In a song // bws (completed)

Chapter eighteen

Another day, another shift at the bar, and another text sent to the Swedish girl that's been haunting the boy's mind. He missed her like crazy, not knowing what to do. It's been almost 3 weeks since he last saw her, her big hazel eyes, heard her addicting accent. He was slowly loosing his mind. That was what he was afraid of the most, another heartbreak, and this one happened before it even started.

"Yo Simpson, start moving your ass and work!" Kevin, his co-worker said walking back to the bar, making Bradley to get up from the cold street floor. Ever since she left he started smoking more, even more than he used to, he knew it was bad, but it was the only thing that made him calm and forget her face for a while.

He walked inside, seeing only 3 people sitting and drinking, it was a quite night, for Bradley's luck that means an early closing. It was currently 1:30 am, and what he wanted to do more than anything was to smoke another cigarette.

Talking behind the bar table, a woman around her early 30's made her way towards the young man.

"Good night mam, what would you like to drink?" He said putting on a smile even tho he felt broken and empty inside. "What you have to offer me?" She said smirking at him. Although the woman was beautiful, he had his mind set on one girl only.

"We have lots of kinds of drinks, what you like the most?" He asked. "Well, i like my drink to be strong and good" she said sending a seductive glare towards the younger boy.

Brad, mainly disgusted by the woman's actions, poured her a shot of Vodka. "Here, it's the best one we have" he said.

After a few more moments of the woman trying to flirt with the boy, everyone left, and she was the only one left there.

"Um, miss, it's closing time, i think you should go home safely now" He said smiling towards the tipsy woman.

"Well thank you Bradley" she said reading his tag name. "My name is Elizabeth, and i shall come here more often if you're here" she said making the boy look at her awkwardly. "I'm 29, you look young, i hope you're into older woman" she said writing something on a napkin, flashbacks from his second time meeting Summer came to his mind.

"Call me" he said winking at him, walking out of the bar. The boy looked at the note she left in shock.

"Damn Simpson she is smoking hot" Kevin said walking towards him.

"You think she's hot?" He asked him, "well duh" Kevin answered.

"Well take it, have fun" he said throwing the napkin at him. "I cleaned whatever i hat to clean, I'm outside smoking a cigarette, call me when you're finished so i can close" the boy said walking outside, to his privet spot again.

Sitting on the cold floor, he took out a cigarette lighting it and inhaling a long drag immediately, instantly relaxing with the nicotine filling his lungs.

Taking his phone out, unlocking it, he tapped that message icon, going to his one sided conversation with Summer;

I miss you. Please come back to me, i miss my best friend. B x

After writing this message, he logged into instagram, double tapping a few pictures from his feed, accepting a few following requests, deleting some.
Then he went back to his feel again, refreshing it, immediately his eyes caught those big hazel ones in a picture, double tapping it in a heartbeat.

He looked at the pictures again, her sitting beside a window with a breathtaking view. along with the caption;

Home; the place where one lives permanently. I missed you so much, and I'm here to stay.

Reading the caption again and again, he finally realized why she hasn't answered his texts, because she's back in Sweden. She left England. She left him.

Going back into the texts conversation with her he quickly typed a message, with tears rolling down his face.

You left me. It hurts.

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