Time Is Not On Our Side - Bradley Simpson

Chapter 1: You said best friend ?

Do you like Sundays? You know, that day when you can sleep in and stay in your pajamas all day watching Netflix undisturbed. Well, I like that too. Especially when someone don't come knocking brutally at my door at 9 a.m. Seriously, who has the idea of ​​coming to disturb someone on a Sunday morning? You have to be completely empty of all feelings to come and wake up someone at this hour.

Unfortunately I will have to get up to see the person who is banging at my door before he destroys it. Come on Lily, the faster you get this person out, the faster you can go back to bed.

So I violently opened the door, letting someone appear in front of me that I defined as ... there are not even words to describe him.

He scrutinized me up and down before smiling as I slammed the door in his face. I went back to my room but it was without counting on the idiot who started knocking at my door again.

Annoyed, I returned quickly to the door before opening again. He smirked at me and I gave in, shifting to let him enter my apartment.

"You really aren't a morning person. He laughed before sitting on my couch

- Oh don't sit down, you'll be gone soon. I told him

- Yes, and you're going to come with me. He winked at me

- Are you kidding me Brad? It is 9am!

- And?

- And it's Sunday! You know, the day that is for scheduled to rest and do nothing! I rolled my eyes

- Oh come on Lily, for you it's always sundays!

- Do you have a problem with my life?

- Yes. You're 24, you should go out with your beloved best friend and have fun. He smiled at me

- You see, there are days like that where I would dream that mom did not invite you to dinner 15 years ago. I gave him a fake smile

- You're so boring in the morning. He rolled his eyes

- Can I go back to bed now? I asked, hopeful

- No, we're going to run for a bit

- Out of the question Brad, I'm tired

- Okay. He answered

- Okay ? Are you going to let me go back to bed?

- Yes. But I stay there while waiting. He said, looking at the pictures of the two of us hanging on my wall

- If you want. I blowed before heading to my room "

I took off my old robe before I lay down for the second time this morning. I was happy cause for once Brad had been understanding, it was quite rare. He is usually as stubborn as I am, but for once he respected my sleep. We have been best friends since our 10 years and our relationship has always been ... explosive? From the outside you might think we hate ourselves but it's the opposite. We're just two little idiots who spend their time beating up on each other. Well no, I spend my time yelling at Brad and he spends his time making fun of me because for some reason, it makes him laugh to see me angry.

Anyway, it was on those thoughts that my eyes slowly closed. Corrections, they were going to close before I heard my best friend's stupid voice echo throughout the apartment. Did he really put Shades On on my speaker? Fuck, I knew he couldn't give up so quickly. He's good. He's really good at getting what he wants.