Audrey Pov

I woke up the next morning feeling cold. I rolled over and saw that Brad wasn't there. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I didn't feel like changing so I just threw my hair into a messy bun and went downstairs. As I crept down the stairs I heard a guitar playing down the hall. I slowly made my way down the hallway until I reached a room. There was a glass door and in black words it said Brad's Music Room. I poked my head from around the corner to see Brad, shirtless, playing the guitar. I smiled to myself and decided to stay there and listen but what I heard next surprised me.

He started to sing.

If you want words to put your mind at rest tonight,

Come shout about it.

We can talk for a hundred miles and drive

Where you're less surrounded.

Cause I can see that the candle you hold inside

Has a cloud around it.

How can a heart like yours be that high and dry

When it burns the brightest.

When he stopped playing , I walked around the corner and stopped in front of the door. He was writing in a beat up notebook and he was sitting next to a desk on a stool. I knocked on the door and he looked up. He looked startled. He motioned for me to come in, and I smiled gently.

"Good morning babe." I said as I went to kiss him. I gently pecked him on the lips and he smiled.

" What time is it?" He asked me as he set the guitar down and pulled me in between his legs.

"Uh, 8:30 Brad." I said as I checked my phone. He just nodded and rested his head on my shoulder.

"What was that you were singing?" I asked as I rubbed circles with my finger on his back.

"It was a song I was writing. I was just fixing some stuff up before you rudely interrupted me." He said as he nudged me. I giggled.

" Well play the rest. I wanna hear." I said as I sat on the bean bag chair and crossed my legs.

"Okay. I'm singing where I left off and I'm only singing a little bit more because I have to figure out the end." He said as he picked up his guitar. I just nodded.

I'm so sorry I can't stop myself from staring at you,

When you're tired and blue, my dear.

It's just any reason I get to be closer to you,

I wanna shout about it,

Oh, I wanna shout about it.

Beneath the window and the water that's in your eyes

That's where I know you're hiding.

There's a smile that could light up a thousand lives

And you need reminding.

Tell me your fears, don't let 'em live a life alone

Let me share the burden.

Cause here beside you there's a man you better know know know

Who you can confide in.

He stopped playing the guitar and looked up at me. I was literally in tears because his voice was beautiful.

"Why didn't you tell me you could sing?" I asked as I wiped the tear that rolled down my cheek.

"Because I knew you would want me to sing all of the time." He said as he scratched the back of his neck.

"What else did you not tell me?" I asked as I smirked and crossed my arms.

"Con, Tris, James and I have a band." He said as he stood up and put his guitar on the stand next to his other guitars on the other side the room. He had a drum kit, 2 bass guitars, 2 electric guitars, 2 acoustic guitars, and 2 pianos.

"Really? What is the band called?" I asked as I hopped up from the chair and followed him across the room.

"The Vamps." He said as he went to put up his notebook.

"When were you going to tell me about this Bradley?" I asked as I put my hand on my hip and shifted my weight.

"When we got our firstly couple songs on YouTube. I was going to tell you sooner but I didn't know when." He said as he sat down on the couch.

"Well I think that's awesome. So is this where you guys come to practice and write music?" I asked as I looked around.

"Yeah, we record our music and write our own songs. Joe is our manager and Dean directs our videos and things like that. He said as he leaned back on the couch.

"Wow, so you really have something going." I said as I went to go sit beside Brad on the couch.

"Yeah, I'm really excited." He said as he kissed my nose.

"I can tell babe. Now can you make me some food?" I asked as I rubbed my stomach.

"Well come help me make breakfast. We can cook breakfast for Dean as well." He said as he stood up and grabbed my hand. I got up as well and he led me to the kitchen.

We both washed our hands and tried to figure out what we wanted to make. We decided on making oatmeal and bacon. I portioned out the oatmeal to water ratio and put in the pot. Brad put the bacon in the oven as I stirred the oatmeal. After the oatmeal and bacon were done, we set the table. We had orange juice and coffee along with fruit. We put the bowls, forks, and spoons on the table as well.

"Audrey can you go get Dean? Everything is ready." Brad said.

"I'm already here." Dean chuckled as he appeared from the hallway. I literally jumped when he came out.

"Oh god Dean. You scared me." I said as I clutched my chest as I tried to breath.

"I'm sorry Audrey. I didn't mean to." He said as he patted my back.

"It's alright. Well have a seat." I said as I gestured towards the seat.

"Don't mind if I do. Oh and Brad, Joe said you and the boys have rehearsals for the rest of the week." Dean said as he scooped up some oatmeal and put in the bowl.

"Oh really? What time?" Brad asked as he put a little oatmeal in his bowl.

"He said 5 to 10." Dean said as he chewed on a piece of bacon.

" Oh okay. So Dean can we ask you a few questions?" Brad asked as he sat down beside me.

"Sure." He said as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Okay, so how did my parents know Audrey's parents?" Brad asked.

" What are your parents names?" Dean asked as he looked in my direction.

" Emily and James Hill." I said simply.

"Damn. Okay here is what I know about them meeting. When Brad, Paul, and Claire moved here, their neighbors were Emily and James. They started hanging out together, I'm surprised you guys don't remember each other. It's only been about 3 or 4 years. You guys were the best of friends. You guys used to hang out at the park, ride bikes, talk about everything under the sun. Then one day, your parents fell out. I don't know for sure why they stopped being friends, they just never hung out anymore. I'm guessing they told you two not to hang out anymore, but I guess you two found your way to each other again. With more feelings as well." Dean finished while taking a sip of coffee.

"Damn, no wonder we enjoyed each others company so much. I just don't know how I didn't remember you. I guess it was puberty." I said as I scratched my head.

"Yeah that is strange. Dean , do you know anyone who might know anyone who could have known about why they stopped being friends?" Brad asked.

"No, not really. You might have to ask your parents, but I doubt they will tell you." Dean said.

"Damn, uh okay. Thank you for all of the information Dean." Brad said as he ran his fingers through his hair and left the kitchen.

"No problem. Why don't you guys go out with your friends today. I got the dishes." Dean said as he finished his coffee.

"Are you sure? I mean I can do the dishes." I said as I stood up from the table to clear my plate and put it in the sink.

"I'm sure. You guys go have fun. This is a lot you guys have to handle at one time." Dean said as he cleared off the table.

"Thanks Dean." I said as I gave him a hug.

"No problem. Now go check on Brad. He doesn't handle things like this very well." Dean said as he hugged me back. I nodded and made my way to the stairs

As I was making my way to the steps I heard the drums. I made my way to the music room and opened the door. I went inside and saw Brad banging the shit out of the drums. He kept banging on the drums until he threw the drum sticks across the room. He was breathing uncontrollably and then he collapsed onto the floor.

Holy shitballs lol. But damn Brad has some things going on and Dean seems so knowledgeable. But Don't forget to comment, vote, and share this story with your friends. When you guys comment and tell me what you think, it makes me feel so good, it makes me feel like I'm doing something right. But yeah, I hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I enjoy writing it. I love you all.