Sweet Serendipity (Bradley Simpson)

Prologue

Bradley does not start out famous in this story. I just felt that the plot wouldn't be as realistic if he were famous. You'll get what I'm talking about when you read the story. If you decide to read it haha. If you do, thank you! It means a lot. Also, Bradley doesn't appear in the prologue. He'll appear on the first chapter.

Anyways, I'll stop rambling for now and let you read.

Thanks again! (:

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My back ached because of the long flight I had just landed from in Miami, Florida. Everything about plain rides make me want to jump out of a moving vehicle. Somehow I always get stuck next to someone who likes to talk a little too much, or someone who snores louder than my father.

But now that I can walk without restrictions and not talk to anyone, I'm a bit more chipper.

I made my way towards baggage claim and waited patiently for my bag to come out. It was always awkward for me because I always felt like people stared at me even though they were most likely not even glancing at me. My mind thinks way too much sometimes.

The bags began piling out and I searched for mine. A few more bags came out before mine came in sight. I walked over to it and grabbed it.

Happily, I made my way outside where my car was waiting patiently for me in the parking lot.

I started my car and made my way home. I'm only 17 but I've worked my butt off to get this car, plus I have to deal with school as well. But at least it's my last year.

It's currently spring break and I just came back from a trip to my aunts place in Washington. We're really close and she paid for my ticket so I could spend some time with her. It was pretty fun but I was glad to be back home.

I arrived in my house and I tried to make as little noise as possible. I hadn't told my parents I was coming today. They thought I was coming later on in the week and I wanted to surprise them.

"Will did you leave the-" my mom paused as soon as she saw me and let out the biggest scream, charging towards me, engulfing me in a hug. My dad came in the room shortly after, looking slightly frightened because of my mom's scream. "Melody!" my dad exclaimed and I smiled giving him a hug as well. It was all just a big love fest.

"Okay guys, I can't breathe," I stated and they let me go. They let me go and asked why I told them that I would be coming later if I wasn't so I explained and then told them I had to upstairs and unpack.

I opened my bag and I suddenly froze. These were not my clothes. These were some guys clothing and then it dawned on me.

I had grabbed the wrong bag.