The Little Sister {r.s.l/b.w.s}

Week Later

Amy's POV

I couldn't be bothered walking down to that cafe. It was raining so much. I coughed and got up and rubbed my eyes. I need to go to the cafe through because of that charming young brunette british boy was extremely cute. I got changed into my last outfit I packed. I should probably do some washing or buy some more clothes. I wrapped my coat around myself and walked down to the cafe. It was only 200 metres away so it wasn't that far. I walked into the cafe and walked over to the counter.

"Hi, can I just get a lemon tea." I smiled.

"Make that two." I heard a voice and he passed over a ten dollar bill.

"Hey stranger," I said and hugged Brad. I pulled away and I grabbed my tea.

"H-How much do I owe you?" I asked him.

"The tea was only three dollars, it's fine." He said to me.

"I meant for the cd." I said and he blushed.

"It's on the house." He said and I giggled. "But you might want this back." He said and passed me my folder with all of my designs in it.

"Oh my god. T-Thank you. I've been looking for that all week." I said grabbing the folder.

"They're really good designs. Hey, it's my cousins birthday next week. Do you maybe wanna do the face painting?" Brad asked.

"Really?" I smiled and sipped on the tea.

"Of course." Brad said. "Maybe before hand, we could go out for breakfast." He said nervously.

"A-are you asking me out on a date?" I asked him nervously.

"That's only if you want to go out with me."

"Sure. It's a free breakfast." I smiled and kissed his cheek and smiled.

"I'll pick you up at eight on Sunday." Brad said and I nodded and we both left the cafe. I still haven't got his number. God. I'm an idiot. I got home and put the cd in the CD player and danced around like an idiot listening to the covers and original songs of this band. Thinking about it actually, Ross would love their style of music. I took the cd out and put it back in the case. There was a piece of paper behind it. Written on it was:

Call me cutie xx

Brad

-0765487532

Ross' POV

I was standing by the snack table with Calum. Calum was making himself a sandwich while I was flicking through my phone. I noticed I had an Instagram notification. I saw that Amy had posted a photo. It's been a week since she left, I can't stop thinking about her. I can't concentrate. I'm messing up my lines. My make up to make me look like Austin isn't as good as it usually is. I saw she had posted a photo of an album and had tagged someone in it.

"Who's Bradley Will Simpson?" I asked myself.

"Who?" Calum said walking over taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Oh n-nothing." I said and he nodded.

"I'm surprised Amy hasn't called me since she left. It's been a week. This is so unlike her." Calum said.

"Maybe her phone died." I lied.

"Maybe." Calum said.

"She could have no service." I said shrugging. Maybe she's forgotten about us. I looked at the ground glumly and locked my phone. I wish she was here.

Calum and I walked back to set. I can not look sad about Amy in front of Calum, he'll tease me.