The drive was short, we didn't converse just mumbled and hummed to the songs playing on the radio, we arrived in town, and decided to get hot chocolates before we went Ice Skating, to warm us on, I shivered as we waited at the truck.
"Cold?" He asked.
I frowned. "No what gave you that idea?" I asked sarcastically earning a laugh from him.
"Here have my gloves." He pulled a small ball of material from his pocket and handed them too me, I snatched them quickly and covered my fingers with them, they were fluffy in the inside.
I thanked him, before he ordered our drinks, he paid which I argued him about, but he wasn't taking my money so I just gave up.
We finished our drinks in no time and headed towards the prefab that had ice skating in and soon we were on the ice.
"Oh my god you're like Bambi!" I pointed and laughed at him as he slipping and sliding.
"Whatcha mean?"
"Have you ever seen Bambi?" I asked, he shook his head and my mouth went wide. "What! You've never seen Bambi." I was shocked, who has never seen Bambi?
"I don't know, I just never watched it." My mouth was still agape. "Don't give me that look! You've never seen Batman."
"That's Batman, you've never seen Bambi."
"Right we'll make a deal, you watch Batman and I'll watch Bambi." We shook hands on it, both agreeing to what he said.
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Hours later we were sitting in a small cafe, empty plates scattering the table, my hands covering my stomach, ashamed because of how much food I had just consumed.
A beep came from his phone that was also laid on the table, he picked it up and sighed quietly, he looked at me.
"I have to go, Alex and I have a date." I tried my hardest not to seem annoyed, he had spent the last 24 hours with I just wish it didn't pass by that fast, I wanted to be with him for longer, but I knew that wasn't possible.
"Are you telling her?" I asked him, as I began to gather my stuff. "Can you drop me home first?" I asked him once I was finished.
"Yeah I am and yes I will." He told me, he gave me a small smile. We both tried to race to the counter to pay but I won, and paid much to his dismay, he dropped me home, this time the both of us screaming loudly to the terribly catchy songs, that we both claimed to hate.
"Bradley and some other boy came round for you." My mother informed me once I made it inside.
"What did he look like?"
"Short boy, same size as Bradley, Scottish, I think."
Why was Connor here?
I ran to my bedroom, taking my coat off me and placing it back in my wardrobe, I got my phone from the pocket, deciding to text Brad, too see what he wanted.
Me- you and Connor called??
Brad- yeah mam told us u were with tris????? What's up with that???
Me- idk we had to talk and he came over then we went ice skating.
Brad- u busy now?
Me- nope come ovaaa dude
Brad- b there in a bit.
So I went on Twitter for a little while, I had a good few followers, because of the boys of course, I was on there Instagrams often, we'd take silly selfies or stupid videos of one another, Although, Really obsessive Brad fans don't particularly like me, as I'm the closest to Brad, they think something is going on between us, so they're the only that hate on me, it doesn't help with my self esteem but I try to ignore it.
