The Arrival

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[Brads POV]

"Thanks for me helping clean man." I said, truly thankful of Bazz for saving my ass.
"You better be!" Bazza replied enthusiastically. "But now you owe me one." He said feeling good of himself for taking advantage of me.

"I'll make it up to you now." I said letting an evil grin spread across my face.
"What the?! Brad what are you planning on doing?..." Bazza asked cautiously.
"Oh nothing, I just wanna say you might have to clean up your place as well..." I replied, enjoying Bazza's confused look.
"What do you mean?!" Bazza asked more frustrated this time.
"Just go, and you'll thank me later. I got to pick Vero from the airport soon. Bye!" I watched Bazza as he was trying to understand what had just happened and why I had basically kicked out of my house. Now, how do I look?

~~~~~~~~~at the airport~~~~~~~~~

I had just texted Vero to meet me out side the nearest cafe to the baggage pickup. But The reality of it was starting to hit me. Vero, in Australia, living in MY HOUSE. I began to feel queasy. Everything around started to swirl and dance about. One man asked if I was alright and I said yes but that was far from the truth, even if it was dissipating now, she was going to be living with me. But what happens if I screw up? What happens if she doesn't like me? What happens if I don't do anything?

[Vero's POV]

When waiting at the airport in Germany the reality of it hit me. I would be staying in Australia, for week, WITH BRAD! I started to hyperventilate. What happens if I screw up? What happens if he doesn't like me? What happens if I do nothing? I was so consumed in my thoughts that I didn't realise boarding had begun.

The same thing happened in Sydney. But I swallowed it down, trying to not faint on the floor. Now where is Brad? He said he'd be at the Cafe closest to the luggage pickup. Then I saw him. But instead of calling out to him I lowered my head and pretended not to see him. I waited a few minutes getting my breathing under control. And then I went, straight towards him. I didn't call I just walked straight towards him. He saw me just before I got to him but he didn't seem to be sure wether it was me, the actual Vero or some other German girl. I arrived at his table and couldn't think of anything to say. "Brad?"
"Vero, it is you! Ooop hang on. What! Where'd it g-oh there it is."
I was confused for what Brad was looking for until he brandished it out of his bag and placed it upon his head.
"M'lady." He said as he tipped his hat ever so slightly.
"Ughhh, gosh darn it! I said trying to sound annoyed but I couldn't help but let a smile creep out across my face. That was until I took notice of Brad, properly. Now Brad is no supermodel but his face fitted his characteristics that I had grown to develop a tiny little crush on him. It was a big crush. So when I 'took notice' of him I could feel my self blushing and could tell Brad was to.
"Uhhh, do you want something to eat?" Brad asked breaking the awkward silence in half.
"No I'm fine thanks, I just need a shower!"
"Alright then let's get going. Here let me take some of you luggage." Brad said leaning down to take the luggage from my hand and as he did his hand brushed mine. Although it was a small touch it sent shivers down my spine and made my cheeks go the deepest shade of Crimson as we walked out of the airport to Brads car.

A/N: Shoutout to aRegularPotato

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