The One - Bradley Simpson Fanfiction

Chapter 8 - Secrets

I woke up the next morning, remembering how perfect last night had been. I looked at my phone to see a text from Brad.

'Morning beautiful. After tonight, we have a few days off. I was hoping you'd come back to my house in Birmingham before we head to Liverpool for the second half of the tour. I'd love you to visit. I love you, B x'

I smiled at the thought, but my heart raced wondering if things were going faster than I had intended.

'I'd love too :) I haven't got a lot of clothes though haha! I love you too! Xx'

'Awesome, and don't worry about it! Nat will have some you can borrow! Please don't tell anyone you're coming back with me though :) Xx'

I frowned but promised I wouldn't tell.

At that moment, Charl walked in and jumped on my bed.

"Come on sleepy head! It's time to go to the arena!"

I checked the time on my phone. Half seven. 

"Ugh!" I said, forcing myself out of my bed.

"So, what happened last night?" Charl said, doing her hair in the bathroom mirror.

"I was going to ask you the same!"

"We saw you leave Brad's room when we came back, Jenny." 

I rubbed my eyes, washing my face and applying a touch of make - up.

"Look, nothing happened. We went out for a walk, had a drink and then went back to his room to," I rattles my brain trying to find a good explanation, "and then just sat and spoke about our childhoods."

"Of course that is what happened."

"So, what happened with you and Con?"

"We went for a beautiful meal. He is such a romantic. It was perfect," she said, smiling in the mirror, before going back to curling her hair.

"You're so lucky to have found him, Charl!"

She smiled before putting down the curling wand and turning to me. "Be careful, Jenny. I know you like Brad, but I don't want anyone to get hurt."

"Me and Brad will be fine, honest."

"I didn't mean you and Brad."

"Well what do you mean?" I asked in confusion and changing into some clothes by my bed.

"Just let me say, I've warned you."

I shrugged her words off and focused on warming up my voice. 

After both bands had performed, we all stayed to watch Little Mix before taking more selfies backstage to post to Instagram and Twitter.

'Hanging with our faves, @LittleMixOffic and @thevampsband! Xx' Parisa posted from backstage and then posted a selfies of her, Brad and Jade.

Later on that night, we all headed back to the hotel in different vans.

Parisa, Leigh and James were in one, Charl, Con and Brad were in another and then Tris and I were in another.

We took selfies on our journey back because we were bored, and Tris posted some on his twitter.

'Love this one, @JennyWavelength!'

I retweeted it and Brad did too. 

"So, how are things with you?" I said.

"Great, we've nearly finished recording our album and if we get the deal, we can go ahead and release it!"

"I had forgot about the deal to be fair. I'm just having such a good time with you guys and the girls right now!"

"Really?" he said, hit face lighting up.

"Yeah!" I said.

Once we made it back to the hotel, we packed our bags and headed to the airport to get flights back to Heathrow.

"Where you all off to then?" Con said.

"Home," James said, and Leigh and Parisa nodded.

"I think I'm going home too!" Brad said, winking at me.

"Ah, I'll miss you guys, but we'll be reunited in five days anyway!" Con replied.

It wasn't until around three AM that we arrived at Brad's house and it was amazing to say the least.

"No one is home," he said, as we pulled our suitcases upstairs. "Where do you want to sleep?" he said, shyly.

"I don't mind!"

He took my hand and pulled me into what looked to be his room. He kissed me on the forehead, as I was so much smaller than him.  I ran my fingers through his hair and slowly kissed him to let him know the feelings we shared were the same. Before I could even say anymore, his strong arms were around me, holding me as close as possible while he bent down and kissed me gently. The soft gentle kiss gradually turned into a deep passionate kiss. 

It was late but we didn't care. We wanted to stay up and see the stars and spend all our time together.

All I had ever wanted was to be loved.

I had watched so many films and dreamed of moments like this. 

Then, in the moment, he whispered in my ear. "No one will be home until tomorrow afternoon... Make love to me?" he said.

My heart raced. I didn't know what to say. How had things moved so fast? 

I caught his eye and smiled. Of course I was nervous but I didn't say anything.

I woke up the next morning in Brad's bed, wrapped in the arms of the person I was sure I loved. Right there, in the moment, I knew that there was no better feeling in the world than of that that I was feeling now.

Brad was still asleep when I woke up, which gave me time to think about the last few months. The few months in which I fell in love and at the same time, started achieving my dream. 

As my mind drifted off, Brad's phone started to ring. He was asleep and didn't wake up to answer. I didn't know whether to answer it for him or wake him up. Instead, I did nothing. 

It was Tristan, so he decided to leave a voice mail.

"Hey, erm, Brad. It's me. Ring me when you get this. We need to talk. I can't take this anymore. I know what you're doing and it is breaking my heart. Me and Parisa are the only ones who know what no one else does. So, think about all of this please. Bye."

I didn't meant to listen to the voice mail, it just sort of happened and with it being from Tris, I thought it would have been important. But now, I was left confused. What was going on?

At that moment, Brad awoke, smiling, and kissed me on the lips.

Maybe it was best I didn't say anything just yet.