Brad Simpson Imagine - Every fans dream

part twelve
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(BRADS POV)
all the feelings flooded back into my body. guilt, sadness, pain, betrayed, love. I was gonna cry. and I didn't want to in front of all these people and cameras. "boys I'll be back" I said running around the corner. I dropped to the ground on my knees and put my hands over my face. I miss her. I miss her a lot. I need Y/N. I love her. my tears were hot and streamed down my face. brad pull your self together your man you can do this. I just need to some how talk to her. I need her back. I got myself together and walked out. "brad can I talk to you mate?" joe said pulling you to the side. you nervous as ever and joe being the most serious your've ever seen him. "brad mate, what were you thinking" you interrupted in. "joe. I know I've made an mistake. but I need her back. I love her. she's my world, my rock. the reason I smile. and without her ever I'm miserable. I need her joe. please help me get her back. please." i begged joe. "brad. of course I'll help you but you have to realise she might want you back. what your've done is a horrible thing. but I'll help. I'll do what ever I can" joe nudged my shoulder and we walked over to the boys. "guys, we need to help brad" all the boys were in and wanted to do what ever they could to get Y/N for me.
(YOUR POV)
all this is really ovwerwellimg. but I have to admit. I miss him. I miss him more than anything.
{few days later}
it's been a few days and your still feeling like your've been in a car ancient and your whole body in numb with pain. that's how it feels to have your heart broken. it rips you apart. you were just lying in bed. hair in a bum, leggings and a baggy t-shirt. the door bell rang. it must me kiara or someone you thought. you ran down stairs and opened the door to see tris, james and con. you were shocked. "boys no. please no." "Y/N please listen to us. you need to talk" you were hesitant a first but decided to let them in cause they were really begging. "Y/N it's about brad" "what about him" you answered sharply. "Y/N he misses you. he can't think straight. he's cries all the time thinking about you. he needs you. he's not coping without you" you were shocked. how can I mean so much to him. I'm me. that's doesn't make sense. "can you at least talk to him" they asked. you really didn't want to see brad. but you did. you didn't know now you would cope though. "okay fine" you answered and the boys faces lit up with smiles. you were about or send off and they walked out the door when the bell rang again. you went to answer it. the boys must if left something. you opened the door to be stunned by brad standing the with his head down and hands in his pockets. he looks up and smiles. your heart warms. to see his face. to smell his smell. being in his presents. is the best feeling in the world. "brad. what are you doing here" "can we talk" "bra-" "please" he said willingly. you agreed and brang him into the lounge room and sat him down.
"brad what are you doing here" your mind was going out of control. I still love him. but what he did I can't handle it. my eyes start to fill up with tears. I'm trying to hold them back. I don't want him to see me cry "we need to talk. you need to hear my story" his eyes staring into yours. he looked sad and vulnerable . "go on then" you said. "well what I did. it's not right and I'm sorr-" "brad you hurt me. I've never felt this much pain in my life. you cheated on me with Chloe. that whore.out of all girls you choose her" his eyes started to fill up with tears and so did yours. then you started to cry. "brad I loved you" brad then began to cry, youd never seen him cry. he looked really upset. "Y/N...." "brad no" "no Y/N I love you. I still do." you looked away. you couldn't look at him. he got up and walked over to you and bent down. he touched my face with his finger and turned it to face him. it was hard for me to look into his him. "brad please stop" "no, listen. I only did it because I was mad. jealous . I was drunk. and after seeing you with that guy" you stopped him. "wait what guy. what are you talking about" what he is talking about, you thought to yourself. "the guy you kissed y/n" oh no. those shit heads that kissed me. oh no. did this happen because of me. did I start this. did I hurt him first.
"no no no brad, those guys through them selves on me. I couldn't get away. they were grabbing hold of me. you mustn't of seen me when I screamed for help. brad I would never cheat on you" he looked into your eyes. your stomach filled with butterflies just looking into his beautiful brown eyes. "wait what. oh my god. y/n I'm so sorry." he put his hands behind his head and stood up and walked back and forth. "y/n I don't know what to say but I'm sorry. all i want is us to be together, I love you. please. I know I messed up but it was a accident. I was drunk. please. you mean the world to me" you looked up at him. "I love you too" a huge grin appeared of his face. "i missed hearing that" he said. "but brad. you really did hurt me and it's gonna take time. but I'll give us another try. if you want to" he came and kneeled in front of you again. and held your hands. "Y/n I wouldn't want anything more than to be with you" he looked into your eyes once more and kissed you. you missed this. the feelings reaches your heart and you already feel better and back to yourself. "I love you brad Simpson" "I love you too. Y/N Y/LN" THE END