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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"That you are." He purred, kissing her lips gently. "Can I get you anything?"

She shook her head "Lucas got me food and a drink" she said

Nodding a bit, he rested his chin on her shoulder with a weak sigh. "Well, if I can do anything for you, just tell me." He whispered, kissing up her neck.

"I-I wouldn't do that or we will have to get a room" she said breathlessly

"Then maybe," Brad whispered kissing up her neck one more time. "We should get a room. I'm not ashamed to kiss you."

"I don't think all of friends wanna hear me moaning your name" she whispered

"Fineee~ But if you'll have it, I want to kiss you later tonight." Brad whispered, pulling back with a light smile.

She playfully rolled her eyes and shoved into him playfully with her hip

His back stiffened a little bit, and he smirked. "Mm, I'm gonna take that as a yes." Brad purred, pecking her cheek.

" but Brad we do need to tell your parents and sister I know it's not going to be your favorite thing but I'll go with you" she said

Brad winced a bit at the mention, glancing down at the ground. "I-I don't know… couldn't we- wait a little bit?" He asked nervously, kicking at the ground. "And what about Taylor?"

" the sooner we tell them the sooner it's over plus Taylor invited us both your sister and your parents to dinner tomorrow" she said

Brad froze up, pulling back just a bit. "I- w-why didn't you tell me sooner?" Brad asked weakly, feeling dread take over him.

" I got the text just before my seizure if it makes you feel any better my mother is coming I know you don't want to but I'll be with you " she said

“I-I really don’t… don’t know. I- I’m not sure I want you there when I tell him… especially after last time.” Brad mumbled the last bit under his breath, feeling his heart beat harder in his chest. “It just… it just doesn’t seem fair to make you be there. What if your mother disapproves if me? My family? You loving me?”

"It won't matter Brad because I love you so much and if no one approves of that we just won't invite them to the wedding " she said

Brad sighed weakly, still having a worried look painted on his face. “B-but what if they physically stop us? O-or try to persuade us otherwise? I- what if one of us gets hurt in the process?”

"My mother is a kind lady Brad I promise I won't leave you this time" she said

“Y-yeah, but what about the next time something bad happens or we fight? Will you get up and leave me?“ Brad asked her weakly, hugging himself as his fears started to surface.

" This isn't about our families this is about us you think I'm going to leave you" she said

Brad fell quiet, feeling quite guilty at getting caught. "I-… yeah, a little bit." He told her weakly, as he had gone to protest otherwise. Though it was pointless. "I-I feel like I'm not good enough for you… that I'm going to push things too far, and you're going to leave…"

"I'm not going to leave you not again" she said

Not looking so sure, he kicked at the sand that was littered across the top of the deck. "I'm still worried about it…" He mumbled, holding on to himself a little tighter. "I'm worried someone else is going to come, and you're going to realize you could do better than me."

"I love you Brad only you" she said

"I- but what if that changes?" He asked her softly, realizing only now that he was actually saying these things. He needed to stop, he needed to trust her. But once the flood gates opened, it was hard to stop the rushing water.

"it won't" she said

"You can't guarantee that… you couldn't when you practically died. You were gone… for a long time. What if you leave- and just… don't come back?" Brad asked her weakly, feeling a sort of hyperventilating come on as he choked down the wavering in his voice.

Sh cupped his face " why do you doubt my love for you" she asked

At her gentle touch, he couldn't keep himself from breaking down. "I-I… it's not you…" He whispered, warm tears running down his face as he loosely held on to her arms. "I- I just… me. With… with the other girls. I feel like a screw up- I am a screw up. I get everything wrong, and I'm scared to do it with you."

" come here" she said wrapping her arms around him