It's about 5pm and I have just been on Skype with Charlie. He seems to really love it at his uni.
I realised I hadn't eaten since breakfast but I didn't have much food so I grabbed my coat and headed for the door.
Just as I swung it open, I saw a familiar figure.
"Oh hey Betsy" tap very familiar Brummy accent spoke.
"Brad. Oh hey, what are you doing here? I asked, abit confused. He never comes to my apartment.
"Oh we'll see I'm kinda hungry and well I was wondering if maybe you might like to... I duno come get a bite to eat with me?"
"Funny you ask, I was just on the way to McDonalds" I smirked.
"You read my mind" Brad gave me a cheeky smile, then I locked my door and we headed out of the building.
We didn't speak much during the walk to McDonalds.
Brad ordered a box of 20 chicken nuggets and two large fries. I pull my purse out to pay but before I get the chance, Brad shoves the money to the women at the till.
I glared at him until I couldn't help but laugh, so I took the food over to a table whilst Brad got sauce and straws.
We sat down scoffing our faces in silence, until Brad broke it.
"It's been a while since I've seen you, got any boys on the scene?" He gave me a quick wink which for some strange reason, set the butterflies loose in my stomach.
"Nope, I haven't been out much since Mikey and Charlie left, they are normally the party planners Ahah."
I swear I saw a grin appear on his face.
"What about you Simpson, bagged yourself girlfriend?"
I was secretly hoping he would say no. I don't no why, I mean I can't like Brad like that. Can I?
"With the band starting to take off, I haven't even had chance to think about anything like that really"
AHHH YESSS
What was wrong with me? I mean I've always found Brac attractive. I've never really spent time with him on his own before though and right now I don't feel like I want this to end.
BRAD'S P.O.V
I hope I did t seem to weird coming to her apartment out of the blue. We haven't ever gone out alone before so she must have thought it was strange. She seemed to be enjoying herself though, I must have been doing something right.
They best thing I've heard her say all night was that she was single. I know that doesn't mean that she is interested in me but I guess I don't have any competition to worry about. Although she is my new best friend and band mate's little sister.
Anyway I'm over thinking things right now.
BETSY'S P.O.V
We had finished our food and sat in McDonalds for a good half an hour talking about everything, from The Vamps to how my collage work is going. It really enjoyed myself.
Brad walked me back to my apartment door and I decided to invite him in for a while seen as I had no other plans.
"So what do you want to do? We could watch a film or something?"
"Yeah sounds good, but I'm not watching a chick flick" he winked at me, resulting in my stomach Filling with butterflies again.
"Well I have my DiCaprio collection, or my Fast and Furious set?"
"Hmm... as tempting as it is to sit and watch Leonardo DiCaprio for two hours, I say we go with The Fast And The Furious?" He laughed.
I know I'm not the typical stereotype, I'd rather watch action films then sit and cry at some silly chick flick.
I sat on the couch whilst Brad put the dvd in then I patted the couch signalling for him to come and sit next too me which he did.
The film was nearly over and I could feel myself slowly moving into Brads chest. I felt Brad's arm rap around my waist and I felt like I never wanted this moment to end.
"Betsy, you awake?"
"Y..yeah"
"Do you want me to go? You look tired, it's getting late you should be going to bed" he seemed slightly gutted.
"No no, you don't have to. unless you want to, I mean I'm sure you have better places to be. It's getting late and knowing you you'll get lost walking home in the dark" I laughed why would he want to be sat watching films with me in my apartment when there are thousands of pretty girls that want him.
"Well I don't have anywhere better to be, so I suppose just for you I can stay."
He smirked at me and pulled me into his chest. And the butterflies made a return.
"Do you have any tracksuit pants I could borrow? I'm getting a bit uncomfortable in these tight jeans" Brad laughed as I took his hand and pulled him upstairs into my room. I threw some tracksuit pants at him and he went to change in the bathroom.
"I think I'm going to watch some TV in bed,I have a spare room if you want to stay in there?" Obviously I didn't mean what I was saying, I wanted him to stay with me.
Brad launched himself onto my double bed. "I'm okay here if you don't mind" he gave me another checks smirk before I pulled the covers back and lay on the other side of the bed.
I turned the TV on, flicking strait to Comedy Central because I knew that friends would be on.
"OMG I love this episode, when everybody but Ross finds out Rachel is pregnant" Brad squealed like a little girl.
I couldn't help but laugh at him, God he was adorable. I sat up laughing at him and. His checks started to go a bright shade of red. He tried to take the attention off him by grabbing my waist and tickling me.
"BRADD AH STOP..BRAD PLEASE OMG. BRAD" I screamed, not being able to hold it in because of how ticklish i am.
He finally let go and my head naturally fell into his chest.
"You're a dick" I giggled.
"But I'm a nice dick"
"You keep telling yourself that Simpson"
I felt his arm rap around me and I slowly let the darkness take over me.
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I finally threw in abit of "Bretsy" into the mix.
Hope you like it so far 👅
