angel || bws

five

"Just open the fucking door already."

"Magic word, please." I teased sticking my ear to the door so I could hear him.

"Can I please come in, Tanya?" Liam said in a defeated sigh and I unlocked the door.

"That's better." I grinned as I opened the door, letting Liam get inside. "Everything's better when you're nice, don't you think?" I giggled at his expression. I've had him waiting outside for about 10 minutes.

"So," Liam began sitting on the sofa of my apartment, tapping the space next to him, indicating for me to sit. "Are you alone?" He smirked, and I knew exactly what that smirk meant.

"Don't even think about it." I smacked his arm playfully. "But yeah, Amanda went out with some friends from work."

He nodded. "Alright, since you don't wanna have fun." He dramatically rolled his eyes, making me laugh. "What do you fancy doing?"

"We could watch a movie?" I suggested.

"As long as it's not High School Musical then I'm fine with it." He said with a small smile and I rolled my eyes at him.

Liam had always said how annoying he finds those movies, he doesn't really like musicals.

"Fine." I dramatically sighed. "I know one day I'll get you to sing one of those songs with me." I smirked.

"Never in a million years." Liam said crossing his arms.

We spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and watching a random movie he chose, I can't remember the name. When we were about to put on another movie, his phone buzzed.

"Uh, I'm sorry babe. I need to go." He said after putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Oh," I said disappointed. "I was hoping you would stay a bit longer."

"I know." He sighed. "I'm sorry, but um, my mum needs me home." He stuttered.

I had a feeling he was lying, but I let it go.

"Okay, I'll see you soon then?" I said whilst I opened the door for him.

"Of course you will." He smirked and kissed me.

+++

"Do you think he could introduce me to some cute musician or something?" Amanda asked me while she took a sip from her coffee.

"Shouldn't you be asking this to him instead of me?" I laughed.

"But Brad's your friend, not mine."

"There's another reason why you shouldn't be asking him any favours then." I smartly replied, raising my eyebrow.

"You're no fun, Tanya." She frowned. "Please, he must know a lot of artists. At least one has to be cute, and single."

"Since when are you so desperate on dating someone anyways?" I asked her, feeling genuinely confused. "What happened with Kyle?"

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Ugh, don't even get me started on him. He's a jerk."

"Weren't you guys about to make it all official? What happened?" I asked checking the time on my phone, Brad would be here in any minute.

"Turns out he already had a girlfriend and was cheating on her with me."

My eyes widened. "No fucking way." I said. "Well, you're better off without him." I reassured her.

"I know." She half smiled. "Anyway, back to the main subject; will you please at least just ask Brad if he could set me up with someone?" She looked at me with puppy eyes while she pouted.

I playfully rolled my eyes. "Fine, I'll tell him."

"You're the best." She smiled and then the doorbell rang. "Speaking of the devil."

I stood up and grabbed my bag before hugging Amanda. "See you soon."

"Have fun." She replied. "And if you come home without someone's number for me then I'll choke you to death." I pretended to be scared at her statement and she laughed before winking an eye at me.

I opened the door and Brad was standing there typing something on his phone, in his usual black skinny jeans along with a black Arctic Monkeys tee. Classic Brad.

He stopped whatever he was doing on his phone the second I opened the door.

"Hey there, angel." I rolled my eyes at the nickname.

"Hey there, Bradley Bear." I ridiculously made up the nickname.

"Bradley Bear?" He scoffed while frowning. "Really?" He chuckled.

"If you're having a nickname for me then I might as well have one for you." I defended myself.

"Well, yeah, but Bradley Bear?" He asked in disbelief, still in shock that I actually called him that.

"Shut up." I said. "Where did angel come from, anyways?"

"That was ages ago, Tanya. I don't even remember." He playfully rolled his eyes while we got into the elevator.

"I think Bradley Bear suits you." I said while pinching one of his cheeks.

"No, it doesn't." He said pretending to be mad.

"You're right." I said. "You're too small to be compared to a bear." I waited for his reaction. I've always made fun of his height.

"I'm still taller than you, you know." He crossed his arms defensively.

"Only by a few inches!" I fought back, and to be fair, it was true.

"Whatever." Brad said stepping out of the elevator when we got down and I followed him. "I'll still call you angel and you will not call me Bradley Bear."

"Not fair." I pouted and he smiled. "I wanna have a nickname for you."

"But Bradley Bear?!" He asked pretending frustration. "What am I, ten years old?"

"Well you definitely look like it." I laughed and he glared at me.

"You've crossed the line." He crossed his arms giving me his back, pretending to be mad.

I laughed while I hugged him from the back. "I'm sorryyy." I said and leaned my head to a side so I could look at his face. He was having a hard time trying not to smile.

"You should be." He said, still not looking at me. "I'm twenty one, therefore, I'm a man."

"You're right." I said. "Will you forgive me now?" I asked still hugging his back.

He sighed. "Fine." I unwrapped my hands around him so he could turn around before we left the building.

"And for the record," Brad begun. "Facial hair's on its way, you just gotta give it time."

I rolled my eyes and laughed at his statement. He was so obsessed with looking like a man, it was cute.

"I think you look better without facial hair." I told him.

"You do?"

"I mean, I've never seen you with actual facial hair, but I like your baby face." I said in all seriousness and the sides of his mouth curled up.

"Well, thank you then." He smiled and placed his arm over my shoulders.

"So what were you so excited about that you made me leave my apartment?" I asked him while he lead us to his car.

"The boys and I will record some new songs today and I thought you might want to be there." He shrugged and opened the passenger's door for me.

"Of course I want to." I smiled and he sat on his seat before putting the keys in the ignition.

"I know."