Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

She was crying again on the way home, I was really happy for her.

She kept on saying how he winked at her. How his brown curls fell perfectly over his tanned skin and beautiful face.

I was so jealous.

She'd liked this band for about 9 months whereas me almost 2 years. I loved them. They became my escape, my heroine! It was unconditional, but I'll never be classed as anything more than a fan girl.

I slept at hers that night and when we got back we were exhausted, and really hungry, so her mum got us a subway. When we arrived home Georgie slumped down and tiredly took her coat off. A small flimsy piece of paper fluttered out of her hood. She almost put it in the bin. "Wait! It has writing on it!" I said. A mobile number and then..

"I hope I can trust you with this, B xx"

B...

Brad.

He put it in her hood when he hugged her.

She almost fainted. I had that burning feeling inside of me, my heart was pounding and I wanted to cry. I did cry. I pretended I was crying for her.

I wasn't.

She snatched the paper off me and texted him. "Hi Brad :) x ."

"He won't reply for ages, he's just had a show." I said hurriedly.

She agreed, and we went to bed.

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