Chapter 3

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Another long story short we meet up at the bay view mall, closest mall from my house.

I wasn't really sure where I should go when I arrived there so I went to the food court and got a mango, banana smoothie, and I got him one just to be nice and all...even if he doesn't like it he can give it to me, cause I'll eat anything, and I mean ANYTHING.

It didn't take me long to find Bradley...he was the only cute boy sitting at a table.

He was on his phone.

I approached the table where he was sitting at.

"Hi Bradley!"

"Hey Lilly, if you want you can call me Brad."

"Ok. I got you a fruit smoothie."

He took a sip, and he looked so adorable sipping his smoothie!

"Wow...this smoothie is so good!"

BRADLEY'S P.O.V-

I'm really glad Lilly got me a smoothie, she was so nice and generous! But I'm also glad she didn't make us share the same smoothie, sipping it through two straws like in the movies or on tv.

I liked Her, I really did, even if I barely knew her, I just wasn't ready to take that step...so I would wait for the right moment.

LILLY'S P.O.V-

"So Brad, what do you normally like to do when you come here?"

"Ummmm, well... I guess I normally go into the photo booth and take

pictures with my friends."

"Cool that sounds fun!"

I suggested we go take some photos in the photo booth, and he said yes.

When we got in, Brad made a funny face for the camera so I decided to make a funny face too.

For the second pose Brad put his back to mine and made a gun with his hand and pretended to be a cop, and of course I played along.

We took a lot of pictures, some were silly, some were normal, some were just, weird.

When we were posing for the final photo, he turned to me and gently kissed the side of my head. I giggled, and he just smiled and laughed.

We went to American Eagle Outfitters when we were through. They were playing Moves Like Jagger by Maroon Five. Since I loved the song I kinda just sang along quietly to myself, and to my surprise he was singing along too, but louder than me..almost like he didn't care if other people were listening.

His singing was beautiful, every word that came out of his mouth was just.... flawless.

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