Cheater b.w.s

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Taylor's POV:

"Brad"

"Hello Love"

"What are you doing here?!"

"Happy Graduation Day"

He smiled and held out a small box that was beautifully wrapped in black wrapping paper with silver ribbon.

"Brad I-i" I stuttered out of shock and intoxication.

"Just open it Taylor" he laughed making me feel a little less nervous.

I slowly started to unwrap the paper, the feeling of brads eyes burning into me.

"Oh my-" I started but didn't finish, it was beautiful.

It was a silver necklace with a silver angel wing and cross dangling from it, I looked up to see the exact same chain hanging around Brads neck.

"Here" he said taking it out the box and putting it around my neck. The old piece of Jewellery hitting against my hot skin stung a little bit, but I didn't mind.

"Brad I-i don't understand"

"You really thought I was gonna miss your graduation day!" He chuckled. "Even if I am a little late, I had to see you today, to tell you how proud I am of you, of everything you've accomplished and.. to tell you I haven't stopped thinking about you"

"It's been so long Brad" I paused. "3 years with not a word from you"

"I know.. after I left you the letter I had to give you your own space, let you think about things, let you focus on yourself and even though I missed you so fucking much it was the best thing I ever done, because look at all you've achieved Tay.. an internship and Londons teen vogue! It's everything you've ever wanted"

"Not everything" I muttered staring down at the floor.

"I'm here now Taylor" he placed his hand on my cheek making me look in his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes, that have not changed.

"What about all that shit with one of the Little Mix girls?" I lean back, taking myself out of his grasp.

"It's all bullshit Taylor, I told you I'd wait for you and I did.. i told you I'd build you an empire and I have I.." he stopped as he looked down at my hand that showed the ring he left in the letter he left me 3 years ago.

"Your wearing it" he smiled beautifully. Just as I was about to answer him, a loud rumble erupted in the sky followed by a awful rain shower.

"Shit!" Brad laughed. Taking his leather jacket off and wrapping it around my shoulders.

"My apartments just round the corner, come on!" I didn't wanna go back into the pub with Brad, I wanted to be alone with him, I was enjoying this time just us two.

"So when did you move in here?" Brad asked, as we walked through the hallway to the my apartment block.

"At the end of my first year, it took a while but I finally done it" I said unlocking the door to my apartment.

Once we were inside things were pretty awkward,  Brad just stood by the door soaking wet with his hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans.

"Would you like a cuppa tea or something?" I asked and he nodded. "Here" I said chucking a towel to him. "The bathrooms through their and you can borrow some of Jamie's clothes if you wanna" I said directing him to the bathroom.

This all felt too weird.. I even remembered how he has his tea.

2 sugars.

Milky.

I walk over to the bathroom with brads tea in my hand, just as I'm about to knock I notice the door is slightly open. I look in and see Brad with his bare back towards me, his tanned, toned back glistening slightly from the rain. He then pulls down his skinny jeans with a slight struggle as they were wet and clinging to his skin. But eventually he took them off leaving him in nothing but his black tight boxers. As I leant forward to get a better look at the body I've missed I accidentally spill the tea over myself.

"Shit!" I shout as I spill burning hot tea down myself.

"Taylor?" Brad calls before appearing at the bathroom door with a smirk on his face. "Was you peeping Taylor?" He said with a ever growing smirk on his face.

"Of course not" I scoff and quickly Rush over to the kitchen sink and place my burnt hand under the cold water, hissing as it makes a connection with my skin.

"Here let me have a look" Brad said with a concerned tone.

"It's fine honestly" I laugh a little to stop myself from crying. He wets a piece of tissue and gently places it on the burnt area making me whimper.

"Sorry" he smiled before running over to his coat pocket and pulling out a plaster. He took the paper off and stick it down on the burnt area. I smiled as I looked down at the simple act that made my heart flutter.

"Thank you" I said, my eyes flickering up to meet his. "For always caring about me."

He just smiled.