“So your actually going to go for a drink with this guy?” Brad smirked a little too forcefully As you sat in his kitchen. You and brad had been really good friends for years and just got on so well, you had always had a crush on him but because you were such good mates it might have ruined everything if you took it any further so you kept it to yourself. It was no surprise when you called him up on a Sunday evening and asked to hang out because you were bored.
‘Brad is such a good cook damn it’ you thought to yourself as you swirled your fork round and round your nearly empty plate of noddles in brads kitchen. ,“ yeah, I really don’t get what the big deal is.“you giggled. Brad took a sharp intake of breath and ran his fingers through his hair, “I just…I just don’t think he’s good enough for you that’s all.” He blurted out quickly . You put down your fork in annoyance and stared at him from across the table in rage. “ Brad, Toms a really nice guy, just because he doesn’t have the best of jobs and lives in a pokey flat doesn’t mean he’s not good enough for me. God I thought you for all people would be happy for me. And anyway I’m not going to marry the guy, it’s just a few drinks” Brad was shocked. In fact you were shocked yourself. You’d never had a disagreement with Brad and it didn’t feel right.you almost felt bad for raising your voice but it had to be said. There was an awkward pause before Brad broke the silence by standing up and taking both your empty plates, then he finally spoke up,“ the reason I’m saying it is because I want you to be happy (y/n) he’s a loser with a drinking problem and a shitty car Who has only just moved out of his parents house. You don’t need that .” He said walking towards the dishwasher Turing away from you shaking his head, “ And what do you think would make me happy Brad? You?” You said laughing sarcastically trying to shake off the fact that secretly you knew he could indeed make you very happy. Brad stood still with his back still to you not saying a word. You felt the atmosphere drop suddenly. “Brad?” You spoke in a softer tone this time making it almost a whisper. You saw his whole body tense up and his head drop. “ and what if I could?” He replied in the same tone as you. Without thinking you found yourself standing up from your seat and putting your hands on his shoulders to turn him around gently while a very confused look formed on brads face. You cupped his cheek and looked into his now dilated pupils only to see a lost young man starting back. “ what did you say? I want you to say it again.” You said your lips almost touching his but not quite. Your heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to fall out. “ I could make you happy.” Brad said not taking his eyes of you. “ I know” you replied. Suddenly you lips attached his. The kiss was long and sweet until Brad licked your bottom lip practically begging for entrance. You gave it to him gladly as your hands traveled up and down his chest pulling on his half unbuttoned shirt . The kiss deepened as he put both hands on your waist and effortlessly lifted you up onto the counter so he was now standing in between your legs. Brad suddenly pulled away leaving you breathless and wanting more. “ your not just kissing me because you feel sorry for me are you?” You smiled and pecked his lips, “ no Brad, no I’m not.”