MISSING YOU; Bradley Simpson

15.

EVELYN

A month later, I run up to Brad and Faith, who's in his arms and hug them, dropping my suitcase.

"God, I missed you," I smile at my daughter once she's in my arms. "You too," I peck Brad's lips.

"We missed you too," he smiles down at me.

I turn around, watching as Jess and my crew slowly walk towards us. I smile, waiting for Jess to reach us, so I can thank her this month. It's been incredible, I met so many amazing people who love my books, it felt great.

"Thank you for this month," I hug her tightly once she steps in front of me.

"Oh, don't thank me," she hugs back. As we pull away, I notice her eyes are watery, which makes my eyes tear up too. "Well, I have to go," she glances behind me at the car. Her husband is waiting for her.

"See you," I smile at her.

Jess returns my smile and sits in the car. I turn back to Brad and smile as he takes my suitcase and leads us to his car. I put Faith into her seat and walk over to the passenger side. I buckle myself up, waiting for Brad to finish putting my stuff in the car.

"How was it?" he sits into the driver's seat, starting up the car.

"Don't act like we didn't talk every night after you went home," I chuckle.

"I really missed you. The apartment felt empty without you there," he places a hand on my thigh. I smile, slightly blushing.

The ride back to my apartment complex is silent, I eventually fall asleep after leaning my head against the window. I didn't sleep much at night or on the plane, I was too eager and excited to get back home finally.

I missed Birmingham, I missed Brad, I missed Faith. I missed everything that means home. Now, I'm finally home and I can't be happier. Don't get me wrong, I loved America, but for me, everything is here, in Birmingham now. America is just history.

"Don't get mad, but..." Brad starts as we walk into the elevator. I furrow my eyebrows, looking at him expectantly. "I kind of... moved in."

"What?!" I ask in disbelief. I mean, sure, Brad practically lived with us after that one night I invited him to stay over, but he spent a few days in his apartment as well. In those few days, I couldn't stop thinking about living with him. "That's so great!" I squeal just when the elevator's doors open.

We step out into the hallway and I jump in Brad's neck. He hugs me and Faith back, kissing the top of my head. "So, you're not mad?" he asks and I chuckle, pulling away.

"Of course not. I kind of wanted to ask you, anyway," I shrug like it's no big deal.

"Well, I'm glad you wanted this, too. I really want to be near you and Faith," he explains, opening the apartment with his own key. Before I left for tour, I gave Brad my keys, so he will be able to spend those two weeks in my apartment with Faith. Guess he made a copy of my key.

"I'm so happy!" I say once I put Faith to sleep and Brad places my suitcase next to my... our bed. I jump into his neck once more, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

My actions take him by surprise and he stumbles backwards until he finally manages to stand on his feet. Brad kisses my neck, holding me in a tight embrace. I feel as we move and open my eyes, finding ourselves in the bedroom. I hear the door shutting behind me and I'm soon lying on the bed with Brad on top of me.

Brad leans down, kissing my lips passionately. I kiss back, running my hand up and down his stomach and back, which are covered with his button up shirt. I slowly start unbuttoning it as Brad moves down to my neck, kissing and sucking on it. I moan a few times, managing to get his shirt open and on the floor in a second. I flip us over, placing myself on his bulge and moving my hips around while I kiss his neck. Brad keeps groaning, pulling on the hem of my shirt. I sit up straight, taking it off and throwing it on the ground. I continue kissing him, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper. I move to sit next to Brad, so he can take off his pants, while I slide down my sweats. Once we're both done, I move back to my previous position and grind on him.

"I have an idea," he speaks up, pulling away from our kiss. I sit up, looking at him curiously. "We've never done this before..." I gulp heavily, waiting for him to explain further. "Take off your panties and sit on my face," he blurts out and my eyes practically jump out of their sockets.

"Wh-What?" I stutter.

"Just do it," he laughs gently.

I hesitantly nod, slowly taking off my panties and climbing on top of Brad's head. Brad grips both of my hips and pulls me down. My eyes roll back into my head once I feel his tongue against me. I start moving my hips instinctively, moaning in pleasure. I grip the bed's headboard, riding Brad's tongue faster and faster until I reach my high. Once I practically scream out his name, I sit down next to him. I slide his boxers off, revealing his length. I part his legs a little, so I can fit between them and take him in my mouth.

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A/N: sorry for not posting in so long and making this chapter so short. school sucks out all my energy 🙄