MISSING YOU; Bradley Simpson

20.

EVELYN

We all had an amazing time ice skating, but unfortunately, it closes really early. We head back to the house and walk inside. I take off my jacket and hurry upstairs to change out of my wet jeans. I fell a few times.

Brad follows me, closing the door behind him and watching me take off my jeans. I take out some sweatpants, but before I could put them on, I feel Brad walk up behind me and squeeze my butt.

"Oh my God, stop!" I whisper, because Faith is asleep.

"You never complain," he smirks down at me.

"Come on, the others are waiting for us," I step away and put on my sweatpants.

"Dinner can wait," Brad pulls me back, pressing our bodies together.

"Brad!" I glare at him.

Brad finally lets go and leaves the room with a chuckle. I shake my head and look down at Faith once more to make sure she's still asleep. I head downstairs and into the kitchen, sitting down next to Brad and Tris at the dining table. Kirstie is cooking us dinner, which smells amazing, and knowing the blonde haired girl, it's going to taste amazing as well. She has amazing cooking skills.

"Faith already had dinner," Tris turns to me and I shoot him a thankful smile.

"Thanks," I lean my head on his shoulder, then sit up straight quickly.

Brad takes my hand and intertwines our fingers under the table. I smile, turning my attention to Connor. Once everyone is sitting at the table except James and Kirstie, we start talking amongst each other, the whole house becoming loud because of us. I just hope Faith can't hear us, I don't want her to wake up right now.

I look over to Kirstie impatiently, seeing that James is hugging her from behind. I smile, turning back to the table. Brad notices my smile and looks at me curiously. I just shrug and nod towards the love birds. He doesn't really care, though. He just turns back with a neutral expression and presses a kiss to my cheek.

Kirstie finally finishes dinner and we start eating. Food doesn't stop us from speaking, though. We become louder now that James and Kirstie finally joined us. Everyone talks with everyone while eating.

"I found wine!" Maggie exclaims, running back into the kitchen. She left the table to search for some kind of alcohol, which she obviously found. We laugh, cheering Maggie on as she makes her way back to her seat and pours some wine in all of our glasses.

(A/N: listen to Us by James Bay for this part ♡)

"Um, I really want to say something..." Brad says, gaining everyone's attention. The whole table falls silent and he pulls me to my feet. We stand next to the table and I look up at him with confusion. "So, um... I know I did some really fucked up shit in the past, and trust me, I regret it," he starts, looking deeply into my eyes. "As soon as I realized I was in love with you, I wanted to tell you the pact I had with my father, but I just... couldn't. Because I didn't want to see you getting hurt, but I guess it was worse in the end. And when I cheated on you a couple of weeks ago... It was only a kiss, I promise and it didn't mean aynthing. And these are just two things from all that shit I did that hurt you..."

My eyes widen. Why is he saying all of these, especially in front of everyone? I'm so confused right now.

"You and Faith are the best thing that ever happened to me and I can't thank you enough. Because, thanks to you, I changed for the better. I became the man I never thought I would, but that's a good thing," I notice his eyes are glassy now. What's going on? "These two years without you were a torture for me. You don't know how much I missed you, but now that you're back in my life, I want that to be forever..." my heartbeat picks up and I think I finally realize what is going on.

"Oh my God!" I hear the girls gasp at the table.

"So, Evelyn Granaderos..." Brad gets down on his knee, pulling out a small box from his pockets. "Will you make me the happiest man alive and live the rest of your life by my side?" he opens the box, revealing the most gorgeous diamond ring I've ever seen. I gasp, feeling my eyes tearing up.

"Yes!" I shout, kneeling down and practically choking Brad with a tight hug. He hugs me back and falls backwards, making me land on top of him.

After a whole minute of hugging, we let go and Brad slides the ring onto my finger. I begin crying even more, standing up and showing the others the ring. They all snap out of their shocked state and pull me and Brad in a group hug. They all start congratulating us.

"Wow," Maggie steps in front of me and pulls me in a tight hug, her eyes teary as well. "Never thought Brad would ever get down on one knee."

"Yeah," I chuckle through my tears.

We all sit back to the table and celebrate with a lot of wine glasses. My phone buzzes next to me and I pick it up, checking the notification. I didn't even realize Tris filmed Brad getting down on his knee and asking me to be his wife until now. He put the video on the band's Instagram account and tagged everyone, including me.

Throughout the rest of the night, I get a lot of messages from fans, my brother and his wife and mom, who all saw the video on Instagram.

When the clock hits midnight, we all decide we've had enough wine and it's time to head to our rooms. Brad takes my hand in his and leads me upstairs into our bedroom, quietly closing the door. I sit down on the bed, waiting for him. Once he's lying next to me, I place my head on his chest and smile like an idiot while watching the engagement ring on my finger.

"Do you like it? I spent hours in that shop to find the perfect one for you," he whispers.

"I love it," I lean my head back and press a kiss on his lips.

I honestly never thought we'd ever get married. Brad wasn't the type to get on one knee and ask a girl to spend the rest of her life with him, but I guess love really changes people. Love may be blind, but it's the best feeling in the whole world, even if it hurts you sometimes.

I think our relationship needed these bumps in its road to become this strong. The past two months I spent with Brad getting back together showed me that even though we hurt each other sometimes, nothing beats our love.