After staying in London for a few days, it was time to leave. Brad never wanted leave anymore, but he wants to explore more of England.
Y/N wanted to explore England with Brad too, but he keeps mentioning his family and Y/N can't help but feel guilty that's she's taking him away from them. She plans to take him back to Birmingham for awhile, but Brad told her the other day that he didn't want to go back; not yet. Brad told her that when he comes back to Birmingham, he's take his family with him to London and they'd live there.
It's a nice gesture, but let's not forget that Brad's father is sick. Of course Brad doesn't know it yet, but how could he? He doesn't even want to go home yet.
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"Ready to go home, Y/N?" Brad asks, already done packing up.
"Home? What even is that? I don't have a home." Y/N bitterly replies.
Brad sighs and shakes his head. He wonders when Y/N will be okay.
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"So, where are we off to?" Brad asks. They just checked out the hotel and are now figuring out where to go.
"Are you up for some last minute shopping?" Y/N asks.
"Sure!"
"Then maybe you can buy something for your father and sister." Y/N smiles.
"Really?!" Brad squeals.
"Yeah, why not? Let's go!" Y/N chuckles and they went on with their journey.
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"My father would love these clothes that I picked out for him! He hasn't worn anything this nice since I was young, because he sold most of them so that we could have money." Brad says with a small smile on his face.
Brad is the sweetest child any parent could ever ask for. He's obedient and he always thinks about his family. Only a few guys are close to their family and Brad is one of those angels.
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"Blake, hurry up! Where are you?" George sighs.
Classic, Blake. Always late. Poor, George. Always too early.
"I'm still at home, fixing my hair." Blake shrugs.
"Well, hurry up. You owe me, because I paid for your train ticket." George rolls his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll pay you." Blake says and grabs his things.
"Do you have everything? Open your bag and check."
"G, I thought we were in a hurry? What's the point? I'm on my way!"
"No, shut up asshole. Open your bag and see if everything's there."
"But we're in a hurry!"
"Yeah, well I don't want you come here and then go back to your house when you forget something. Might as well check now."
"Fine." Blake finally agrees whilst rolling his eyes.
"Charger?"
"Check"
"Toothbrush and toothpaste?"
"Yup!"
"Underwear"
"Of course I fucking have those."
"Calm down, dickhead. Do you have a jacket?"
"Yes, can I please go?"
"No. Do you have your wallet?"
"Yeah."
"Credit card?"
"Yes— no. I'll go get it." Blake sighs and gets his credit card from his other bag.
'Idiot.' George tells himself.
"Okay I've got it. May I go?"
"Yes you may." George says and hangs up. He can't believe he agreed to going to London on such short notice and he's surprised his parents let him.
His parents never want him to go somewhere on such short notice. Whose parents would allow, anyway?
Meanwhile, Blake's on his way to the train station to chase after the girl he loves. George is glad that Blake finally admits that to himself.
"Thank god you're here! The train just arrived. Let's go!" George says and the boys run to catch the train. Thank the Lord Jesus Christ that they made it. Obviously, George prayed as soon as he boarded the train and he prayed for their safety and all that.
Such a religious boy. Very God-fearing. However, he's not a hypocrite and that's good. Some religious people go to church, but they're hypocrites themselves.
Sadly as the boys are on their way to London, the girl they're chasing just left London and is on a train ride going to a different place with her new friend, Brad.
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A/N: short chapter xx
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