Apprentice (Bradley Simpson Fanfic)

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Tonight is the night Brad and I are going on our ‘date’ I don’t even think he believes it’s a date, well I say that but he kissed me in Starbucks, out of no where. Obviously I didn’t mind, but he still hasn’t even asked for my number, we’re not a thing. I don’t know why he did it. It’s causing me to have so many mixed emotions.

Angie, has decided to say in London for a little while, she’s been offered some work at a music company and is working with a few YouTubers on their covers. Honestly I don’t know how to feel about tonight, I should be excited but I’m not. Every time we hang out I’m happy but it never seems genuine, I don’t even know if he likes me. The girls come to my room a few hours early to help me get ready, they’re not doing much helping. They’re sitting on the bed discussing what’s happening with their boys. From what I’ve overheard, Shay and Connor have gone out again and seem to be going really well, Tris and Ange went out for lunch, went back to his and watched a film. It was really romantic apparently and James and Charlie are pretty much going out now. Here I am, going on my first date with someone who doesn’t even have my number. What is my life?

I’ve decided to wear matching shorts and a crop top, not casual ones though, like the dressy ones. Brad told me not to go too overboard, so I’m not. Heels are out of the question for many reasons, mostly the fact I’d be talking down to him all night. I pull my hair to one side and do a loose fishtail braid, I make is messy because perfect hair makes me feel uncomfortable. Brad probably thinks I look a mess most of the time because my hair is always messy, but it just looks better. Charlie asks if she can do my makeup and I agree, making her promise that it won’t be too much, I don’t want to look like a drag queen tonight.

All I’ve been told about tonight is that Brad will meet me there, I’m being picked up and driven somewhere, but that’s all I’ve been given. It’s sweet that he put so much time and effort into this, I’m looking forward to finding out what it is.

My phone rings informing me that the car is outside, I say goodnight to the girls and leave the room. When I get to the car the driver is stood at the door ready to open it for me, he’s really gone for this, he must feel really bad about annoying me. When I get into the back of the car there is a bunch of flowers sitting on the seat. Bless him. If a normal boy had done this for me I would tweeting about it, but if I tweet about this I’ll get a ridiculous amount of hate telling me I’m not good enough for Brad. It’s such bullshit, he wouldn’t care about something like that.

We drive for around 25 minutes before the car jolts to a stop, the driver walks around again and opens the door for me, helping me out. When I’m fully out of the car I look at my surroundings, I have no idea where I am, but there are zero restaurants anywhere near me. The car drives away leaving me standing on the pavement wondering what the hell is going on. Suddenly I feel someone standing behind me, I turn and find Brad stood so close to me that our bodies are touching. He smiles down at me.

‘Good evening miss Wilson, you look… breathtaking.’ I look him up and down, checking what outfit he has decided on. I see familiar black skinny jeans, he’s wearing a plain white tee with a shirt over the top, left open with the sleeves rolled up. He is carrying his leather jacket in one hand and a backpack in the other. On his head I see my favourite item of clothing that he owns, his brown bowler hat. The one I stole the first day we met.

‘You look alright too I guess.’ I say casually.

‘Only alright? Hey I ironed this shirt myself for tonight.’ He says giving me a spin of the whole outfit.

‘I’m joking loser, you look good.’ I say pulling him towards me with the hem of his shirt, he kisses my cheek and takes my hand and begins walking me down the unfamiliar street. A few minutes later we approach a park, I can see a massive image being projected on the side  of a building, it’s an outside move theatre, I’ve always seen them in films and wanted to go to one. This is so exciting. We sit at the back of the field, he has a backpack with him and out of it he pulls a big picnic blanket, we both sit down and wait for the film to start.