Worst job? Brad Simpson bws the vamps

Part seventeen

You and brad are trying to get home, he's practically dragging you out of the club as You seem to have forgotten how to walk and the heels aren't helping as we make it out of the club, You stand still and take off my heels as they are causing unreal amounts of pain as You're taking them off Brad tugs on your arm obviously wondering why You've  stopped walking
"What are you doing?" He Asks softly
"Taking my shoes off" you tell him as you stumble around
"Why? No keep them on there is glass on the ground" brad says sounding concerned
"My feet hurt though" you whine
"Come here then" he says as he takes your shoes from your hands and bends down slightly
"What are you doing?" You ask
"Jump on I'm carrying you " He says and then you jump on and readjust your dress so no one Can see anything and you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. As you're tired you decide to rest your head in the crook of his neck and go for a sleep as he carries you home.
(BRADS POINT OF VIEW)
As I'm carrying Y/n home I notice she's resting her head in the crook of my neck so I'm assuming she's fallen asleep which is cute. As I walk through the door the light was left on which I'm assuming woke Y/n up as she groans and shuffles around in my arms. I carry her up to my room and place her on my bed and she sits up and rubs her tired eyes
"Aww there's our little sleeping beauty" I say
"Where are we?" She asks slurring her words still
"My room" I tell her
"Oh you're very forward" she says as she climbs onto my lap so she's straddling me and she leans forward and attaches her lips to mine which I don't mind and kiss her back, she slowly starts rocking against me which causes a moan to escape from my mouth. Her hands then fumble around with the buttons on my shirt and then I realise what's happening, she's drunk I'm slightly drunk but not as much as her and I don't want to take advantage of her as she might not actually want this so I push my head away from her slightly which makes a confused expression form and fake over her features
"Why did you stop?" She asks with puppy dog eyes
"We can't do this" I tell her
"What did I do wrong? I'm sorry" she says as she looks down as if she's disappointed in her self and she tries to climb off my lap but I gently place my hands on her hips to stop her from leaving
"I'm not angry with you, you haven't done anything wrong it's just you are drunk and I don't Want to take advantage of you" I tell her as I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger
"But I want to you have my one hundred percent permission" she says as she looks into my eyes
"Babe you might regret it in the morning so I'm not going to do it maybe another time, yeah?" I say to her
"But I won't regret it I want to" she says
"Baby you're drunk let's get you to bed"  I say and then she goes to walk out of the door and down to the living room. I contemplate asking her if she wants to sleep with me but I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her perfect body so I leave her to it and go to sleep myself but I feel bad that she has to sleep down there by herself.