~ 2 Years Ago ~
"So I guess this is goodbye" I spoke only just above a whisper. Brad ran his fingers threw his hair, "I'm sorry" he said, the tears brimming in his eyes. He was leaving, we had just gotten our GCSE results, I was going to college and he was going off with his band to live his dream. I was happy for him, but a part of my wanted to be in his arms forever.
We weren't a thing, we were just really close friends, I always wanted something more but was to scared to say it and now here he is leaving. My last chance to tell him. But we both knew that wouldn't work. His band was starting to become well known and if it wasn't the long distance that killed it then it would have been the fans. I stood there awkwardly in his porch about to leave, debating whether to go in for a friendly hug or just to go before I would cry. I felt him shuffle closer to me. My eyes were fixed on his dark brown ones, his eyes were beautiful. His hair was sticking to his forehead a little as it was hot. We stood there awkwardly for what felt like ages, gazing into each others eyes. "I should probably go" I spoke, breaking the silence. I began to turn around but was stopped by his arm grabbing mine. Before I knew it his lips had crashed on mine. They moulded perfectly. How long I had dreamed for this moment. My hands tangled in his curls and his rested on my waist. For what felt like minutes out lips moved in sync. I broke away to breath, looking down at the floor, embarrassed. His hand found my chin and lifted it up so our eyes were caught in each others gaze. "I'll call you every day, and that's a promise" he said in his raspy voice. All I could do was nod. I unravelled myself from his grasp, turned around and walked away. I didn't turn back. If I did I would cry harder than I already was. If I turned back and saw the boy I had been in love with for so long, let me walk away, I probably would break down.
The daily phone calls turned into weekly phone calls, into every once in a while phone calls, into nothing. He'd forgotten about me. His band had just released their first single, that went to number 3 in the UK Charts. I was so proud and heartbroken all at the same time. The love of my life was gone, forever.
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The Girl He Left Behind (Bradley Will Simpson Fanfiction)
FanfictionDo you ever want to take that special someone away from everyone else so they can't have them? That's me. I fell in love. He left to follow he's dreams and crushed mine. He now has thousands of girls screaming his name and he can't remember mine. H...
