Daddy simpson

Chapter twenty five

After getting ready for at least two and half hours I'm finally content with how I look.

I'm wearing a fitting silky red dress that suits my 'curves'.

I say curves but I mean I only have one curve, which I guess is my arse? I mean it's a lot nicer than my chest because I actually have a bum but unfortunately I have no boobs what's so ever.

I don't mind too much Though i mean I can wear cute bras and I'll never have back ache, so really it works in my favour and if anyone has a problem with it they can suck my tiny little titties.

I left my hair down and curled it at the ends to at least look like I made a bit of an effort and did a natural makeup look with a rose tint.

Now all I had to do was wait until brad got off stage and got ready, now I think about it maybe getting ready so early wasn't one of the best ideas because now I have about an hour to kill and brads still on stage, so I might as well go and watch the last bit.

I walked out into the arena and stood at the back, brad looks so fucking hot while he's on stage, his hair does this thing where it loses its form and I just can't.

I'm feeling wetter and wetter by the second just watching him on stage being so effortlessly beautiful.

They finished there last song and left the stage, the lights come on and the arena started to empty.

I walked back stage and found lucy and hannah.

"Where's Sarah?" I asked them.

"Her mum picked her up but Never mind that, you look fucking hot!" Hannah cheered.

I giggled "you really think so?" I said twirling.

"Oh stop it! Now your just teasing us" she laughed

"I'm just wondering where brad is?" I questioned.

"He's having a shower because he stinks, if I had to put a time on when he would be ready I'd say twenty minutes from now, never under estimate how fast Simpson can be ready" lucy addressed.

"Noted" I giggled

I left them talking and tried to find brad, i looked in the boys dressing room and there was nothing, checked all the support acts dressing rooms, checked the kitchens and there was no sign of him.

*ding*

Brad: meet me at the tour bus in five X

I smiled at his text and started to walk towards the outside of the arena.

I reached the bus and saw him leaning against it looking at his phone.

He scrubs up nicely, he didn't go all out but I didn't want him to I think he looks cuter how he is.

He wore a plain white t shirt,black skinny jeans and a belt, simple but very effective.

He whistled and grabbed my hand to spin me.

"Doesn't someone look spiffy?" He smirked looking me up and down.

"I was thinking the same thing" I couldn't hide my childish smile.

He grabbed my hand and lead me to his car he did the old opening of the door thing for me which I thought was sweet.