You And Me- Bradley Simpson

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Springs P.O.V

-4 Hours Later-

It was getting late.

I brushed my teeth, put my PJ's and went to bed.

Brad came into the room.

He sat on the down next to me in bed.

"Night beautiful." Brad said.

"Night baby."

Brad pecked my lips.

Brad closed the lights and door and left.

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- 10 A.M-

I woke up.

I brushed my teeth, took a shower, did my hair and put my clothes on.

I wore a dress. It was black and tan.

I also added some make up.

For the finishing touch, I put a black beanie on.

I saw Sophie.

"Look at you wearing a dress!"

I smiled at Sophie.

The door knocked.

Sophie opened.

It was Brad.

"Lets go!" Brad said taking me and Sophie's hand dragging us to his car.

"Damn it Brad! I dropped my phone!" Sophie complaint.

"Ill buy you a new one!"

"Where are we even going! What's the rush!?" I asked.

"To a party!"

"I want an iPhone 6. Thats what you must buy me. With a golden case."

"Yeah. OK. Ill buy a house while we are at it."

"Really? A house?"

"No!"

Brad started driving.

We arrived.

The music had a good beat to it.

We got out the car.

I saw Jack.

He was a rude guy.

He'd always abuse me a long time ago. He'd always hit me and rape me.

Thats one of the many reasons why I'm just a messed up girl.

"Brad. He's here."

"Who?"

"Jack."

"Ill be right near you. I promise."

We went inside the house.

Me and Brad clashed threw sweaty bodies.

I sat down on the couch next to Sophie.

Brad sat at the bar. It wasn't far.

I just wish people wasn't blocking it though.

I started to hum Rest Your Love from The Vamps.

There's nothing to do actually.

"Take a ciggarette." A random teenage girl asked me.

"N-no. I can't."

"Cmon man. Just one."

I looked at Sophie.

I took one and lit it up.

I inhaled.

I coughed.

It was a nasty cough.

"Are you Ok, Spring?"

"Yeah."

I kept coughing.

My face turned a reddish purple.

"Hos- Hospi- Hospital." I said in between coughs.

Brad came near.

"You al-"

Brad stopped and saw the cigarette in my hand.

"Thi... This... is... not... wha... what...
i... it... looks... like..."

"You said you stopped."

"What... Whats in this cigarette..?" I question the girl who offered me.

I kept coughing.

"Death."

"You... son... of... a bi-"

Sophie put her hand over my mouth.

Walked away.

Why did I take it.

All these thoughts spinned around me.

Everything was getting darker.

The sounds were decreasing.

I guess this is the end.

"No... no!" The sound of Sophie was draining.

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A/N:

DAMN IT!

-Samantha