about it in depth in case someone gets upset about it or it triggers anything for anyone :-)

He remembered the night so clearly, for two reasons. Nothing was the same after it, as cliché as it sounded. While you were busy delivering your baby girl he was pacing the corridors of the hospital. He wanted nothing more than to rush in there and hold your hand as tightly as he could, but the nurses sent him out with a panicked look on their faces. He knew something was wrong, but he had no idea what.

"Mr. Simpson?" A nurse spoke quietly as she walked out the room you were in.

"Yeah?" He replied, his head looking up to her as he rushed towards her. This was it. This was the moment he was going to see his beautiful baby girl. He would finally have everything he dreamed of; his two girls.

"I have bad news, and good news. Your wife delivered a beautiful, healthy baby girl but unfortunately your wife didn't make it. She was unresponsive towards everything and her body completely shut down. There was nothing we could do to save her. I'm sorry, Mr. Simpson." The nurse spoke quietly, giving him a sympathetic look.

It felt like his heart stopped beating and all the air in his lungs left. He felt himself sliding down against the wall, his head dropping into his hands. It didn't take long before he fully realised what he had just been told and he cried uncontrollably. It couldn't be true... You had a whole life planned out together. How was he supposed to live without you by his side? You two had done everything together from such a young age and now he was left alone with a baby to look after. He didn't know how he was going to cope with it all. He didn't know how to cope without you.

His mum arrived a couple of minutes later, rushing through the long corridors until she finally reached the right ward. She ran to the main desk, his dad following behind her as quickly as he could, before her eyes landed on her son who had two nurses crouched down beside him. His face was red and he was pulling at his hair. There were tears rolling down his cheeks and he couldn't get any words out. He was about to have a panic attack and his mother could see that.

"Bradley, what's wrong? Breathe for me, darling. Calm down, it's all going to be okay, whatever it is. Take deep breaths." His mum crouched in front of him and the nurses caught on to what was going on before one jumped up and rushed to get help.

-

Eventually he was allowed to see his baby girl. He thought about how he should be doing this with you, how his arm should be wrapped around your waist as he helped you walk down the corridor to where she was kept.

Once he saw the beautiful baby girl who was lying in front of him he instantly fell in love. Straight away he noticed the psychical similarities between you two and he hoped that when she grew older she would share the same personality as you had. He stared at the the small, features on her face; her round button nose and her small pink lips which were opened slightly. Her eyes were tightly shut as she slept. She looked so peaceful and innocent and right in that moment he made a silent promise to her that he would protect her from everything, always look after her and always put her first. He was going to be the best dad he could possibly be.

-

Keeping up with the band and looking after a 5 year old girl was tough and Brad found that he was struggling. He wanted nothing more than to stay at home and look after his little girl but he knew he had to go work and make money for them to live on. He couldn't just think about himself and what he wanted now, he had a whole other human to look after.

Once their manager suggested going on another tour, the rest of the boys cheered at the idea. For them it was the best thing in the world; preforming in front of a massive audience of people who adored their music and being on the road with their best friends. For Brad, it used to be the best thing in the world... It had been easily replaced by early mornings where he was woken up by his little girl jumping on the bed, movie days, school runs, going to the park, watching his daughter explore and discover the world around her and cuddling up on the sofa watching a movie they had both seen a million times before but they would watch anyone because his little girl insisted that it was her favourite, although he knew she would change her mind in the next couple of days.

Brad knew he had to go, he owed it to the fans. Ever since the birth of his little girl and the start of his single father life he had been so preoccupied with his own life and so distant from the band. They ended up taking a break, but now they were getting ready to make their comeback. He was the front-man, the lead singer... He knew he had to do it.

Since Y/D/N had just started school and just started to get settled with making new friends he didn't want to disturb her and ruin the pattern she had just fallen into. There was no question about it... There was no way she would be able to join him on tour. He just had to make sure that the tour wasn't long, that was going to be the hardest part.

"So... sound good?" Joe asked, grinning, as he finished speaking about the comeback tour they had been planning.

"Sorry, how long is it? I kinda zoned out when you were saying." Brad laughed slightly but he, and everyone else, knew there was a hint of worry in his voice.

"It's going to be two months; one in the UK and one in the US..." Joe muttered before opening his mouth again. "But, if it goes well and there's a high demand then we were going to suggest doing a world tour."

"Oh my God.." Brad muttered, all the other boys turning to look at him with a worried look. They knew exactly what he was thinking. "I don't think I can leave Y/D/N for that long, man."

"Brad, I understand... Let's just start with the UK and US and see how it goes." Joe smiled weakly, fearing Brad was going to say no to the whole thing.

Brad looked around the room before his eyes landed on his three band mates. They were looking at him hopeful. James muttered a 'please' and that's all Brad needed.

"Okay, fine. But please can you make sure there's a break in between the two? I need to spend time with her before we go off to America." Brad agreed.

"Of course, we couldn't let you be away from her for that long." Joe smiled, reaching for his laptop to book venues.