@Rainy_is_back
"No, no, I really shouldn't… why are you getting up?" Brad asked softly, pushing off the couch to follow after her. Whenever he mentioned being tired, she got up and left. He never understood her reasoning behind it.
"No, no, I really shouldn't… why are you getting up?" Brad asked softly, pushing off the couch to follow after her. Whenever he mentioned being tired, she got up and left. He never understood her reasoning behind it.
" I need to get ready" she said wrapping her arms around his neck
"But why now?" Brad asked with a slight pout. "You said we had some time, can't you just sit with me for five more minutes?" He pleaded, scooping her up and holding on to her.
She looked at him "okay" she said pecking his lips
Sitting back down on the edge of the couch, he rested his chin on her upper chest. "Want some help getting ready, when you do?" Brad asked her softly, smiling lazily.
" you want to help?" She asked with a smile
"If you let me. I can braid your hair, or something." Brad shrugged a bit, pulling the last bit of her braid out with a soft smile. "I know how to."
" well since you unbraided my hair" she said said her bouncy curls surrounding her shoulders
"It was coming out anyways." Brad insisted, brushing her hair back. Leaning in, he nuzzle her nose with his own. "I like getting to play with your hair."
She giggled brushing her lips over his cheek
(I'm sorry my responses are lack luster… I'm in a drag right now, and responses for this are just really not working for me. But I'm trying my best)
"What swim suit are you wearing?" Brad asked her with a soft smile, leaning his head in to her lips. "The white one, or a different one?"
( it's ok)
"I'm wearing the black laced one" she said with a small smile
"Mmm, that one looks really nice on you. Especially around the hips." Brad laughed lightly, kissing down her neck a few times with a bright smile. "But you look really good in almost everything."
She giggled "glad you think so" she said
"I do. You always look lovely." Brad purred, rubbing up her sides gently. "Even in pajamas… especially in pajamas." He hummed, nuzzling up against her.
She smiled and kissed his lips
"You know I love your kisses," Brad muttered a bit, pulling back. "But you probably need to go get ready. We could be stuck for awhile."
" Alright babe" she said pecking his lips one last time before standing up
"I think they have other things to do at the party, if you don't feel like swimming." Brad told her, following behind her as they walked down the hall. "It's gonna be at Chelsea VanDoff's house." He hummed with a nod.
Chelsea was one of the most popular girl's at their school. She was super sweet, and always happy to help out when she could. PJ always tried to hang around her, but even Chelsea had a hard time staying sweet to the clingy girl.
"oh cool!" She said "I'll probably hang out with her' she said
"I really was surprised you two weren't better friends. She seemed to really have liked you." Brad hummed, stepping in front of her to get their bedroom door. "I think you two would have hit it off."
Which was quite true. Chelsea had always liked Caroline, but never wanted to bother her by trying to be friends. That was just her. Never wanting to bother anyone about anything.
"well I was trying to get you to notice me since freshman year" she admitted
Brad chuckled a bit, feeling bad he hadn't noticed her. "Funny, because I recall you trying to avoid me near the beginning of this year." He pointed out, stepping in the bedroom so she could follow along behind him.
Now that he thought about it, he had noticed her. She was the pretty girl he always saw at the football games. But he always though she and Calum were dating, so he backed off. Brad had his own rules, but most of them were common sense.
"well it seemed like you didn't like me so after a while I stopped pinning for the bad boys attention I didn't think you cared I mean I was the good girl" she said following after him
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