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"Can we stop this for a minute? Ya' know, I can tell that your heart isn't in it, or with it."
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"Are you sure you really wanna go?" Brad asked hesitantly.
He was all for you going on tour with them a few weeks ago, he was the one who invited you. Now he was constantly trying to get you to change your mind. He didn't even tell you why, but he was never straightforward about it.
"Yeah Brad." You sighed as you continued packing random items, you'd be leaving tomorrow morning.
"Okay...well...you know we probably won't be able to spend that much time together anyways, I don't mind if you change your mind." He continued.
"I just think this is a really bad idea." He stated cautiously. You stopped packing and looked at him.
"You don't want me to go with you now?" You croaked.
"No that's not what I'm saying!" He defended as he came to wrap his arms around you but you pulled away.
"Then could you please tell me what you ARE saying because you're really confusing me right now."
"Okay I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you to go with me it was a bad idea." He confessed.
"But that doesn't mean I don't want you to." He continued.
"Obviously you don't want me to go, you just told me I can't now. You could've just never invited me in the first place!" You said, raising your voice slightly.
"What did I do wrong?" You asked.
"No you didn't do anything wrong!" He yelled in frustration.
You didn't know it at the time but the anger he had was for himself, not you.
"Then what's wrong!? Why can't you just tell me!?!"
"You know what!? Fine, I DON'T WANT YOU THERE WITH ME." he shouted, lying through his teeth.
"That's what I thought." You whispered. You slowly grabbed your bag and walked out of the room.
His anger turned to a worried and hurt expression. He ran a hand through his hair tiredly and sighed.
"Y/n I didn't- please stop. Wait!" He pleaded as you continued walking to your car and got in.
"Goodbye. I hope you have fun." You said as you started the car, meaning every word which only made him feel worse. He tried to open the door but it was locked.
"Please stop just let me explain!" He pleaded but you couldn't hear him through the window as you drove away.
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You were sitting in your room on your bed. Today was the day you and Brad were supposed to go on tour, that is until he told you you couldn't go anymore.
Now you were alone in your room. All of a sudden Brad burst through the door and grabbed one of your bags, throwing stuff into it.
"Brad what are you doing!?" You questioned as you tried to grab it from him but he didn't budge.
"Stop!"
"No you're going with me!" He protested.
"What do you mean!? I'm not going with you, you already said you didn't want me to, you made that pretty clear." You argued.
"I didn't mean that!" He whined.
"Then what did you mean!?"
"I mean that I've heard what people say. The boys talk about it sometimes, management, my family, everyone. I hear people talking about how the fans will react and if they react badly I don't want you to be there to take the backlash. I don't want them to hurt you." He confessed.
"I can take care of myself you know." You sighed in defeat, resting your head on his shoulder.
"I know. But I'm still worried." He sighed.
"Well don't be. You just worry about you and I'll worry about me." You said, kissing him on the cheek.
"You do realise that won't stop me from worrying about you?" He smirked.
"Yeah but it was worth a try babe." You smiled and he just laughed and shook his head.
"So can you finish packing? We have to leave soon." He asked.
