Ain't Just A Normal Fan || A Bradley Simpson FanFic

6. Two Wills

I FELT something hugging me from behind. Then I remembered what happened last night.

Sh*t.

I can't believe this.

He was here last night, 11:30 pm.

I've got Bradley Simpson, lying with me on my f*cking bed.

I tried to remove his arm grip on my waist, but he seems to be waking up and tightening it more.

I need to get at least a mouthwash or something.

"Stay." He whispered. I don't know if he's still asleep. Maybe not. He's got in a d*mn hang-over.

"I–I need to pee." I reasoned. I need to get out before my heart finally explode.

He kissed my shoulder and let go. He flipped into the other side of the bed.

Oh Brad...

I went to the bathroom, to brush my teeth. Before going down from my room, and into the kitchen then I heard a noise from the living room.

"Hi." I saw a very familiar figure.

"Jessica?!" I can't believe this. She's here all along?!

"I came here early, I think around 6 am. I thought you would like a surprise, but turns out that I was the one who was pretty surprised that you have someone on your bed. Sorry, I peeked." She winked and gave me that what-happened grin.

"What time is it?" I asked her, changing the subject. She looked at her watch before answering me.

"9:24 am." She said.

"Sorry to keep you wait. I got a bad case of a broken sleep last night. You should have woken me up." I told her.

"No, it's okay. I made myself some company with some of your groceries. And also, you and Brad looks great together in just one bed. So great that I can't resist myself to take a picture." She ended up touching her phone.

"Hey!" I fought. I tried to get the phone from her. Sh*t.

"Don't worry, I won't upload it." She defended.

"You better make him some breakfast, I'm sure he'll be up any minute." She said sincerely.

"Fine. But if he asks, tell him you just got here, okay?" I asked a favor. "And please, try to act casual."

"Hahaha, I will." She winked.

Oh I forgot. I need to wash Brad's clothes. He might not want to wear it again.

"I'll just wash Brad's clothes for a while." I told her to excuse myself.

"Acting like a wife, eh?" Jessica teased, sitting back on the couch.

"Ha-ha. You might not want to see him driving home in my shirt." I told her.

"Hahaha, go ahead." She said.

I went up to my room once again and picked up Brad's clothes. I went to the laundry room and washed them myself. I'm not that too sensitive with washing clothes. I used to do this since I'm 14.

I put in on a dryer then let it dry off by the sun outside. I went back inside.

"Brad just woke up. He went back at the bathroom." Jessica informed me.

"I'm gonna prepare breakfast." I told her and went to see what the fridge still has.

I ended up making pancakes, eggs and bacon. I also have some bread on the fridge, I'm gonna take it out too.