For You | bws

chapter fifty eight

the only reason I do these 'dreams' is bc I think it's cute and it's to give you guys a taster of what's its going to be like:)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I sat in a wooden rocking chair right next to the large window in the nursery. I gently rocked back and forth with the small baby in my arms. The blue blankets covered the baby's tiny body as his little hand wrapped around my finger. He made little noises as he squirmed, trying to get comfortable. To help, I leaned back into the chair and repositioned him so he lay against my chest.

I heard footsteps come from the door of the nursery, but I didn't turn around in case I disturbed the baby's sleep. I knew it was Brad, I mean, who else could it be?

As he approached us, I was able to see him from the corner of my eye. I turned my head and saw his face. He wore a huge smile, his eyes full of love and his hair slightly messier than normal.

"How is he?" Brad asked in a hushed tone so he wouldn't disturb the baby.

"He's good," I whispered back as we both admired the sleeping baby in my arms.

He had big brown eyes and a few dark curls starting to sprout on his head. Brad says he has my nose, a small button nose.

Once I knew he was sound asleep I decided it was best to put him in his cot (a baby's bed, obvs) so he could sleep more. I slowly stood up from the rocking chair and placed his tiny body into the blanket covered cot, the blue blankets, pillows and toys all around the cot.

Once I placed him down gently, I pulled the blue fluffy blanket over his body and made sure he was warm enough. I stood next to Brad. Brad then grabbed the small white elephant we got given at the baby shower a few months back - Brad placed it carefully next to his small hand and then pulled me close to him as we looked at our baby that we had created together.

••

This morning I woke up late, later than usual anyway. It was almost 11am when I first opened my eyes, obviously Brad had already woken up so he left me to sleep in.

I decided to drag myself out of bed and do my normal morning routine; shower, brush my teeth, brush my hair and put some comfortable clothes on.

After I did all of that I made my way downstairs only to hear Brad singing along to a song but he wasn't trying to sound good, not that he needs to, he just sounds as if he's jokingly trying to sound bad.

I don't know what he is singing but he knew all of the words and he also sung very loudly, what's up with him today?

I thought it would be funny if I recorded it and put it on Snapchat, so that's exactly what I did. I stood behind the wall of the living room, his back facing me. I continued to giggle quietly as I recorded him. When I finished recording, I put it on my story. I smiled to myself knowing he has no idea.

"You having fun?" I shouted over him. He immediately stopped and turned to face me. His cheeks turned into a red colour, his smile fading from his face.

"Yes.. I was," I rolled my eyes at his dramatic reply and sat next to him. I saw bunches of paper stacked on the table. He picked one up from the top of the pile and his face drained a bit.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to look at whatever he was looking at. Brad sighed before replying.

"I'm looking at the new lyrics we made up while we were away," He put the piece of paper down on the table in front of us and sighed.

"Brad, what's wrong?" I questioned, leaning forward to try and get a glimpse at his adorable face.

"Nothing.. I just.. overthink a lot," He ran his hand through his hair then rested his hands on his face.

"Overthink about what?" I asked, almost like a whisper.

"There's just a lot going on lately - for both of us, for the band.. I feel so overwhelmed with everything. Don't get me wrong, everything is incredible but it's all at once, I can't cope with it.." I sighed, I get where he's coming from. Kind of.

"I know, but we will pull through. You will. I know you can," I smiled, rubbing his arm in reassurance. He smiled back briefly.

"I've also been thinking about something, something that's important.." I gaze at him, confused and also worried, I hope this isn't bad.

"I've been thinking about not going back on tour,"

••

S O R R Y  F O R  T H E  C L I F F H A N G E R

also I'm late to this but sHAWN FUCKING MENDES WON 3 MTV AWARDS, UGH IM SO PROUD