you're cute ➳ brent rivera + brad simpson

CHAPTER 22

"Hey," I whispered. Brad's chest moved up and down, "I miss you. I mean it's been a few hours but I haven't told you I love you in a while." I kissed his lips. His soft, pink lips half expecting something back but nothing. I sat back down and sighed.

The last time I bit my nails was when I was 8. It was a terrible habit and I managed to overcome it when my aunt gave me these sharp braces that pricked me whenever I bit my nails. They were removed when I was 13, when I got proper braces. Now I have neither and I'm free to bite my nails when I like.

I began singing, just quietly though as I stroked Brad's cheeks.

"Oh oh oh, she needs a wildheart, she needs a wildheart, I got a wildheart." My voice croaked near the end and the tears began falling again. I cried myself to sleep.

The sun shone through the blinds and I slowly opened my eyes. I stretched my arms as I tried to remember yesterday. When I saw Brad's condition my heart sank.

The door opened revealing the nurse with a tray of food.

"Hey darling. This is for you. Your mum brought some clothes for you to get changed in." She smiled as she placed the tray down.

"That's not my mum. You must be talking about my boyfriend's parents. My mum is in America." I explained.

"Well Hun, she must've flown in this morning because she's here. She brought a girl as well, Sophia I think her name was. Anyways doll, your boyfriend will be in my prayers tonight." And with that she left.

I checked my phone and realised I had 20 missed calls from both my mum and Sophia. I also had over 1000 notifications from Instagram. Haha this is probably the most I've ever had. Quite a few people commented, asking if Brad was okay. Honestly I don't know how they found out about him getting hit by a car because neither I nor his family posted it online. Other people just flipped out and were panicking.

I can't be cruel. I have to let the fans know he's alright. I pressed the record button and began speaking, "Hey guys, a lot of you may know that Brad is in hospital right now but he's doing okay. Erm, he's in a coma and I don't know when he'll wake up if he does so erm yeah. I thought I should just keep you updated." I explained and stopped the recording. After I posted it on both Twitter and Insta my feeds blew up almost instantly.

*1 week later*

In my arms were my clothes and I was about to open the door when I heard a groan.

"Mmm Tallulah." A croaky voice called out.

"Brad." My eyes widened and I dropped everything I was holding. I ran towards Brad and dropped to my knees.

"What happened?" He asked.

"You got hit Brad, by a car, last week." I began crying again as I explained what happened. He hissed when he tried to sit up.

"Aghhh fuck," He cursed, "Tallulah get this off me." He asked pointing to the sheets. I did as instructed and he winced at the bruises on his body. I stroked the darkest bruise and he winced.

"Sorry." I apologised but continued feeling the bruises.

"I should be sorry Tallulah," He admitted, still hurting, "I just left without telling you and this happened." I frowned as he pointed to his injuries. I kissed his chest and snuggled into his arms.

"I heard you Brad."

"When?"

"Saying you couldn't break up with me." I sighed and looked up at his eyes. Brad stared out the window, his breaths constant and his heartbeat soothing.

"Oh...that," He said without any effort, "Tallulah I love you okay and no one can make me stop. Not even Rebecca." He announced, stroking my face.

"What." I shot up hitting Brad's hip.

"Ow." He complained.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry." My hands hovered over his body and Brad moved them away, saying it was alright.

"Rebecca. She told me to break up with you or she'd somehow break up The Vamps. I don't know how she can but she really scared me Tallulah." He justified.

"Brad, she's tested me before. My previous relationship, you know with Brent, she tried splitting us up as well. Ha, I don't think she'll leave me alone until she's certain I'll live with cats." I joked. He let out a chuckle and placed his hand over his stomach.

"No matter what happens T-"

"Don't jinx it Brad just don't."

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