Our Wild Hearts

Chapter 7

I woke up with brads arm draped around me, it's a good job his parents weren't in otherwise there would be the awkward situation of passing in the corridor. I woke brad up with a kiss on his nose and he shifted taking his arm of me. he didn't seem to be waking up so I sat on top of him, turning his frown into a smile straight away. "wake up" I shouted whilst shaking his shoulders. "I'll wake up if you kiss me" he cheekily replied. I leant in to kiss him as he opened his eyes, "ha you opened your eyes now you have to wake up" I smugly replied. he slowly an reluctantly sat up. his hair still perfect in a messy way. his eyes were bright and a grin took over his beautiful face. "morning kiss?" he asked as I leant in obeying his orders. "you really need to brush you teeth mr Simpson" I exclaimed at his morning breath. "Haha and you don't?" he rhetorically asked. I got up from the bed and looked in his wardrobe for a jumper, his house was freezing in the morning. "oh sure Em, go ahead and wear my clothes, thanks for asking me first though" he sarcastically shouted from across the room. " I will thanks" I smiled.

"I'm hungry, do you want any breakfast?" he asked.

"No I really need to get home" I said " but I'll see you later though?" I asked

"Ok, promise?"

"Promise" I said as I walked out of his bedroom and out on the street still in my pajamas.

"Nan I'm home" I called.

" Hello deary" she smiled "I'd say we need to have a talk" she said. I searched any anger in her far but none was there,

"Who is this boy then?" She asked sitting at the breakfast table.

"He is called brad and we have been together properly for 4 days" I smiled, I loved referring to brad as my boyfriend.

"He seemed nice" she stated as I made my way up to my room. I went in Twitter, only to find that I had gained nearly double the amount of followers. I looked on my timeline and there was nothing unusual on it.

My phone buzzed in my hand.

@bradsimpson - had fun with @Emrobinson last night, i let her win the laser tag tho #luckyEm

@Emrobinson - you wish! @bradsimpson you were too busy kissing me to realize that I had shot you ;-) #luckyBrad

I guess brads so called 'fans' followed me because I know him. My phone buzzed again, saying,

From brad

I'm picking you up in 10 minutes be ready ;-)

Brad xx

I rushed to get ready, I wore some black ripped shorts, a white box crop top, an a red checked shirt. I curled my hair, leaving it to droop over my shoulders. once my makeup was done the doorbell rang, I got to it first this time before shouting bye to nan and leaving with brad.

"Where are we going?" I asked him as we got into his car.

"London" he said focusing one the road.

"What! why?" I asked begging to panic

"Would you just stop asking questions for once?" he raised his voice.

"Grouch" I muttered before pulling out my phone.

"Sorry, it's just that I'm ... nervous" he calmly said. I was going to ask him why but after his previous comment I decided against it. I put my headphones in like I did the first time we met. he noticed and pulled them out, " I hate those stupid things" he grinned. I smiled before looking out of the window and I felt myself slowly drifting to sleep.

"Em wake up, we're here" he said nudging my shoulder slightly. I looked up and was puzzled by the picture I saw in front of me, I saw outside the O2