Sweet Nothings - Brad Simpson

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Before I start, I just wanted to say thankyou so so much for just over 300 reads! I know its only a few reads from each chapter that's added up to make this but those few reads mean so much to me! I will be updating a lot over the next 6 weeks because its the holidays, woohoo!

The message caused my head to go fuzzy and I couldn't let it ruin my holiday, so instead of sitting on my sofa and overreacting I decided to go and ask mum and dad if we could go to the Hard Rock Café for lunch, they were very chuffed with the idea to say the least. The entrance to the place was almost as grand as the hotel entrance, big pillars held up a fancy computer screen displaying many different things, there was so much to take in! We walked into the doorway and the place was jam packed except a few spare tables, we hadn't pre-booked or anything so we were going on pure pot luck as to weather we would get a table or not.

"Hello Madame, have you already booked a table?" The womans American accent was very thick,

"Um, no, we haven't, we were hoping you had a table available for 3 though?"

"Ill go and have a look for you now, please wait here" We stayed where we were stood for about 3 minuets until she came back,

"Just your luck! We have an availability in the middle of the café" She lead us through the crowds, the tables were small but cute, they were decorated with red and white checked table cloths and straw placemats. Gigantic guitars hung on the ceiling and photos of past celebrities who had visited were hung up on the walls, all of them signed. Observing the photos as I went past I saw a photo of somebody who looked vaguely familiar, straying from my mum and dad I walked up to the picture. My breath caught in my throat. It was a photo of Brad, his brown locks drooping over his face and his grin wider than ever, he has a world famous guitar in hand and was leaning into the camera slightly, his signature was signed 'B SHIZZLE'. Tingles spread from the bottom of my stomach all the way to the top, a warm sensation spreading throughout my body. Id spent so long looking at the photo of Brad I almost lost my mum and dad when I saw them waving me over to the table, god, the woman was right. We were bang on in the middle of the café! The menus were decorated with photos of musicians live in action, you would of thought that the menus would sing to you or something. We ordered our food and they came on fancy plates with little flags sticking out the top of them, fat was dripping through the napkin beneath it and it was making me dribble.

The Mini holiday to New York flew by, we visited the Statue Of Liberty, the Empire State Building, the M&M shop. the huuuge toy store, central park and the 9.11 grounds, it was definitely a holiday to remember. We were just packing up our things when I had a text from Connor;

'Hey! Cant wait to see you today! I hope your not too tired because ive booked us two tickets for an ice skating disco, me, you, the lads and a few of your friends too, we have the whole thing to ourselves! See you soon, Love Con Xx'

I knew I was going to be absolutely exhausted and jet lagged but this sounded wicked!

"Georgiaa, You ready?" My Dad shouted me from the lounge,

"Im ready!" I shouted back at him, I cant believe it was over already, I missed the place and I hadn't even left yet! The man with the fancy baggage cart came up to our room just on time, we threw our bags on the cart and the man wheeled the cart into the elevator and welcomed us into the small space aswell, we all crowded in and soothing orchestral music played through the speakers. We were all too tired to talk, so we stayed in a comfortable silence. The elevator pinged and the doors opened we were once again in the mansion of a lobby, our bags were whisked out to the cab waiting outside for us, we signed out and gave them our room card. We were all kind of droopy and sad that we were leaving, but dragging our feet behind us we walked to the cab. The doors were already opened for us, we got in, taking in the sights one last time. Once again we had an hour to kill at the airport, Id already got Con a gift, I got him a Levi's Top and an incredibly nice pair of adidas trainers, everything is 10x cheaper in America! I had to get Tristan something as well, it wasn't as expensive as Connors present, I did feel slightly bad but his present meant more, It was a gold necklace with a drumkit charm on it, the skin of the bass drum I got engraved with the words 'Trissy' , that was my little nickname for him, although we aren't on the best of terms I couldn't get him nothing. There were so many high brand shops in the airport so to spend the last of my dollars I thought id treat myself to some new clothes, I got some wrangler tshirts, a pair of vans with roses twisting up the side of the shoes and some food, duh. I really wanted to get a stussy hoodie like Brads, not because its Brads but because I like the design...

When we landed back home about 6.30pm, Connor was waiting for me, a big sign in his hands with 'My Bezzo' written on it, I couldn't stop myself from smiling, I ran up to him and jumped up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso, woah, id didn't know I was so flexible! He smelt like Lynx Africa mixed with BO and it was a good mix. Id missed his smell, so much. He let me from his grip and delicately placed me on the ground in front of him.

"So, you okay to go straight away? The place is about an hour away and we have it from 8-11"

"Yeah that should be fine, If I just put my bags in the car, mum and dad already know about the ice skating so I just need to say goodbye"

"Great!"

Grabbing my baggage from the conveyable, me mum and dad, with con by my side, wheeled our bags to the car, god why were we parked so far away! Hauling my bags into the car I hugged mum and dad, said bye and hopped in the car with con. On the way there I told him everything about NYC, I almost forgot his presents but managed to smuggle them into my bag, along with Tristan's. We had pop-punk music in the background and even though It was a 3 day holiday I had missed our journeys so much.

When we got to the ice rink the car park was virtually empty except the odd few dotted around. The place was really empty, this was gonna be awesome! He took my hand and lead me inside, I made sure to grab my bag before we went in so that I could give people there presents. We signed in and the building was eerie, it was like it was abandoned. Connors hand was still wrapped tightly around mine. The ice rink was pitch black except one spotlight in the middle, we put on the boots that were hung up on the wall of the plastic boarder of the ring. I was still holding his hand. I wasn't very good at skating, at all, so a snowman was on top of one of the benches, in case of emergency. Leading me onto the rink the spotlight went off and Connor let go.

"Connor? Connor!" His hand found my again, I squeezed it hard. The spotlight turned back on and I was looking at Tristan, Connor stood slightly to the aside of him. I wasn't holding Connors hand. I wasn't holding Tristan's hand. I wasn't holding James' hand. I was holding Brads hand. And I liked it, I really liked it, butterflies spread all over my body and I didn't want to let go but I felt his hand loosening from my grip. When he finally let go I realised that Tristan was stood in the spotlight with a very fancy piece of paper, on it was written 'I'm Sorry'. I was still annoyed at him but I (attempted) to skate up to him and I gave him a hug, taking his present out of the pocket I transferred it to and giving it to him, he opened the box very delicately and as soon as he saw what it was and what I had done to it he smiled like id never seen him smile before. It made me so happy to see him so happy, I lent in to him, pressing my forehead against his, slightly brushing the tip of my nose against the tip of his, I guess I could forgive him. He lent in even more and kissed me passionately, even though I was slowly slipping away from his grasp due to the ice, I felt ways that I hadn't felt for ages. Forgetting about everyone skating around us we spent the night together, I pulled Connor aside at one point to give him his presents and he was so happy! It honestly made me feel so good making people feel this happy. It was 10.30 and I was just getting the hang of skating without my snowman when Brad swiftly strode up to me.

"Hey" He took me by surprise and I turned too quickly that it caused me to topple over, but before I could hit the floor Brad caught me, I kind of dangled there for a minute, amazed by him in almost every way, but Tristan came to mind and I had to shake my mind free of Brad. He pulled me back up.

"Hey" I replied,

"I broke up with Zoeey" Why was I excited over this?

"Oh, how come?"

"She was ruining my life bit by bit, I did so many drugs and was virtually smoking and drinking everyday, she only cared about herself and she was all over other guys, right in front of me. I looked like a tramp and I missed people."

"Aw I get that, you know I'm always here for you don't you?"

"Yeah. Yeah I know that."

"If you don't mind me asking, which people did you miss? I thought you were with everyone you loved still"

"I lost someone very important to me, the person who meant the most to me. I walked out on the person who I needed the most." I had a strange feeling about what he was saying,

"Me?"

"You. It will always be you. I don't want to run things with you and Tris but it was the worst mistake id ever made. I'm sorry, Georgia. I really am"

"Brad, I don't know what to say."

"That's fine, I didn't think you would, see you" And with that he skated off.