I thought Jizzy ended up together and had babies? Why is Jaddie having babies too?
Jace and Adalina had a fling for a short period after Izzy left him and decided to go home. While they weren’t together, Jace liaised with a couple of other people and found out on the last day of the Exchange that Adalina was pregnant. He didn’t get back together with Izzy for quite a while after that but left her a note saying that he’d see her sometime when they were both back in England. Jace, as he would of done for Alaska, supported Adalina through her pregnancy while she was seeing Brad and ended up being the one at the birth to welcome his beautiful son into the world!
Grabbing the bottle of water that sat on his amplifier, Brad took a long drink before smiling at the thousands of fans who were watching his every move. "So I have to tell you, that this is my last song of the night" He said, still smiling although also nodding in understanding at the sounds of displeasure coming from the crowd. "I know I know. Believe me, I'd stay up here all night if I could." He added, which evoked a loud cheer from the crowd. Hushing them, though still grinning, he took a seat on the edge of the stage, setting his guitar down beside him and taking the microphone in his hand."But er, as most of you probably know already, this is the last night of the tour and I just really want to thank you for coming out and supporting me. You guys, my fans, you're the reason I get to come up here every night and do what I love for a living." Pausing at their cheers, he smiled, waiting patiently for the noise to die down before continuing. "I'm actually gonna be taking a break from music for a little while to be with my family, so the last song of this night might actually be the last song I play for a crowd for awhile, and I honestly can't think of anywhere else I'd rather play it then right here in the city that I learned what love meant" Hearing the eruption of "Please Don't Go" chants echoing through the Madison Square Garden that was filled to capacity, he grinned widely. "I promise you that this is not the last time you will see me. I just need to go home for awhile. Be with my wife. with my kids. You know? Be around the people who inspire me to write music" Picking up his guitar again and getting to his feet, he placed the microphone on the stand and gave his guitar strings a few strums. Taking one last deep breath, he began to sing.
"Give Me Love Like her..."
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As his plane landed in the airport in Rome late the next evening, Brad remembered only one time before where he'd been this anxious to get off of a plane; it had been 4 years ago, on the flight from New York to Brazil, when he had first gone to The Exchange. Then, it had been because he was sitting next to a man who smelled of something foul. But had he known then what kind of an adventure The Exchange would bring him, it would have been more of an excited anxiety than a desperate one. The Exchange had been where he'd made so many fantastic friends; including his best mate Elijah, who he still called on a weekly basis to see how things were. It was also where he had met the girl of his dreams. The girl who he had fallen in love with and, despite several obstacles getting in the way, had never given up on being with. Now she was his wife, and she was a very short car ride away, along with a child who he loved like his very own. Unstrapping himself from his seat, he quickly grabbed his luggage and made his way off the plane.
Walking through the airport only took his a few minutes, as it was a walk he'd made so many times he could probably do it in his sleep. Bypassing the luggage recovery centre, he headed straight for where the driver would be waiting to pick him up; he'd decided to just have his luggage sent to the house the next day. Getting into the car, it began to drive away, through the now familiar streets of Rome, towards the neighborhood where one of the family homes was located.
As the car pulled into the laneway, Brad noticed that all the lights in the house were turned out, apart from one in the living room. Seeing a silhouette appear at the window briefly before disappearing again in the direction of the front door, Brad opened the door of the car before it had even fully stopped, propelling himself forward with every last bit of energy his body posessed. As the door opened, he saw her running towards him, and they collided in a tight embrace. Stroking her hair, he pulled himself away enough to kiss her on the forehead. Grinning down at her, he pulled himself tight to her again, happy tears leaking from his eyes. "I missed you so much mio amore"
After sitting down with her for a quick tea, Brad kissed his wife on the forehead again, promising her he would be back very soon. There was someone else he needed to see. Making his way up the stairs very quietly, he opened the first door at the top, peeking his head in. Seeing the little boy sleeping, he smiled. Tiptoeing over to the bed with the blue sheets with music note on them, which the boys mother had designed herself, Brad gently shook the boy by the shoulder. Rubbing the sleep away from his eyes drowsily at first, the boys face lit up when he recognized the face. "Daddy!" He exclaimed, to which Brad grinned, though shushing him hastily. "Shh. You're mother will be upset with me if she finds out I woke you up, but I just wanted to see you and couldn't wait til morning." He explained to the boy. "But you need to go back to sleep now" Pouting, the boy shook his head. "No I don't want to Daddy" Chuckling, as this was the response he had expected, Brad pretended to think very hard for a moment. "What if I sing you a song? Will you promise to go back to sleep?" He offered. Nodding happily, the boy laid back down, just his eyes and the top of his head poking out from under the sheets. Tapping lightly on his knees for rhythm, Brad began to sing a song. Getting through it, the boy was still awake. He sang another, and still the boys eyes stayed open. Finally, after the third song, Brad chuckled. "I'll sing one more, but this is the last one" Suddenly, the boy sat up, a terrified look on his face. "You aren't going to sing anymore after this?" Laughing warmly, Brad shook his head, ruffling the boys hair. "I promise I'll always sing for you. This is just the last song for now." And with that, he began to sing again, this time singing the boy's mothers favorite song. As he hit the last note, Brad looked down to the boy, seeing that his eyes were finally closed, fully asleep. Kissing him on the forehead, he got up and quietly made his way to the door, where his wife had joined them unnoticed. Taking her in his arms and looking back at the boy, Brad silently thanked God that he had gone to the exchange, which had given him the beautiful family he now had.
@TheRealBradParker: Just changed into this suit before the encore. About to head back on stage and pop the question to the girl I love(Who's front row rn and has no idea that I'm about to pull her up on stage) by performing her favorite song Fly Me To The Moon By Frank Sinatra and then a new song I wrote just for this. Good thing she "lost" her phone so she won't see this til after ;) (Don't worry I'll give it to her with the ring )
