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

12. Speechless

I SMILED as I read Brad's Instagram post.

'Thank you! <3'

With the photo of him unwrapping presents. I decided to comment.

'Have the best birthday, @bradleywillsimpson! We love you! xx'

I heard the doorbell, and I got up, looking who it was. Then I saw Will...

"Hi." I greeted with a faint smile.

"Hey." Will greeted back.

"Come in." I said and opened up the door for him. Go Kate. Act fine.

"Do you mind going out today? It's grandmother's birthday." He asked directly. "You can bring Jessica along if you want."

"I'll go but... Jessica's kind of busy. Can you give me a sec, I'll just change." I told him and went straight to my room.

I picked a decent outfit. A black button-down top. Denim jeans. And sneakers. I put on less make up as possible. Then I went walking in on Jessica's room.

"Hey." She said, turning to me.

"It's Mrs. Sandel's birthday. I got to go with Will. I'll be back at..." I glanced at my watch. "Maybe at 3 pm."

"Sure." She said. I smiled. I was about to pas the door but she called my name again. "Be careful."

"I will." I stated.

"Can you stop by a bookstore?" I asked Will. "I'll just get Mrs. Sandel a book."

"Sure." He said.

We went inside. I went into Romance session. Mrs. Sandel is such a romantic woman.

"That would be $17.99, Ms. Campbell." The cashier said. I gave her a smile.

"Here." I gave her twenty dollars. "Keep your tip."

We went out and I saw two girls waving at me. I waved back and mouthed 'hi'.

"You got fans everywhere." Will said, opening the door for me.

"Not at all." I denied, going inside.

"You'll see." He smirked.

"Um, Kate. I'm sorry for what I did–"

Somehow, I forgive Will for what he did. I guess he's just that liberated.

"It's okay." I smiled.

"You sure? 'Cause I–"

"Will, it's okay." I pushed.

"Thank you." He muttered. "Let's go."

We got at the new house of the Sandels. Will knocked at the door. A girl opened the door for us. She instantly squealed when she looked at me.

"Take it easy, Faye." Will chuckled.

"Oh my gosh." She emotionally reacted. "Come in, come in."

We stepped into the house and we saw Mr. and Mrs. Sandel came from the kitchen.

"Hello, ma'am and sir." I greeted with a wide smile and hug them both.

"God, I missed you." I said.

"We missed you too, dear." Mrs. said.

"I can smell cookies." I stated as the smell of fresh-baked cookies hit my nose.

"Shall we?" Mr. invited. I nodded. There's just five of us. The Faye, me, Wi ll, and the married couple.

"You don't have visitors?" I asked.