Bradley is one of those people who are always late and when I say always, I really mean always. If we said that we'll meet at our house at 6pm, he'll probably come at 6:20 pm in case you're lucky. When luck is not at your side then you have chance of waiting Bradley for solid 40 minutes.
At 7pm we are supposed to be at his parents house and last night we said that we'll meet at 6 pm so we can come there on time. Of course that we'll be late. Sometimes, I feel sorry for his mom because she prepares the dinner and everything and we always run in late.
I knew that he was in a studio and everytime when he's there I can't get him on the phone because he turns it off. I sat in the living room scrolling throught my phone when door opened. Bradley walked inside with his messy curls all over the place and unbutton white shirt that makes me weak.
"I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry." He repeated as he saw me. He approached me and left the kiss on my lips.
"Are we ready to go?" I ask as he nodds. We sat in the car and took off just to end up in traffic chaos.
"This is why I was late." He said pointing at the many cars infront of us. I raised my eyebrow at him.
"I swear. I left the studio at 5:30 but it was impossible for me to go throught this chaos." He said smiling at me.
"This chaos is probably because you left studio on time." I said laughing at which he put his hand on my tight.
"Yeah, laugh at me." He said pouting.
"Well at who else am I suppose to laugh at?" I said lifting myself a bit from the seat and pressing my lips on his right cheek.
"And just so you know, you're explaining your mom why we are late." I said smiling at him.
"I think she already learned that her son will never come on time." Bradley said chuckling.
"Poor woman" I said smiling at him.
"She is delighted that she has a son like me. Who anyways like people who arrive on time?" Brad laughed at his own words.
"Everyone." I said answering his question.
"But you are dealing with me well." He said smirking at me.
"As if I have a choice." I said teasing him.
"Excuse me?" He said as he pretened to be in shock.
"You trapped me with you and I just can't leave." I said.
"You would want to leave?" He asked in serious tone
"I would." I said and I could see that Brad was disappointed.
"But if I would want to leave, I would take you with me too. So in that case, you would be trapped with me." I said smiling which cause Bradley to smile too.
"I am already trapped with you." He said taking my hand in his and kissing it.
