brad’s pov
the day has finally come, the day i am sh*ttight myself for. the nurse left 2 minuets ago to grab my forms. “oi brad” James smiles as i look up from my phone “hi James, whats up?” know when ever i am near him i get slightly worried but don’t tell him “i just want to thank you for doing this” he flicks my arm “it’s ok i would do anything for her” omg that was so cheese “i think someone is turning smitten” James laughed ruffling my hair. “ok so mr Simpson, you ready?” the nurse came in and she sat next to me, she actually quit hot but not as hot as summer. i would rather take sum- hold up brad stop it i know how dirty my mind can be but i don’t want to show it to summer…..yet ;). “when the needle is going in it might hurt but just remember who you are doing this for and how much your going to change there lives” she gives me a big grin showing her white teeth “yeah ok” i try and calm down. i look away and i feel the sharp pain in my arm “calm down brad or we won’t be able to get any blood” at the mention of not i calmed i want summer healthy and happy no matter what.
after she had finished draining me off what she needed i headed to see summer before the long trip back to Birmingham to see family for christmas. “hey sum” i walked in and give her a hug “were is James?” she smiled as i sat next to her on the bed “going to get coffee and then i have to go home” she made a puppy dog face “but why?” she said in an adorable cute voice “aaw baby i have to see my family as well but am coming back for new years with your present” and at the mention of ‘present’ she lit up “goody” she giggled clapping her hands and then the door swing open and both of our heads shot to the door to see tris and James as con has already gone back home. “hey suuuuummmmmmmeeeeeer” tris shouts squishing her in a hug “ok….tris…..thats…..enough” she breathed out he let go.
summers pov
as soon as i sore James i had the feeling of home sickness and my face dropped “whats wrong?” brad gives me a reassuring sqwes which only makes me cry even more “did i hurt you?” he asked worried i shook my head “i want to go home” i mumble this is so stupid how old are you 5 “aw summer it’s ok you’ll be home soon” James rushes to me i give a week smile “infact the doctor is giving you the blood in the next two days” he let go “what blood?” i am confused i told brad not to. “um…i…um” brad scratches the back of his head “you didn’t? did you?” he gives an unconvincing smile “you did, i told you not to” i wine hitting his arm “well you need it” he smiled “sum just think wold you rather have brads blood or sum weird old lades blood” tristan giggles “i would have to think about that one” putting my thinking expression on and my finger tapping my chin. till brad playfully hits me “oi!!” he laughs and so do i. “brad it’s time for your departure” James looks at his phone. i don’t want him to go i want to be with him and hug him…is this what it feels like to be in….no it’s just a word not a feeling….but maybe i am….i was brought out my thoughts “we will give you time to say goodbye” James and tris walk out the room and brad looks to me “I’m going to miss you” tears starting to flood and he cups my face “don’t cry am not going for ever” then his lips on myn. they move in beautiful harmony slow and love filled like we were never going to see each other again.
“ew guy’s, amazon if that had of been James that walked in” we pulled apart to see tris and my cheeks flushed a deep red “yeah well i have got to go bye sum” he kisses my four head and gives me a long hug and whispers “i love you so much it hurts” a bug smile passes my lips “i love you to” and then he was gone in the matter of two seconds.
sorry its such a bad chapter i wrote it a while ago so hahaha. sorry for the spelling i tried my best also i am thinking of starting a 5sos fanfic but not sure :)
love megan

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