MISSING YOU; Bradley Simpson

17.

EVELYN

Once we finish singing, Maggie jumps to her feet and grabs an empty beer bottle. She nods towards the wooden house and we all take that as a sign to go inside. I furrow my eyebrows as we sit down in the living room on the floor, forming a circle.

"What are we doing?" Lucy asks, reading my mind.

"Spin the bottle," Maggie cheerfully announces. I shake my head, knowing this won't lead to any good, but I'm not going to stop the others from having fun.

"Let me just put Faith to sleep," I stand up. Everyone nods and I head upstairs with Faith in my arms.

I place her in her crib and she immediately falls asleep. Before I exit our room, I turn off the lights and leave the door slightly open, so we can hear when she cries. I head back into the living room and sit back to my place; next to Brad and Kirstie. Maggie puts the bottle in the middle of our circle and I watch as it starts spinning, stopping on Ashley. The two girls exchange glances and Maggie looks at the vodka bottle on the coffee table the boys moved away.

"Give me the vodka," Maggie sighs. Connor hands it to her and she takes three sips before putting it down and waiting for Ashley to spin the bottle next. I furrow my eyebrows, glancing at them back and forth. The others find it odd as well, every time we played this game, none of them had a problem kissing one another. They are best friends. Or maybe they only were.

Ashley spins the bottle, making it stop and point at Connor. Ashley looks at Lucy for permission and once she gets it, Ashley quickly kisses Connor. The boy spins next, the bottle stopping on Tris. Everyone besides the two starts laughing. Connor decides he wants to take a sip from the vodka. Tris spins next and the bottle points at James. He takes the vodka out of Connor's hand, making us all laugh as he takes a few sips. James spins next and everyone falls silent once the bottle stops on me. My eyes widen and I gulp heavily, looking at Brad. He seemingly tensed up and is now glaring at James, who looks at me and Brad back and forth. I divert my gaze at James and shake my head.

"Not a good idea," I say quietly. James agrees and Tris hands the vodka to him.

I spin next and the bottle points to Maggie. She smirks at me while I smile shyly. I never kissed a girl before and this sure feels weird, but I still go with it. I lean over to Maggie and peck her lips quickly. She glances behind me, looking at Brad before pulling my head back and kissing me passionately. It takes me by surprise, but I kiss back, knowing what her plan is. We both smirk into the kiss once we hear Brad breath out the word 'fuck'. I pull away and smirk at Maggie, which she returns and I sit back down. I look at Brad innocently, then glance down, seeing a bulge in his pants. He tries to cover it by pulling his knees up to his chest, but it's too late. I already saw it.

"That was hot," Tris speaks up, making everyone laugh. Brad lets out an uncomfortable laugh and glares at me. I just smile innocently and turn my head away, watching as the bottle spins.

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"What the hell was that?!" Brad whisper-yells after everyone left the living room to go to sleep. Only we stayed there.

"What was what?" I say, playing the innocent.

"You and Maggie. What the hell?!" he throws his hands in the air.

"Don't freak out and act like you didn't like it," I cross my arms, smirking at the boy.

"Hell, it was the hottest thing I saw. But did you really had to cause me a boner in front of our whole group of friends?" he groans.

I just shrug, the smirk not disappearing from my face. Brad glares at me for a few seconds before walking closer, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing me. I kiss back, feeling him pull closer until our bodies are completely touching. As I stand on my toes and kiss him back, I can feel his bulge through his jeans. I push him down on the couch, stradling his lap while making out. I move my lips to his neck, sucking on the most sensitive area, earning a groan of pleasure. I start moving my hips on his bulge, earning more and more groans.

Brad pulls my head back by pulling on my hair and presses his lips against mine hungrily. In a swift move, he switches our positions. I lie on the couch while he hovers over me, not breaking away from our kiss. In just a minute, our clothes are on the floor and Brad motions for me to turn around. I do so, keeping myself up with my palms and knees. I almost fall back on the couch, feeling him enter me. I start moaning, putting a hand over my mouth. I don't want anyone to wake up and see us.

Brad takes a fistful of my hair in his hand and pulls on it. That earns a loud moan from me, which is muffled by my palm.

—

Brad and I lie on the couch, completely sweaty and satisfied. After we both catch our breaths, we put our clothes back on and head to bed. I take a quick shower first, taking Brad's used shirt with me and putting it on after I'm done. I walk back in only the white shirt he wore today and see as his eyes run down my body, stopping on my legs.

"Another round?" his gaze moves to my eyes finally.

I chuckle, lying down next to him and pulling the covers over me. "Goodnight," I kiss his cheek before turning my back to him.

I hear Brad sigh as he turns off the lamp on the night stand. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer, instantly making me feel safe. I smile, closing my eyes and letting sleep take over me.