"Hey, shhh…" Wiping her tears away, he tried to stay relaxed as a soft smile pulled on his lips. "Do you just want me to leave you alone? I can do that too, if you need it." Lucas whispered, glancing over his shoulder at a worried Brad. "A lot of us are worried about you."
She nodded putting her head down
"Alright, if that's what you want Corie." Lucas smiled softly, as he used one of his nicknames for her. "Though does everyone include your boyfriend? Because I think he wants to check on you."
She shrugged silently crying
Giving up trying to talk to her, Lucas stood up and walked off. As soon as he had, Brad approached her without a word. He crouched down in to a sitting position, resting his chin in her lap.
She let a sniffle escape
Muster up a small voice, he reached up to pet her cheek. "Do you wanna talk, princess?" Brad asked her softly, not wanting to bombard her with questions. Just the one would do for right now.
She shook her head violently
Brad nodded a bit, not going to further insist. "Do you want me to hold you, until you feel better?" He tried something else, wiping her tears as they came down her face. "We can sit in the other room, if you want."
She nodded not saying a word
Standing up, he held out a hand to her so he could lead her back to their room. "I know, there's a lot of people all at once. As soon as we get home, you can cry as much as you need to. Or we can just sit in silence, anything is fine with me."
She took his hand leaning into him
(I'm headed off to bed after this, so I wish you a good night!)
Smiling weakly, he slid his arm around her to lead her on. "Come on baby-doll… let's go back to your room." Brad whispered as he made his way back to her room without a second word.
Once they were in there she barried her head in his neck crying
( Night!)
(And, I'm up! Good morning!)
"Hey… baby doll, shhh…" Brad whispered, locking the door as he scooped her up. Carrying her over to the seat they were sitting in before, he soothingly pet her as he sat down with her in his arms. "I won't ask you what's wrong… just tell me when you're up for it."
She cried her little heart out
Brad frowned a bit, still unsure why she was so upset. But he comforted her. To his best extent at least. Rubbing circles in to her shoulder, he had a thought come to mind. "Do you know you're beautiful?"
She shook her head "N-no I'm not"
"Of course you are… You're insecure, and I don't know what for." Brad whispered, starting to sing just a bit. "You're turning heads when you walk through the door."
She looked up at him Caroline hadn't heard him sing to anyone
"Don't need makeup… to cover up. Being the way that you are, is enough." Brad continued to whisper sing, smiling softly as he did. He was no where near the best, but he wasn't awful either.
She smiled softly at her boyfriend
"Being the way that you are is enough…" Besides the soft singing, the room was quiet as he stroked he cheek. His smile was so loving, and heart felt. "Everyone one else in the room can see it, everyone else but you."
Her crying had stopped as she layed her head on his chest
"Baby, you light up my world like nobody else… the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed…" The way he sang the usually pop song, came off with more of an acoustic tone. All he needed was a guitar, and he would have it. "But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell. You don't know, oh oh…"
She gently closed her eyes his voice calming her
"You don't know you're beautiful." Though not reaching the end of the song, he seemed to be finishing up his singing. "That's what makes you beautiful."
She looked up at him with teary eyes
"You really are beautiful. If I have to write my own song to tell you, I will." Brad whispered, wiping away her tears with a soft smile. "I'll learn to play guitar, and sing it from the tallest building in LA if I have to."
She smiled gently when she heard Pj's voice downstairs, no doubt coming to comfort and talk to brad