Brad's Angel

11: I can't sing for him... Can I?

The day went by with me and Brad sat on the sofa, watching all the horror films I could find in the mound of dvd's Becca bought.

It was around 7 in the evening and Paranormal Activity had just ended.

"You wanna watch another or?"

"Can we just talk?"

I was a little taken aback with Brad's answer but shrugged my shoulders before sitting down next to him.

"Sure. What do you wanna talk about?"

"Anything you want."

Really? This was his idea and he's making me decide...

"Hold up mister. Your idea, you can choose!"

I giggled as I poked his cheek.

"Alright... alright... Sing for me?"

Wow... Did I hear that right? He wants to hear me sing? Yea right.

I just shook my head whilst laughing before he placed his fingers under my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes.

"I'm being serious Dee..."

I felt my throat go dry the instant I thought about singing for someone else. The last time I sang properly was when I was in a bad place.

"Look... I don't think I ca-"

"James has told me how amazing you are Dee. Please don't let your past hold you down. You are a beautiful, maybe talented, young woman... Don't let the world change you, let yourself change the world..."

I knew James had heard me singing when he used to snoop outside my bedroom door when he was worried about me. He had tried to get me to sign to a record label so many times, but each time I told him that I wasn't that good, and that he needed to stop with it all...

"Come on... for me?"

I didn't want to give in, but I knew Brad wouldn't stop pestering me.

"Not yet... but soon..."

That ridiculously adorable smile appeared on his face as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and we ended up talking about the most random things for hours before Brad started yawning.

"You tired?"

"Yea a little."

"Let's go to sleep then..."

I stood up, grabbing hold of his wrist as I guided him into my bedroom.

Let me just stop you all there... No... We were just going to be sleeping...

"I'll just nip to the bathroom."

I walked into my ensuite as I rubbed off my makeup and put my hair into a bun. I got into some shorts and a vest before brushing my teeth and walking back into the bedroom.

I looked at my bed to see Brad already in it, with the covers over his bare chest.

"Getting comfy are we?"

He looked up from his phone, his cheeks blushing slighlty.

"I...erm..."

I started laughing as I got under the covers.

"I was joking Simpson... idiot!"

"Hey!"

I looked sideways at him, before smiling.

"Hi."

"Just get to sleep love..."

I internaly exploded at him calling me 'love'.

It's not the first time, but it just had this effect on me like... wow...

"Night Simpson."

"Night love"

I settled down in the covers as I felt two warm hands wrap around my waist as Brad pulled my back into his chest, before nestling his head into my shoulder.

I could get used to this...

No... This is wrong...

We hardly know each other...

When I could hear light breathing coming from Brad, I wiggled out of his grasp and made my way to the living room and lay down on the couch, snuggling into the blanket that smelt like Brad...

God I'm fucked...

*****

Hello lovelies!

How are you all?

Hope you all enjoyed this part, it was more of a filler than anything tbh so sorry about that :)

But you know I went to Total Access Live?

Well.. I was 2 people from Union J and George pointed at me and winked... I just... I was already dead bc of how close I was to them, but then my friend was like "Case, you go girl he just winked at you!!!"

Yea... so I'm dead...

Anyway, thank you for reading~commenting~voting!

I'll update as soon as I can :)

Stay Beautiful <3

Casey xxx