A Stroke Of Luck // Bradley Simpson

2. My Bradley

Just to clear up any confusion, 'Rissa' is Larissa's nickname and 'Eb' is Ebony-Paige's nickname, they aren't different characters :)

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*Ebony-Paige's POV*

Larissa seemed to be having a great time on her own so I decided to go and grab some food, and also try and find Brad. I've always had a thing for Brad, although nothing has ever happened between us because Larissa is always there - always in the way. Those two have been best friends since pre-school and they spend the majority of their time together - Rissa even goes and watches Brad at band practice. Their inseparable, almost like twins, however I can't help but feel that she likes him more than what she lets off. But tonight I'm going to get what I want and Rissa isn't going to stop me. I'm going to get what i want, I'm going to get the boy I desire.

I searched every part of the house and garden, in search for Bradley but I had no luck. Entering the marquee, the only place I hadn't looked, i spotted him playing air-hockey with what seemed to be Tristan. He looked so cute whilst concentrating, damn I just can't get this boy out of my head!

I took a deep breath, and walked over to Bradley, not completely in control of myself.

"BRADLEY BABY!" I called drunkenly over the music

"We need to talk" I whispered into his ear as I dragged him over to the sofas.

*Brad's POV*

"7-1 get in!" I shouted at Tristan who was the champion.. of losing.

"Only because I kept pushing the puck into my own goal" Tristan replied desperately trying to make up any excuse he could think of.

"I demand a re-match!" He called out, placing another 50 pence into the machine as the puck fell down into his tray.

"Fine but you'll just lose again - I am the master of air-hockey" I replied with a smirk plastered across my face.

"BRADLEY BABY" a girl screamed, making me jump at the volume of her voice.

I turned my attention away from the game to see Ebony-Paige stood next to me looking quite, well - wasted.

"We need to talk" she whispered in my ear, pulling me away from Tris, and to the sofas at the back of the marquee.

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"You're so cute Bradley, I really really like you" Ebony cooed, her voice making me shiver, and not in the good way.

"Okay, I think it's time we got you home Eb, don't you?" I replied slightly laughing at how drunk she was.

"N-n-no Bradley I want to stay here with you"

"Come on, lets go find Larissa so she can walk you back home"

"I don't want that cow anywhere near me" she giggled, poking me in the chest, then running her hand all the way down to my stomach.

I started to feel quite uncomfortable with Ebony around me and got up from the sofa in an attempt to get back to the game with Tris.

"Where do you think you're going Mr?" Ebony giggled again, pulling me back down by her side.

"To go and find Larissa to take you home"

"Stop talking about her, and I've already told you that I just want to stay here with you" She said, sounding a little more serious than before. Ebony slowly began to lean in towards me, as the scent of alcohol became stronger and stronger. I froze, unsure of what to do as her lips brushed against mine.

Before I knew it her soft lips were pressed upon mine as our tongues collided with one another. Larissa. The only thing that was etched into my mind was Rissa. I couldn't help but think of all of the things that I love about her. The way her hair flows in the wind, the same perfume she wears that somehow gives me butterflies. Her smile which can cheer me up in an instant... Her lips. So soft, and a rosey pink, almost delicate looking. Wait what was I doing? Why was I still kissing Ebony? How did I end up kis-

"Eb?" a voice shouted over the music

It was Larissa, shit.

"Rissa.." Ebony replied pulling away.

Oh god, Brad you idiot.

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