The Other Sugg (COMPLETED)

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I'm dressed in a light blue dress that has a skater skirt with a nude colored cardigan over top and nude colored ankle boots on my feet to complete the outfit. My hair is loosely curled with the side pieces pinned back and my makeup is light neutral colors with a nude lip. Today is the date with Brad as you can probably guess and I'm slightly nervous. He makes me nervous but not because I'm scared of him but because he brings out a side of me that I've never known, the serious girlfriend side. Brad and I have been together for about half a year now altogether, if you don't count the time we were apart. I've never been in a serious relationship before and I'm scared of losing him again. I'm in love with every piece of that adorable nutcase.

"You look beautiful." I blush at Brad's compliment as I take his hand, letting him guide me down to our uber outside.

"Not bad yourself Simpson." He was wearing a long sleeve bottom up with the top few buttons undone to show off a bit of his bare chest and the sleeves rolled up, along with a pair of black skinny jeans and black boots. His curly brown hair was in like a sexy messy style with a bit of product in it to keep it tamed.

"So you're still not gonna tell me?" He smiles at me as we climb into the uber.

"Patience love." I sigh in defeat before laying my head on his shoulder as the uber drives off to wherever we're heading.

After about fifteen minutes, the uber finally stops and I look out the window to see an empty park. Brad and I exit the uber car and he grabs hold of my hand, leading me down a private path through some small trees. I gasp when when we finally reach the other end of the path.

The scene in front of us is absolutely beautiful, a gazebo with fairy lights wrapped around every bit of the frame. There's a table set for two in the middle with red rose petals scattered around it. I feel myself tear up at the effort Brad went through to pull this off. Honestly the best and most romantic thing any guy has ever done for me.

"It's beautiful." I turn to face Brad to see him already looking at me with a smile on his face. I smile at him back him and pull him into a loving kiss. His arms wrap around my small waist as my fingers get lost in the curls on his head. He pulls away first and places a kiss on my nose and forehead before leading me over to the gazebo, helping me into my chair at the table before taking a seat in his own chair.

"The other boys helped me set this up and the girls made up the basket of food after I left to pick you up." I smile at Brad's confession.

"I'll have to remember to thank them later." Brad smiles at me as he starts pulling out our dinner. The food is actually delicious, thanks to Ana and Luisa. I don't think Con or Tris would have been this good, no offense to them.

During dinner, we made small talk which is a very easy thing between us as we're just so comfortable with each other and after dinner was when Brad brought out his guitar and he serenaded me a bit, giving me the first listen of the boys' new album before making me play for him. I decide to do 'Worst In Me' by Julia Michaels because I love her songwriting abilities and her vocals. I position my hands on Brad's acoustic guitar and begin to play the song as I sing along to the sounds of the chords flowing from the instruments in my hands.

Yeah

Remember when I used to be happy for you?
You could go out with your female friends and I'd be totally fine
Remember when you used to be happy for me?
You celebrate all my success without crossing a line

Now, it's like we're scared of getting good
'Cause we know the truth is that we could
Yeah, we know that we might actually work
And the truth is that we could

But maybe it's the worst in me
That's bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn't want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you
But the worst in me doesn't want to

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

It's almost like I've gotten so used to resentment
That every annoying little thing you say has lost its effect
It's almost like it's made you a little bit bitter
When I don't always react the way you expect

It's like we're scared of getting good
'Cause we know the truth is that we could
Yeah, we know that we might actually work
And the truth is that we could

But maybe it's the worst in me
That's bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn't want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you
But the worst in me doesn't want to

I won't hurt you again
If you won't, if you won't
But, baby, I won't lose you again
If you won't, if you won't

Remember when I used to be happy for you?

But maybe it's the worst in me
That's bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn't want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you, I really want to
But the worst in me doesn't want to

Really doesn't want to

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

The worst in me doesn't want to

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

The worst in me doesn't want to

After I finish the last line, Brad does his little 'whaayy' noise as he claps at my little performance for him. I blush at his cheering and set down the guitar. Brad smiles wide at me and pulls me to his side, placing a kiss on my temple before pulling me onto my feet and pulling out his phone. He messes around on it for a bit before the sounds of a slow song is been playing. I smile at him as he sets his phone down on the table and comes back to me, pulling me against him as his arm wraps around my waist gently. I rest one hand on his shoulder and the other in his unoccupied hand as we begin to slow dance together. He rests his forehead against mine as I close my eyes, soaking in every single little bit of this moment.

Halfway through the song, I feel Brad's lips slowly move against mine as he kisses me softly. I smile to myself and move my lips in sync with his as he deepens the kiss. We stop dancing as we become fully emerge in each other. Both of my hands travel to his curls, getting entangled in them as his other arm wraps around my waist and his grip on me tightens the more feverish our kisses become. This is the best date I've ever been on, the most romantic and thoughtful one as well.

How did I get so lucky to have Bradley Will Simpson as my boyfriend?