The One - Bradley Simpson Fanfiction

Chapter 10 - Love Against Lies

The next morning I awoke in a hotel room to a deafening silence. The room had been tidied so well overnight that it was as if no one had been here. The beds were made up perfectly and when I looked over at my phone, I noticed I had 33 texts from Parisa, Tris and James.

But yet, there wasn't one from Brad.

Remembering the events of the night before shook me and I still couldn't get my head around it. Had Brad really cheated? Had I cheated on him with Tris, even if it was just a kiss? What were we doing anymore? 

I ignored all the texts, especially from Parisa as I wasn't ready to come to terms with what had happened that night. It wasn't until I received a phone call from James that I decided to answer.

"Hello?" I said, yawning.

"Jenny, thank God. Why haven't you been answering your phone?"

"... I don't know."

"Well you need to get ready, quick! Go down to the lobby and get in the taxi waiting for you-"

"Why, what is going on?" I said as James took a breath.

"Brad is in hospital..."

I dropped my phone which fell and hit the duvet. I'd left it on speakerphone and I could still hear James' voice as I sat back, my heart being ripped out of my chest.

"W-w-what happened?" I said, close to tears.

"Brad-he-err-he-err... he showed signs of a relapse, last night... after you left."

"A relapse? No. You're lying to me."

"You need to hear it from him but I'll fill you in until you get to the hospital. Three years ago, Brad had an illness which affected his mind and body. He recovered well but he was under so much stress which caused him to end up in hospital. At the time of this he was dating Parisa. He told her he had cheated because he didn't want her to worry about him when he was ill and at his lowest. It was the best choice then, Jenny. You have to understand that. He didn't know it was going to happen to him. He didn't know what he was doing, Jenny. Then, last night, clearly the stress took over once more and he fainted on me outside the club. Con and Charl had already left and Perrie, Leigh-Anne and Leigh had taken Parisa home. Tris had left with you and Jade had left with her boyfriend. I was alone and I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I took him in a taxi to the nearest hospital and they confirmed he emotional stress symptoms."

I took a deep breath, trying not to cry as I walked through the hospital doors, whilst a doctor led me to Brad. We reached his room in the hospital and I couldn't help but shed a tear. I wanted to help him as he lay there, helpless.

He was on a drip and yet, he lay there so peacefully. James has told me that stress attacks like this were rare and Brad had only ever had them twice, including today. Although it didn't sound like anything serious, there were side effects... Side effects that caused Brad to end his relationship with Parisa.

I walked into his cubicle and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

I looked at him, before placing my hand on his. He started to wake up and move his fingers, ever so sightly.

"Hey," I whispered.

"Hey," he managed to say before trying to sit himself up.

"Don't worry about that," I said, "I-"

"I lo-v-e yo-u, Je-nny," he said, breathless.

"I love you too, Brad. I'm sorry for walking out without finding out the truth. I'm sorry this happened. It's all my fault."

"N-o. It-it is-n't."

"No, it is."

"I wa-nt to be w-ith y-ou an-d I w-ant t-o tell th-e fa-ns, if you-'re OK wit-h it?"

I looked up, mascara down my face.

"I'd love to do that. No more lies, hey?"

"N-o mo-re lies."

I kissed his forehead before the nurse came in to assess him.

I stayed by him for several hours, talking over everything. We laughed and cried a little but best of all, we loved each other and that was all that mattered.