She's No Longer With The Band

Two.

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Nate's Point of View:

"The daddy kink was cute and all for a while, but I am only three years older than you," Brady grinned, while closing the door behind him.

Fucking shoot me.

I'm unsure as to why he's here and I really don't want to know who's responsible for his arrival. Even if it's all him I don't want to see him and I'd really prefer it had Jackson not let him into my fucking home, but here we are. Just letting Brady back into my life, once again.

It's like I can't escape him.

My lips parted over his words, additionally with the surprise that he's standing here in my bedroom. I'm also feeling mortified over the fact that he said that in front of Brendan, but hey, I can't put anything past him. I'm also very much shocked over the fact that he's standing in front of my door, a charming grin splitting his lips as he stares at me with an obscene amount of confidence.

I obviously never had a daddy kink for fucking Brady. I opened my mouth to speak while looking up at him the charming smirk plastered on his face. My cheeks felt beet red and on fire from embarrassment, and when I tried my hardest to say something, nothing came out. I closed my mouth instantly, looking down as defeat washed over me.

"Nate-" Brendan started as my eyes flickered up at Brady who was still grinning and glancing over at Brendan, and then back to me.

His hands are locked behind his back, and he was swaying lightly back and forth. I know him, I know him so well and I think he forgets that as much as he knows me, I know him. Although he can be unpredictable, I know why he's here, I know he still cares, and I know that right now he's trying to play the "innocent" act. Swaying back and fucking forth like some school boy.

"Why are you here?" I asked, furrowing my brows  at him.

He raised his brows, unlocking his hands from behind his back and walking closer to the bed. "You dropped something that night," He said as I looked at him feeling confused.

"You know, the night where..." He started, motioning to my body with his hands before trailing off.

He shook his head, trying to diminish whatever he was referring to, even though all three of us knew what he was talking about. "Anyways I found it and I never gave it back to you because I knew you wouldn't want to see me, and plus I'm a busy guy..." He continued as I looked away, my jaw clenching with each word.

"Here," He said, stepping closer, and handing me a bracelet. I looked down at the cracked beads and swallowed.

It's my mothers bracelet that I wear.

"Nate-" Brendan started again as I studied the once beautiful and put together bracelet. 

If I was able to fix Aubrey's, I can fix this one too.

"Go, it's fine," I said to him as he swallowed and glanced at Brady apprehensively.

"Just-" Brendan started again tiredly, before he was cut off yet again.

"Yeah you heard him Brendan," Brad replied with a wide open playful smile and a cocky wink.

Brendan shot him a glare while he walked by him. He then knocked into him purposefully while leaving the room. Brady placed a hand on his chest, pretending to be overly hurt by the collision, grinning the entire time.

Silence.

Brendan closed the door fully and of course Brady decided to make himself comfortable and just ever so casually sit on my bed. I moved over a little, lifting my body with my hands. He sat facing me, his shoes near where I have my head at night. He has one arm placed across my legs, palm digging into the cover.