* 2 months later *
<> Skylar's P.O.V <>
I mutter a chorus of curse words under my breath, ripping all of the contents out of my handbag. "Where are my fucking keys!" I shout after seeing that my keys weren't in my bag. I stalk into the loungeroom where Alyssa is sitting with Connor, playing FIFA on the TV.
I rip a cushion off the couch and move onto the next one, throwing it behind me. Alyssa and Con are in the way of the last one so I give them a little glare making them jump up, letting my rip the last cushion of the couch.
"What are you even looking for?" Alyssa stares at me with wide eyes and I groan, getting on the floor and looking underneath the couch only to find a few socks, a ring, about 9 hair ties and a lot of dust.
"My bloody car keys," I say as I lift myself up off the ground, walking back out of the room.
Now you may be confused as to why I'm very torn up over some missing keys. Well, I haven't had an amazing morning so far. First, I woke up and discovered that I forgot to put my phone on charge. Then I went to have a shower to find out that Ella and Alyssa somehow used all our hot water, resulting in a very cold shower. After that, I couldn't find a matching sock so I'm sporting odd socks, oh and when I was putting on my socks I managed to fall over. AND THEN I poured my cereal into the bowl and then opened the fridge, finding that we ran out of milk and now my keys are missing.
Now Bradley is about to get here and we are planning to go out but we will have to hold that thought until I find my keys. The doorbell rings, interrupting my stress and I storm to it, pulling the door open before turning around to continue looking.
"Hello to you too?" I hear Brads familiar voice but I block it out, ripping open a drawer in the kitchen. I move all of the draws contents around, muttering more curse words under my breath before slamming it shut and opening the draw next to it.
I copy my actions from before and Brad walks into the kitchen, watching me in amusement. "What are you carrying on about?" He leans on the counter, raising his eyebrows at me.
"I can't find my stupid car keys." I pout, thinking over all the rooms that I've checked for them, not even realising Brad walking off and upstairs. I move back to my handbag, checking inside it before putting everything back in. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and I run my hands through my hair, turning around.
There stands Bradley, right in front of me with my familiar car keys hanging off his fingers. He gives me a cheeky grin and I scowl, grabbing the keys from him. "What would you do without my Sky?" Bradley says and I frown even more, flipping my bag over my shoulder and walking to the door, opening it to the bright sun shining in my face.
"Damnit now I can't remember where I put my sunglasses." I let out an exasperated sigh, turning around to Brad and he bursts into laughter, reaching his hand out to me. He takes the sunglasses off my head, revealing them to me while still laughing at me.
I take them off him and crack a bit of a smile. I'm an idiot. Like, the biggest of idiots. I grab his cheeks, pressing my lips to his which shuts him up as he smiles into the kiss. I step backwards, putting on my sunglasses and holding up my keys, "Let's go."
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"I can't believe we've never found this place, it's so cute." I look around the little café in awe.
"I know, It's so weird that I've lived here my whole life and I never even realised that it was here." He takes a sip from his hot chocolate while I wrap my hands around mine. Yes, it's warm outside but we're drinking hot chocolate. No, don't judge us.
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The Moon 2 // bradley simpson
Fanfiction"I still look at the moon, hoping that he is looking at it too." /////////////////////////// Lucie is getting better. Skylar isn't. Bradley isn't either. All they need is each other.