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"What?" I ask spinning around in the baby blue skater dress Brad had bought me only a couple hours ago as a surprise.
He likes doing that actually, spoiling me at the most spontaneous moments. I usually I try to reject them, but this one was gorgeous, I couldnāt say no.
He sat in the corner of my large bedroom, I had convinced my brother to swap with me so that I have more space to do āgirly thingsā if you catch my drift. He sat on a small plush stool I had received for Christmas two years ago. He had a small smile on his face, hand to his chin, covered in bracelets that fans have given to him previously,his little hat perched on the top of his head always leaving me wondering how it stays on.
"Youāreā" He sighs "beautiful" I feel the heat rise to my cheeks as I stop directly in front of my mirror my arms around my own waist and swaying slightly. I was always worried whether he was happy with my, if Iām honest, he must meet so many other fans that are over the scale of gorgeous, girls whom are interested in him probably much more than I was at the start.
We hated each other, couldnāt stand his face, he was talking to Connor a lot so me and Connor stopped talking for a while. Being brother and sister youād think heād stick by my side. But it doesnāt matter anymore because Iām happy.
A pair of arms wrap around my waist holding mine against my body.
"Youāreā" He pauses "Gorgeous" I blink in the mirror. Moments like this make me melt, he makes me feel amazing when I need it and I donāt. He suddenly comes out with something I never expected from him "Weād have the cutest kids ever" I nod, smiling slightly. "Theyād have your blue eyes and my brown hair" I rest my head on his chest "They would defiantly be short"
"Well, Lui is kind of tall" I retort sweetly.
"Maybe" I turn and wrap my arms around his neck, tilting my head to the left and biting my lip "Whatās up Munchkin?"
"Nothing, just looking and thinking" He got worried A LOT, if I was looking down at all he would make sure I have a smile on my face in a split second. He could see right through my fake smiles just by the glint in my eyes.
Heās a keeper. Is what my Dad said to me when he left for the first time, (they had never really met them when he came to see Connor, so it was a new experience). That never happened before, so it was hard to say I was shocked, more astonished.
If there was one thing that Ā would change about him, it would be his career.
I know he is doing what he loves and all, but he is never around and when he is he has to leave so soon. The paparazzi never leaving me alone, even when he is not around.
I love Brad and all but it does get a tiny bit too much at times.
"There is. Are you getting bad again?"
"No Brad, I made a promise and Iām not breaking itā"
"Then what is it, I want to make it go away"
"But you canāt and you wonāt"
"Tell me" His voice soft and rasp in his usual Brummy accent.
"You!" I pause "Well, not you, but what you do. And I know you love you. But I miss you all the god damn time. I miss you, Connor, James and even Tris." I say making myself giggle "I miss the stupid little things, like how you think you have to buy my love and how your curls fall across your face when you wake up and when we go out and everyoneās face lights up seeing you, whether itās because their a fan or a old friend. Itās amazing because itās you a-andā"
"You worry, donāt you. You worry that I will find someone else. Someone ābetterā. But there is no one better" He takes my hand and sits on my bed pulling me to his lap. "You are perfect with all your imperfections. I find it adorable when you wake up in the morning to see a spot on your forehead and you sit in front of the mirror all day staring at it trying to magic it away. Or how when you drive your face is the cutest thing, or when you watch a movieā" He stops himself from carrying on. "Look, I love you and only you. You are my other half. I have finally found my broken heart piece. You love me for me and for that I am great full" I bury myself into his chest
"Only because you make me" I laugh at my thoughts
"I wonder what the fans would think if they found out you are this soppy"
"Theyād probably want to kiss me"
"Hey, thatās my job" I scoff mockingly, leaning in brushing my lips against his watch his eyes roll closed. I giggle and lean back on my lap.
"Thatās my job" We do that a lot too, we like to lead each other on and then leave very quickly and very quietly. Not to mention the dress was quite short and I didnāt have any shorts to go underneath. "I want to go out somewhere"
"I want to do something else" He whines trying to attach our lips. I lean as far back as I can with out him holding me
"How can you go from the sweetest thing in the world to the most sex crazed maniac I have ever met?"
"Because you drive me insane"
"Sounds about right" I laugh attaching our lips for only a second, grabbing his hat he places it on my head,
"I need to know your lips, nothing ever mattered to me more than this"
"You can not use your own song as a pick up line, that is just cheesy" I stand fixing the hat on my head
"I know, but I donāt want to admit that" I groan with a giggle. He re-wraps his arms around my waist leaving soft kisses on my neck.
"Youāre quite tense" He murmurs against my neck
"Well, there is a possibility that Iāve been a bit stressed at work lately"
"whatās going on babe?" He kisses up to my ear
"Well, last week I tried to edit the video and my mac book crashed meaning I didnāt get the YouTube money, then when I got the cafĆ© I was soaking and tired"
"Why didnāt you text me. I would have got James to drive you?" He kisses across my cheek
"I didnāt want to bother you" I groan a bit as he kisses at the corner of my lips.
"Yeah, I paid a couple months in advance two weeks ago"
"good. Not having you out on the streets. I would have let you stay with me anyway"
"What you and your parents. Thanks there"
"Better than the streets" He shrugs turning me to face him "Plus youād have Nat"
"Not after last time!" Last time I visited his place me and Nat where telling spooky stories and I scared her a bit too much. So much in face we didnāt sleep the whole night.
Iām quite close to his family. Seeing as mine donāt even live in the country anymore. I was a single child all my life because I was adopted, Mary and Charlie didnāt want me to feel as if they where dumping me all of a sudden for a new child.
Everyone, everyone always expects Charlie to be a boy, but no, my parents wanted to be parents so they adopted. And they adopted me. Strangely I was never picked on in school for having two mums, in fact it was considered pretty normal, never bothered me so it never bothered anyone else.
"Sheās forgiven you, except for two months ago when she went for a nap and came down the stairs crying"
"Really? I did that, should I be sad or proud"
"Sheās okay, so you can laugh" I do, I giggle slightly placing my lips on his for only a second.
"Iām lonely all the damn time and itās freezing!"
"Point taken but in two days youāll be on a warm tour bus with me, in the mean time we can cuddle" I smile taking in this moment. As soon as tour starts weāre going to have to stop being all kissy cuddily because Connor will be there and he said āHe is very uncomfortable with the situationā. Which of course, I laughed at till I realised he was being serious and stopped abruptly. "Brad baby?"
"Yes?" He asked worryingly
"Itās not bad, Itās just. What if we brake up, Connor will be torn whoās side to take"
"Two things . I would make sure he takes your side, because heās your brother and should be aloud to slap me around the face if I step out of line and two, Iām at a age now where I want to be with you forever. Weāre not kids anymore, we have had our fun with our exes. But thatās not how this one is going to turn out"
"Promise. Now arenāt you meant to be blogging today?
"oh yeah!" I say running toward my backpack grabbing the camera and turning it on holding it away from my face. "You watch my vloggs?"
"You listen to my music, plus that way I can see your pretty face where ever I am" Heās not normally like this, Iād like to point out. Heās usually not very good with sloppyness and cuddles. He isnāt really into PDA. Around the boys, he doesnāt care. Although, Connor does.
"Before I start blushing like mad. Hello guys! Me and Brad are going shopping"
"Yeah, I need milk" I say opening my cupboard door after passing the camera to Brad who is with no daught making weird faces that I will use for bloopers.
A lot of my vloggs have Brad in it. A voice behind me says
"Look at this cutie trying to find a jacket"
"I gave you that camera in confidence" I say pulling out my cream jacket. "Youāre being a bit of a shit today arenāt you Brad?" He steps a little closer pulling the camera to my chest
Brad was off this whole time, acting really suspicious, in fact he didnāt even want to leave my side which I donāt know if I should be flattered about if Iām honest. He always had one hand in his pocket after coming out of that jewelry store to buy that bracelet for his mum. I guess he didnāt want people seeing it. āWhen do you see her next?ā I ask opening the door with the camera held up high so they donāt see my door.
"A couple months but they wouldnāt be stocking them at that point" I nod closing the door after him.
We have been on the road for what, 2 weeks now and theyāre on their way to their 6th show I think. Not keeping count. 6 is my lucky number so this show is going to be amazing. Currently Brad is sitting next to me on his knees bouncing around with his phone. āCONNOR!ā He shouts startling me.
"What happened, is (Y/N) okay?"
"Sheās fine. But I need to ask you something" He says leaving the room.
"Love you too I guess" I shrug. Heās been running off a lot lately.
Going back to editing the cafeās website, I hear a scream of āSERIOUSLY! OKAY DO IT!ā And then silence with hushed whispers. Connor always got over excited at things so, I donāt know what to expect anymore. Canāt be that exciting.
"Pretty yourself up tonight, (Y/N)"
"Shhh" James slaps his arm smiling.
I did as Tristan said, although I didnāt see Brad for the rest of the day. I was okay.
I have on the blue dress that Brad had got me and some of my usual make up, which of course Claire, had to change. She gave me a more natural look with a winged eyeliner.
"Sometimes I hate you" I say to her, being the boyās makeup artist youād think that maybe she might be with the boys. You where wrong.
"Yeah, but donāt tell her she might get big headed"
"Our little secret. Now go to the side of the stage, they need you in a minute"
"Need me?" I shout as she walks away. "I hate you!" I turn towards the stage sulking like a child. Brad turns toward me, out of breath and winking.
A blush rises to my cheeks, going unnoticed by me, Brad runs one of his fingers up his cheeks whilst singing indicating my red cheeks.
"It was look much better, On the floor, on the floor" Brad grabs a jacket after turning off his microphone temporally and indicating me to come out to him.
"Come on, you look cute and Claire spent time on you" He says pulling me beside my best efforts. James had been taking him to the gym so, I had no chance in hell. Not complaining.
"So as you know, I hope, that this my girlfriend, (Y/N) Ball, which is weird to sayā" The crowd cheers "Because that is also the bassistās name, we have even had people come to our shows just to meet the little turnip, get your own fans"
"Brad, theyāre all the same fans, itās just you sing" I stick my tongue out at him
"How romantic" He says almost forgetting the audience. "So Connor, can you just take your little sister to the front of the stage" He says bringing the microphone to his waist and fiddling with his pocket. Connor pulls me by the waist to the front of the stage. "Iāve been planning this for months, so no peaking" Some girls scream my name so I wave to them.
Soon after the whole arena is filled with screams sending me into worry. āOkay, turn around Princessā
"I am not a princess and two Iā" My hands fly to my face as tears prick my eyes.
"I know you said if we get married that you donāt want to be proposed to on stage. But I also know that your lucky number is 6 and your favourite colour is red. I know that you like the rain because you get to take extra warm showers, I know that you didnāt like sitting at the back of the classroom because it made it look like you didnāt care enough. I know that your favourite song is on the floor but you canāt tell your family because it has a ādirty and inappropriate themeā. I know that you want a tattoo but are too scared, I know that you like your cold apartment no matter what you say because you get to use your blankets all the time. I know you love to walk around in your pajamas because they hold all the warmth of last night. I know you love my grey sweater because it reminds you of when we first met. I know your favourite quote is āIf there is a story you want to read but has not been written yet, you need to write itā or something along the line, I know you told me not to tell anyone this, but I donāt care. I donāt know a lot, but I know I love you. Marry me?"
"I would have said yes anyway" I laugh through the tears. He jumps up and hugs me tighter then ever before. The three boys all join us, squeezing us tight.
"You better not hurt my sister, man"
"I wonāt. Sheāll probably hurt me first" I nod as he sets the ring on my finger
"I love you too Bradley" I say as he connects our lips and drops the microphone.