Harvard couple

Brad's break up

After seeing that, I called Brad and told him to meet me outside my house. I was with Shelly when Brad showed up and we weren't very happy.
"What is it?" Brad asked, kind of worried.
"Stephanie's at the party," Elle said.
"Wow! No way! Can I come in?" Brad asked eager to see his girlfriend.
"No!" I said "She's in there, making out with a guy from football,"
Brad began to cry "w-what?" He cried.
"Sorry Brad," Elle said, in a comforting voice. I wasn't good at being comforting so I just hugged him.
Brad marched in my house and Stephanie saw him and pulled off the football boy.
"Oh hi babe, that guy can't stop kissing me, GET OFF ME!" Stephanie panicked and pushed the guy off.
"GET OUT!" Brad yelled.
"What, no!" Stephanie squealed "this isn't your house,"
"Well it is Noah's," Brad added, me and Elle smirked and stood behind him.
"Hi Noah, we can kiss if you let me stay," Stephanie said, blushing. Me, Elle and Brad burst out laughing.
"ME, making out with YOU!" I giggled "I would prefer you getting out," then I pulled Elle in and kissed her. Stephanie was so annoyed, so then we stopped kissing and the three of us went by the door and pointed at it.
"This way," Elle instructed as Stephanie gave us nasty looks. Brad sneered. Stephanie put her head down and exited the house, we slammed the door.
"Let's all go upstairs," Brad ordered, grabbing mine and Elle's hand. Loads of the people at the party said aww at Brad.
Upstairs we just all talked and then fell asleep.