The Journalist and Brad

chapter 3

Ohh shit.

I woke up to light breathing by my ear. Brad was sound asleep with a slight smile on his face.

I'd completley forgot about the interview...I was ment to type it up last night and give it in this morning. I was ...well .. Too busy last night..yeah too busy. I was new to my job...crap...I'm gonna loose it. I gently moved brads curl off my face and sat up, the covers seemed to be perfectly wrapped around our bodies. While I was sleeping Brad must of placed one of his jumpers on me, aw the cutie. But this was wrong..was I gonna have to make up this interview? Eugh. Brad sat up quickly which made me jump, but I laughed which made him smile.

"How are you'". Brad said, his voice croaky and deep from just waking up, it was so attractive. '" I'm good" I smirked  "but this interview and recording, Brad it needs to be done"

He lowered his body till his face was just under mine and moved into a kiss.

"Don't worry babe, look get dressed, have a shower whatever, I promise we will get this done and no  one will ever know" he smiled, kissing me on the cheek as he got up leaving the room, letting me get myself together. I Picked up my clothes which were still in the same place as they were left last night. I had to just leave my face witout makeup and had to brush through my hair with my fingers. I looked a mess but i didn't care. I went into the bathroom and splashed my face with water, as i was doing so i heard the front door open. "Brad what is this" I hear a guys voice laugh with some concern. "Shit, what..how..James is this real?" Brad exclaimed. "This is really in the newspaper?" Brad asked.  James Mcvey was there with a newspaper..is it something to do with their band or? I would have got a text if it was a good story from a newspaper to put in our magazine. I pushed the bathroom door and ran down the big stairs to where James and Brad where standing '"whats..yeah..up James" I gasped,sounding like a right idiot.  Brad laughed and placed a hand on my shoulder. "James, this is Bridgit, Bridgit this is James" James and i laughed in sync " We have met before Brad, we got a few selfies together" James laughed. " How in the world did you get Bridgit and why in the world did you spend a hot night together" James winked. I felt mself blushing, Brad's arm still placed on my soulder. " How did you er, know about last night" i asked shyly. " Look att his Bridgit" He handed me the Weekly Times and all i could see was a huge headline 'BRAD AND BRIDGIT BANG'   "WHAT HOW DID THIS HAPPEN AND CAN THEY EVEN USE THE WORD BANG? There's a photo of us in bed and...how ..through the window?" I screeched. "Our managers gonna flip" Brad laughed.  Suddenly my phone started vibrating, it was my manager.