Cheater b.w.s

38.

Brads POV:

The day before the wedding.. It's been a month since I heard from Taylor, I'm worried like mad but I need to forget about her she's not coming back.. I guess she's happy where she is.

"I hope you boys don't get up to too much trouble while I'm at mine with the girls" Jess said to me and the boys and she gathered up things and made her way to the door of Connors apartment.

"See you tomorrow, on our wedding day" she said wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my lips, I just smiled.

"I'm glad things are finally back to normal" she said before leaving. I leant my back against the door and took a deep breath out. I'm getting married tomorrow?

"You look like you could do with a drink" James laughed sliding his leather jacket on.

"Yeah let's go out" I said trying to said enthusiastic.

I went into my room and chucked on my green khaki hoodie jumper and denim jacket, I put my hands in my jacket and pulled out Taylor's round sunglasses she always wears, I gripped onto them tightly trying to remember her face.. It's been too long. I chucked them on the bed, picked up my phone and we headed for the club.

"We need to pull you a worldie tonight bradders" Connor said.

"His getting married tomorrow?" Tristan laughed.

"Yeah this is his last night of freedom" Connor said making me nervously chuckle.

We entered the club showing the guy our IDs, we were escorted straight to VIP and was given free drinks and buckets on drinks in Ice.

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00:00am

"Shit I'm pissed" I mumbled to myself in the bathroom giggling at my reflection in the mirror. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, it was Jess, she sent me a picture of her with a male stripper sitting on her lap and captioned it help. I rolled my eyes and chucked it back in my pocket. I left the bathroom and stood at the bar ordering another drink, I looked around for the boys and saw them eyeing up these group of girls in the corner, you know what this is my last night of freedom why not enjoy it! I walked over to them and asked them who they are staring at.

"Ah their just slags!" Tristan scoffed.

"Slags are the best" Connor laughed causing me to laugh. I downed my drink wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"Fuck it" I said as Connor handed me another shot, I downed it and danced out onto the dance floor with Connor. The girls see us and start to make their way over, but as they move I spot a girl with the most amazing figure in a pair of high waisted mom jeans and a White bralet top with white thin heels, suddenly the girls coming over to us aren't what I want anymore. I want her.

I watch her waiting for her to turn around, she flicks her long blonde hair over her shoulder and she rolls her hips to Drake One Dance, she doesn't seem like she's with anyone just dancing and enjoying life on her own.

"Go talk to her" Connor said to me, I spudded him and started moving through the dancing bodies, still watching her intently.. Suddenly she turned around.. Taylor? 

I stopped in my tracks as she turned around smiling, singing along to the words.. She looked out of it. What the fuck? Am I imagining her.

"Taylor!" I shout over the music but she can't hear me, I see a man grab her waist.. Is she with him? My mind instantly changes as I see fear in her face as he nuzzles his head into her neck, pure venom pulses through my veins as I see her with another guy.. She tries to shake him off but he won't budge. Fuck this.

"OI mate! She said no!" I said as I dragged the guy off her and punched him in the lip. She stood there smiling at me.

"Bradddddddddddd" she breathed out smiling from ear to ear.

"Taylor wha-what are you doing here" I said holding her face staring deeply into her eyes.

Her eyes flickered up to look at me.. She had tears in them. "Take me back to yours Brad" she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. I was confused and hurt but I still smiled and nodded, walking out the club with her under my arm.

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I knew no one was in at mine so I put the kitchen lights on and started boiling the kettle. I watched as Taylor slowly strolled in and sat on the stool in the kitchen, tears were still rolling down but she didn't make a sound.

"Are you okay" I said handing her a tea. She just shrugged.

"Where did you go?" I asked her.

"Everywhere" she said without making eye contact.

"How long have you been back for?" I said.

"3 hours"

"What?" I paused standing up. "And you thought the first place to go was a club and get off your face!" I raised my voice slightly angry that didn't tell anyone she was home. She finally made eye contact with me.. It was brutal.

"I did go home" she said so calmly.

"And?"

"I looked in the window and saw Jess having her hen-do.. Everyone was laughing and smiling.. Even my mother" she laughed. "And... I didn't wanna spoil it. I didn't wanna intrude on anything or ruin anything" she said looking down at her hands in her lap, I've never seen her so fragile.

"Taylor... You know I would have dropped everything and everyone if I had known you were home" I said holding onto her wrist, I felt a slight cut on her wrist, I looked down to see a burn mark, it looked like a cigarette burn mark, my eyes flicked back up to hers.

"I love you" I said before she pounced on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me down closer to her. I wrapped her legs around my waist and lifted her up off the stool and carried her up to my room all without breaking the heat of the kiss. Once we reached my room I softly placed her on the bed undoing her bralet and slinging it to the side, she tugs at my jumper and I smirk against her lips before pulling away and tugging it off over my head along with the black t shirt underneath it. Our lips reconnect and feels like we never broke apart, her hands explore the curls at the back of my neck while I undo her jeans, we stand up still kissing as she shakes off her jeans, I look down at her stand in her underwear.. She's beautiful.

"What's wrong?" I ask her, as I notice her looking to the floor.

"I guess it's just been a while since we were... Together" she smiles. "I forgot how much it makes me loose control" she said gliding her finger along my chest.

"What does?"

"Your touch" her eyes flicked to mine showing me her beautifully bright smile, I smile back and kiss her nose cupping her face.

"I'm so glad to have you back" I said, she pulls apart from me and undoes my jean buckle.

"It's good to be back Simpson!" She chuckles climbing into my bed, wiggling her finger at me indicating for me to come over.