#bradsnaps

“No fucking way, look who came to a bloody party!!” His voice made you automatically roll your eyes and even tho your back was facing the kitchen door, you knew exactly who had talked. 

“Your daddy knows you’re here or did you sneak out from the window, darling?” He laugh and leaned against the door.

“Fuck off, Simpson” You turned around grabbing your drink from the counter.

As soon as your eyes land on his, your brain gave electric waves over your entire body, no exceptions. You could also notice that you two were the only ones in that room and that gave you goosebumps. 

“Feisty. Did you run out of books to read on your shelf?” He talked again maliciously smiling and examining your entire body, from head to toe.

“Didn’t you have to go scream into a mic or something?”  You decided to challenge him. In fact all you did to each other, since high school was challenge and tease each other.

Secretly you both liked it, but were too proud to admit it. 

“Is that bad uh?” He smiled and ran a hand through his hair.

That action made you notice that his hair was bigger and also his arms. He noticed your curious eyes and decided to approach you by the fridge.

 “But that doesn’t stop you from hear it!” He grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat on the counter next to you. 

The music was so loud that prevent you from thinking deeper about the situation you were in. People were drinking and dancing around the rooms and for a couple of minutes a couple entered the kitchen kissing and touching in a frenetic manner until they noticed you both and sooner left embarrassed. Leaving you and Brad laughing like two dorks. 

“So..Where’s that prick you call boyfriend? Didn’t saw him anywhere!l” He asked taking a sip in his beer and looking straight at you. Before you could answer your face expression changed, anger and hate took place in your eyes and by the way you frowned, he immediately noticed what had happened.

 You thought about many answers to his question, but in order not to seem desperate for something that you already had solved mentally, you decided to play with the situation.

 “On top of some frat friend, I guess” You took a long sip trying not to care about the sentence and he laugh. 

“He is a prick indeed, then.” Brad laugh again and jumped out of the counter, positioning himself between your swinging legs. His moves got your brain alert but your heart melted. 

“I told you, darlie’” He looked at your face with a cute smile and a proud expression. That nickname almost made you lean forward and kiss him but somehow you managed to be still, pushing away your thoughts. 

“Yeah, you must know. You’re practically one.” You said and leaned against your arms, leaning back slightly. He took the opportunity to come closer and put both arms on either side of your body, preventing you from escaping. 

“You’ve always liked the pricks, m’love.” He decided to close the space between you two even more and now you could feel the heat that his body radiated. His perfume doing things to you, leaving you too weak to even move.

 “It’s your thing..what can you do sweetie?” He spoke again, this time whispering inches from your face and you closed your eyes felling his hot breath against your lips.

 “It’s not your fault..”  Again, his breath hit your face and that made you cough and wet your lips with your tongue very slowly. He watched you carefully and made a huge effort to not end up with the teasing and kiss you right there. Like he wanted to do all this years.

“I left you wanting..” He moved to your neck and gave a little wet peck on the skin, making you sigh.

 “I shouldn’t left” He left a trail of pecks until your jaw and your hands went to his hair pulling him closer.

 “I left us craving, babe” He was calling you all this nicknames making you travel a few years back and fell into his touch.

 “I'll end the hunger, princess. I fucking promise”  He whisper against your lips and kissing you ferociously.

His hands were now in your hips, desperate to close the small gap between you two, and your legs were around his waist.