#yeiiiiii another part

[my-elevenoutof10]

Make me feel. #7

Hiyaaaaa, today I had a train ride of 9 hours and some inspiration (went to Zürich to watch them perform, was epic, 11/10 would recommend), so I’ve written some. Here ya go!

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Chapter Six

The awkward silence in the room was almost deafening. While most eyes were fixated on Bella, many of them carrying a mixture between horrified and amused, Brad and Alice were still keeping up their uncomfortable staring contest. However, while the boy’s facial expression had a slight resemblance to a woman in labor, the blonde girl looked rather amused by the whole situation, wearing a cocky grin on her lips.

“That was hands down the most awkward situation I have ever had the pleasure of being in and I would like to thank you all for sharing this with me”, Alice suddenly spoke up, turning around the room once to look at everyone individually with a cheeky smile, before stopping in front of Bradley’s face again, “though I really want to forget this as fast as possible, so I would appreciate a drink right about now”.

“Come on, then”, Connor spoke out, grasping Bella’s hand in his and walking towards the door of the green room, “I’ll show you the way to the catering room, we should have some beer there”.

“I’ll join you”

“Yeah, me too”, Tristan and James spoke up, walking after them.

For some kind of reason, nobody asked neither Brad nor Maggie to come with, the former still standing stiffly in the same spot as before, petite girl pressed to his side.

As soon as the door closed, Maggie reached her hand up to the singer’s face, pulling him down for a small peck on the lips. Brad let it happen, though not reciprocating, his mind still struggling to wrap around what on earth had just happened only seconds ago.

“Your friends are weird, Bradley bear”, Maggie mumbled, “that blonde girl in particular; I think she’s got a crush on you”.

Brad couldn’t help but be annoyed at her remark. Not only the pet name irritated him, but also Maggie’s dislike of Bella and Alice, in particular. He suddenly felt the urge to escape rise inside him, so he pulled away from the girl’s grasp and made his way towards the door.

“Where are you going?”, Maggie asked with confusion in her voice. “I thought we could have some quick fun since we have the room to ourselves”.

“Not really in the mood, sorry”, Bradley answered dismissively, before walking out the door, leaving Maggie behind.

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“So, what’s the schedule for today? So I can plan my ideal alcohol level for show-time”, Alice asked, tapping the top of her beer can, before opening the lid and taking a sip. When she looked up however, she was met with four pair of eyes, who all had the same look of worry masked over them, staring at her intently.

“What?”, the blonde one asked, “what did I do?”

“How are you doing, babe?”, Bella asked in return, reaching across the table and grasping Alice’ hand, the one not holding the can. Alice looked down at their joined hands, then back up again, brows furrowed in confusion.

“What the bloody hell are you talking about?”

“You know, about the thing between Brad and Maggie”, James answered instead, “about them sleeping together”.

“We should have told her beforehand, guys, I told you so”, Connor said towards the other three, “she could’ve prepared herself mentally-“

“What the actual shit it going on? Are you all mad?”, Alice suddenly spoke up, voice rising slightly.

“Bella was worried about how you might take in the news about Brad and Maggie, since you two have been chatting and stuff”, Tristan tried to explain. Suddenly it clicked.

“So you decided to stage an intervention in the canteen?”, Alice grinned slightly. Still, the worried looks remained on the other’s faces. The blonde girl could only sigh and roll her eyes so hard she swore she was shortly able to see the back of her head.

“Jesus Christ, you guys! Brad and I have shagged once! It was nice, sure, but there were absolutely no feelings involved!”, the blonde girl said, rising from her seat, “he can do whatever and whoever he wants, and so can I! So don’t worry, for God’s sake!” She grasped her beer and turned around towards the exit. “Where are you going, babe?”, Bella shouted after her.

“Out. I’ll be back soon”.

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As soon as Alice left the canteen area, however, she realised one major flaw in her plan to escape this horrendous conversation: she had no bloody clue where to go. The girl remembered that they had come from the left before, so she naturally went right in search for a quiet place to slow her racing mind.

After encountering a few locked doors, she was finally able to push one open and walk through it. It was a heavy metal door, which surprisingly led into a small atrium that clearly served as a storage room of some sorts. The sunlight illuminated the small space in a gloomy light through the huge glass ceiling and Alice could feel her skin become warmer immediately.

She stepped fully inside the room, closing the door behind her, enjoying the calm for a second, letting out the biggest sigh. She loved her bestie, but sometimes her protectiveness could be a bit overwhelming. Her and Brad were only friends, if even that. So nothing to worry about-

“Everything okay?”, Brad spoke up from the corner he had been watching the blonde girl for the last few minutes. Said girl, however, screeched in surprise and jumped comically into the air, almost spilling her beer and tumbling into a tower of boxes behind her.

“Bloody fucking hell, Bradley! What the fuck?”, she said, grasping her heart in an attempt to calm her breathing. “Don’t scare me like that! Has nobody ever told you it’s rude to creep on people without them knowing?”

“Sorry doll, you seemed like you needed the time for yourself so I didn’t want to disturb you”, he shrugged, pushing himself off the wall he had been leaning on, walking towards the girl. Alice only nodded in appreciation, mumbling her agreement. Setting down her can on one of the boxes, the girl turned around to face Brad fully.

“So what are you doing in this shady part of town, then?”, Alice asked the singer with a half-smile as soon as he came to a halt in front of her.

“Hiding, maybe”, Brad only answered.

“From your girlfriend?”, Alice couldn’t help but comment. Sometimes she hated her inability to shut her mouth when necessary.

“Not my girlfriend”, was the single-phrased answer she got in return.

“She looks like she might disagree with that”, Alice mumbled absentmindedly, reaching up to gently grasp Bradley’s right peck in her palm again.

“I don’t care what she thinks”, he mumbled back in the same tone, “What the hell is it with you and my chest?” The singer engulfed Alice’ wrist in his palm and just held it while she squeezed the muscle with a look of awe in her eyes.

“Dunno, love a good peck, might be something I have to put on the list of ‘suppressed kinks’”, the blonde one shrugged, finally making eye-contact with the boy in front of her.

“There is a list?”

“You don’t want to know, believe me.”

Silence.

“You look gorgeous, by the way”, Brad told the girl, once again admiring her simple black spring dress, combined with a jean-jacket and black converse.

“Thanks, had to put baby-powder on my inner thighs to avoid reaming”, Alice answered, stepping back and hiking her dress up a bit, wiggling her thighs in order to show them rubbing together, “so you better not make me sweat today, Mr. Simpson”.

When the blond girl looked up again, she was met with a wide-eyed look from the singer, who was once again stunned by her bold actions. However, the surprise of the moment passed quickly and he was suddenly left with a strange heat in his stomach, making it almost impossible for him to focus on anything but the girl in front of him. Brad reached forward, grasping Alice’ wrist in his hand once again and pulling her into his arms. Ignoring her raised eyebrows, he leaned down and put his lips on hers.