I was awake when i hear someone was knocking...
Oh!!! It might be Sam.
I go down the stairs and saw Brad topless and sleeping in the sofa..I immediately go to the door. I saw Sam standing in front of the door.
" wheres auntie?" I rub my eyes and let him in. He stop from walking when he find out that Brad is sleeping in the sofa.
" did u do it again?" He ask.
" of course. No!! And i sleep on my bed. He sleep here. Okay stop thinking that." I explain" i have here. Pancakes from Houses of Pancakes. Auntie give this." Sam said. We go in the table and serve place the pancakes in the plate.
" goodmorning!!!" Brad said.
He was now holding his nape and looking at me with one open eye" hey!!! Sam! Nice to see u again"
" do u want some pancakes??" I said.
" yes. If u allow me seat with u" Brad said. We eat peacefully no one is talking. We r savoring the pancakes in r mouths..
After we eat. I place the plate on the sink and start to wash it.
After that my phone ring on the back of my pants. Its Claudette.
Hey!! Wanna come with us?
What?? Where??
Uhmm i dont know. Tell it to Brad we will pick u.
Okay bye!!
The call end.. I go to the living room and saw Brad and Sam.watching in NetFlix.. Hotel Translyvannia.2
" Brad. Uhmm Claudette and others plan to hangout. Wanna come?" I ask him then look at Sam.
" I dont like. There would be no one taking care of Sam. Tell em we will not come" he said like he was my dad.
" okay.. " i call Claudette again and tell her that we cant come..
After that i plan to fry some chicken. Because Sam like that.
I found 3 chicken parts on the fridge. Then marinate it so that it can be really crispy.
Im now frying the last chicken and then i felt a hand on my waist covering my body with his hot pack abs..
" hey what r u doing?" I ask.
" i just like it. You know lets stay in this moment."
" well....no!! Sam might see us" i said then try to get out of his embrace.
" Okay if Sam was asleep then lets do that" he smirk..
We eat in the table. Sam really like it.
After that i wash the dishes..
I command Sam to go to sleep. And then Brad go home to pick some clothes...
I go to my room and start to call Claudette...
Hey hows the hangout?Its really nice. How about you and Brad r u making out.?
No!! Of course no! We will not do that..
I think that Claudette should know about the game. The boys know this..
Uhm. Claudette. Me and Brad we dont have real relationship. Its a game he want to took Regina back.
Ohh. Well you might be in a real relationship someday..
Well... I ...
Do you like Brad??
Uhmmm. I dont know.. I just dont get the feeling when i was with him.. I just like that he is always here. And i get mad when i saw him with another girll...
Well thats love.. You like him and dont worry Emily we will help you.Brad will forget Regina...
No guys.. Just...
Bye...
The call end. Then the door open i saw Brad leaning on my door.
" ready?? " he smirk..
" what ready on What??"
He jump on my bed and i push him away... But then i ran on the bathroom and try to lock it. But Brad was so strong.. He pushes the door and lock it. He kiss me again..He hold my waist then i cant do anything i let him. Because i like it..
He start to take put her hands inside my shirt and i didnt protest coz i think i like him
I moan for a bit because he smoothen his hold on my waist..
Knock...
I quickly put my shirt down and parted on his lips...
When i go out.
.. I saw Sam on the door with Bob. His teddy bear.
" can i sleep here?" He ask then Brad go beside.me
" did u always do that thing?"
" no..i just.... Help him....because...........because he slip and fell."
" thats right! " Brad said then lick his lips.
Sam sleep in the center of the bed and me and Brad on the side...
I look at Brad and he was now sleeping with his shoulders on Sam's shoulders...
And then i sleep....
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Bad Boys Game (Bradley Simpson Fanfic)
FanfictionEmily Gilbert a ordinary girl whose life mess up when she break up with a asshole. Craven Quiin But then she met Bradley Simpson. The campus bad boy It all starts with at game that both of them should play.. No falling. No real feelings Would t...