Daddy simpson

Chapter fifteen

"Do you want to stay here tonight?" I asked and I really hoped yes would be the answer.

"I can't, sorry." He gave me a half smile "look I probably should of told you this sooner but I'm going on tour the rest of the tour tomorrow for three months"

"Your kidding?" I asked "and I only just started to like you as well" I joked.

"Ha ha, very funny" he smirked.

"So I guess this will be the last time I'll see you in three months then" I questioned.

"Oh god no of course not, I've arranged certain dates for you to come and see me" he grinned "i can't live with out seeing your face for that long" he said squeezing my cheeks together to my lips pout.

"Your crazy brad! there's something called work and I go to it" I said whilst my lips were still in a pouty shape.

"Quit"

"Are you pulling my leg or something?" I pulled away from his hands.

"No, I'll pay you" he bleated like it was nothing.

"I was actually going to ask you to come full time and help out with wardrobe or makeup or something but I didn't think you'd want to come for three whole months" he exclaimed.

"You know I have an a level In makeup?" I grinned.

"Wait, is the you telling me would do the whole three months?" He grinned pulling me closer.

"Do we get any breaks at all to come home?" I asked looking up at him because of the hight difference.

"Yes two, one before we go round Europe and one before we go to America, the breaks last for two weeks"

I'd love it but then again I couldn't leave my mum for that long, she can't deal when I'm not there for a night let alone three months so I don't know what I'll do.

"Well if you think about it we only have five more shows in the uk we've already done Manchester we only have Birmingham,Glasgow,london, Sheffield and Leeds so your not too far from home" he explained "your only gonna be gone for two weeks then you'll be back for two weeks"

"I'll text you tonight my answer" I answered

"Okay, see you soon" he raised his eyebrow.

"Maybe" I smiled

I fucking hope that's are new little catch phrase thing cause that's the cutest.

I walked back in to my house going over how I'm going to tell my mum what I want to do.

"Mum!" I shouted finally thinking I've got the right words to say.

"Yes love?" She said coming round the corners.

"Oh I thought you were upstairs" I giggled "can we talk?"

"Of course love, what's up" she looks at me worrying.

"Well brad just asked me to go on tour with him for the next three months around America and Europe he said he'd pay me for doing jobs there. It would start tomorrow and I really want to go but I feel awful on you an-" I spoke as fast as I could before she stopped me.

"Go" she smiled

"What?"

"Go" she giggled "go and see the world before it's too late! That's all I ever wanted to do but never had the opportunity but you do, so go"

"Oh my god? Really? You'll let me go!" I cheered

"On one conditions"

"Anything"

"You text me everyday" she smiled