chapter eighty one

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this boy is actually the most beautiful human i have ever laid my eyes on, seriously. i know it's cheesy and whatever but it's true, he is so beautiful and gorgeous and i hope when he meets the right girl, she will treat him the way he deserves to be treat and i hope she will love him and care for him as much as i do because he deserves everything anyone could offer. this little bear puts a smile on my face and i can't thank him more, this boy owns my heart.

(^sorry i just thought id say what's on my mind lol continue)

THE HTL MUSIC VIDEO ATTACKED ME SO MUCH EJEJKSAKJWDNZK THEYRE ALL IN SUITS AND OMG I CANT BREATHE HOW ARE THEY REAL AND DONT EVEN START ME ON THE ACTUAL SONG COS ITS A BOP AND BRADS VOICE IN IT HOLY SHIT THE PART WHERE HES RAPPING/TALKING IDK BUT THAT PART ACTUALLY ATTACKS ME IM DEAD INSIDE. HTL DESERVES THE ATTENTION SO WHATEVER YOURE DOING STOP AND GO STREAM IT ON SPOTIFY AND BUY IT ON ITUNES!!! THE BOYS DESERVE THIS



Brad

I woke up to the sound of the rain hammering down from the sky. The noise it made when it hit the windows sounded like pebbles.

The room was quite dark, but I could see. The sun is already out - despite the clouds - and it shone through the curtains that were draped over the window.

I took my gaze away from the darkness and looked at the sleeping beauty in my arms. (lol what? sorry lmao). Her hair is messy and she has no makeup on - obviously, but she still is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Even in moments like this where she thinks she isn't looking her best, I think otherwise.

A smile made its way up to my face as I trailed my fingers through her thick hair, my lips placing small kisses on her head every so often. She didn't move still, but I'm glad she didn't, because I love mornings like this where we lay and do nothing or I'm already awake and watching her sleep - not in a creepy way, an admirable way.

I almost jumped out of my skin when I felt the bottom of the bed dip, only to realise it was Pip. I sighed and quietly laughed as I patted the space next to me for her to lay on. She lay down and buried her head in the blanket, to keep herself warm.

A couple of minutes past by. I just lay in silence and relaxation, until an idea popped into my head. I've been thinking of a song for a while now, but I haven't quite got it right - but now I think I've found myself the perfect lyrics.

Madison

I woke up to the most pleasing sound a person could ever hear - the soft strum of a guitar, followed by gentle humming. Before I even opened my eyes, a huge smile plastered on my face as I stretched out of the position I was in. I looked in the direction the sound was coming from and I saw Brad sat on the edge of our bed with his back to me, a guitar on his lap as his fingers plucked the strings ever so softly. He sat in nothing but his underwear, which is a weakness for me. His curly, messy hair flopped backwards and forwards whenever he moved his head and his arms would tense whenever he played a cord.

I stayed silent, as I wanted to listen to this. I would kill to wake up to this every morning.

I rested my elbow on the bed and placed my chin in the palm of my hand as I admired Brad as he played, oblivious to the fact that I'm watching him. His soft voice was humming along to the gentle tune. It was quiet, but I could hear everything considering the silence around us.

I decide that I'd let him know I'm awake now, so I quietly remove the blanket from my body and crawl over to Brad. I sat right behind him, the blissful sound of him humming was louder and it was music to my ears. His soft, smooth skin felt like what you'd think an angel would feel like. (okay but brad's hands are literally THE SOFTEST HANDS EVER good lord he's like an actual angel i could cry)

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