Rileys POV
"No." Brad wrapped his arms around me securely.
"Brad, we need to get up - the bus leaves in an hour. My room is a hell hole." I slap his hand playfully.
If you're wondering we now have clothes on - by clothes I mean I have my underwear and Brads top on. He however, is in his boxers.
"I'll kick you in your balls if you don't let go." I said attempting to be stern.
"Then I won't be able to make your children."
"Wow. Literally now let me go before I cringe to death. That was the weirdest thing you ever have said." I pulled his arms from around me and jumped up.
"I'll rethink my decisions next time." Brad sat up as weirded out by his speech as I was.
"And I'll rethink my decision to be your girlfriend." I smiled innocently.
"Bitch." He retorted jokingly.
"Yeah, wuff." I rolled my eyes.
"I don't get it?"
"Because a bitch is a female dog - dogs go wuff." I mentally face palmed.
"That's not funny. But anyways. I don't want you to leave." He stood up from the bed and made his way over to me. Wrapping his arms around me from behind.
"Ew get off me, freak." I squirmed him off.
"I'm going to cry." He pouted.
We heard the front door shut.
"Hello? Brad? Riley?" We heard a voice we recognised as Tristan's and a few muffled voices.
"Shit put your clothes on." I whispered.
"Go out first and talk to them, I'll get changed." He said calmly.
"No! I've only got a top on." I panicked.
"It's long enough." Brad opened the door and pushed me through it before I could get another word out. Tristan Ava and James had just entered the hotel room.
"Hey Rile- where's the rest of your clothes?" James' face dropped. Tristan's went into a mischievous grin. Ava, well Ava couldn't stop laughing.
"Wow the mind of the youth, get your head out the gutter. Riley dropped her drink over her clothes - look." Brad came out his bedroom. I looked behind me to him; he had actually poured water over my clothes.
I glared at him. He just smiled.
So you fuck a guy and he pours water over your clothes, great.
"Oh." Tristan fell down to the coach.
"I wouldn't sit on that." Brad sent a smirk to me whilst walking into the kitchen.
"What, no. You didn't- God please bless the apartment." Tristan whined.
We had it under control, they didn't know. He just had to be a dick.
"Wait. You two?" Ava finally realised.
"No he's just being a dick." I tried it play it off.
"You've never been a good liar." Ava rolled her eyes.
Instantly, I turned and followed Brad into the kitchen.
"I hate you so, so, so, so bloody much." I mouthed to him. He just laughed.
"I.L.Y" he giggled mocking a girl voice. If I rolled my eyes any harder I'd be blind.
"Funny."
"Riley! We need to get our stuff." Ava shouted from the lounge.
I heard Brads phone start to ring.
"See you later." I kissed his cheek before leaving with Ava.
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"It's not closing!" I heard Ava complain.
"Shut up and bin something." I said closing my case.
"I'll bin you." She retorted.
"You are a bin." I smiled.
My phone pinged.
Texts;
Brad: come over, need to talk.
Me: what? What's happened? X
Brad: just come over.
"Ave. I've finished packing - brad needs to talk about something I'll be back round in about five minute." I said before walking next door to Brads.
Anxiety raised inside of me. What was so urgent I had to come over now?
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Short I know buttttt
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Also I haven't reread this so this is a flop as well
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