Breathe

Bradley is smoking hot. He's a man whore. Every girl wants to jump in his pants not to mention a few guys. But then, there's Shay. She hates everything about him, from his floppy hair to his Australian accent.
~
Shay is a bookworm. She reads and reads and reads. If she's not reading she's dancing in her mother's studio.
~
Somehow Bradley finds this ever so endearing and tries his very hardest to get her attention. But of course he'll never get it.

93Likes
60Comments
10692Views
AA

26. 26

Brad's POV

As soon as she fell asleep, I changed to American Horror Story. I have never liked classic movies, but that's okay with me if she likes them. I'll tolerate it, because she tolerates me. As I'm about to find out what happened to one of the Nuns, my cell goes off. I answer it quickly, without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" I whisper. 

"Why are you whispering?" Amanda mimicked me. 

"Oh um... Shay's asleep."

"Why are you over there so late? You should go home."

"No. I'm staying over here tonight."

"Whatever. Happy Birthday baby brother."

"Yeah yeah whatever."

"Look I know you're gonna hate me forever, but Lou and I threw you a surprise party."

"Jesus Christ, Mandy!" I heard a groan coming from the couch. Shit, I woke her up.

"It get's worse. Christina's here." 

"You invited her?!"

"No! No. Louis did. He thought you and Shay were done."

"Well seeing as how I'm at her house right now should indicate that I'm still in love with her." 

"OH MY GOD!" Mandy screeched, and I pulled the phone away from my ear. "You love her? I never thought those words would come out of your mouth. Wow Baba's in love."

"Shut up Mandy, get all those people out of my house."

"Just pop in really quickly and then you can leave, promise!" 

"Fine. But I'm bringing Shay."

"Never said you couldn't." the call ended.

"Why is Amanda calling you at 1 in the morning?" Shay yawned.

"They threw me a party for my 22nd birthday."

"Well I hope you know I'm not going."

"Why not?"

"Duh. No one can watch Jake."

"Mandy can! She owes me."

"Fine. I'll go get dressed, you call Mandy back."

~

Shay's POV

I nearly ran to my closet, no doubt Christina was gonna be there, and I'm gonna be the hottest girl there. I went straight to the cardboard box in the corner of my closet, stuff from two years ago, back before I had a kid. The shit I use to wear... The shit Christina wears now. 

"Mandy's coming. Are y-" He stared at me. 

"What?" I giggled. "Is it too much? Should I change?" I looked down at the lace bustier top and leather skirt.

"No! No. You look... great. You just don't look... you." 

"Everyone needs a little change, right?" The doorbell rang.

"Time to go." He coughed.

~

"Surprise!" Everyone yelled.

"Fuck you all!" Brad laughed wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Happy birthday, baby." I kissed his cheek.

"Look who it is." Christina said. "Cinderella and Prince Charming."

"Yeah, I would think he would come to his own party." One of Brad's friends rolled his eyes at her. "Now who is this beautiful little lady?"

"Tony, this is my girlfriend, Shay. Shay, this is my life long friend, Tony." Tony froze.

"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?!" He gasped and everyone turned to look at me.

"Um... Hi? Has Brad never had a girlfriend before?" I already knew that he had one 2 years ago, but that was still me.

"None that we ever knew of." "Brad's whipped!" "At least she's hot!"

"SHUT UP!" Brad yelled over the bickering. "Fuck. I didn't even want to come here! I'd rather be at her place right now! Asleep! But I came here for you! I came here so that we could laugh and get drunk and be happy. Instead you guys want to bag on my girlfriend! Fuck yourselves. You're all gonna be alone for the rest of your miserable lives with illegitimate children scattered all around the country. You may want that, but fuck you if you think for one second that I'd give her up for that shit. You guys can blow out the damn candles. I'm going home."

"This is home! It's your house." Christina laughed.

"No. It's not my 'home'. It's a prison. And that's why I'm selling it."

~

"Brad you can't sell that house!" I said running after him.

"Yes I can, Shay! It's my house!"

"What about the memories?!"

"Of what?!" He spun around and I ran into his hard chest. "Of all the terrible shit I did after my mom died?! There are too many bad memories that cover up the good ones."

"Bu-"

"It's my choice Shay!" We stood silently in the middle if the street. His breath fanned over my face.

"Kiss me." I whispered. He moved the hair away from my face. He held my head in his hands and slowly dipped his head.

"No." He grinned, pulled away, and walked away from me.

"That's okay. I'll find someone at the party who'll kiss me!" He turned around eyebrows raised.

Headlights were on me. I turned. Someone was screaming my name. I felt the gravel digging into my skin as I fell to the ground.

"Shay are you okay?" Brad was laying on top of me, looking around for something. "Baby say something."

"I'm fine. What just happened?"

"Someone just tried to kill you."

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...