I was confused when I saw Brad freeze up. "What's up?" I asked as Brad showed me his phone to which I too froze up as well. I didn't even know how to respond to seeing something like that text message. He looked at me and asked "what should I say?" As I shook my head "I don't know!!" I panicked to which Bradley grew even more confused asking "why the hell does he even wanna see you?" He asked as he texted his father "why?" To which his father replied

Father: " I feel our relationship has become strained more than before, I want to know why my son desires this man more than a woman, I'm curious to know what your taste is"

Bradley: "why? So you can find me another bride?"

Father: " no no that's not the case, I just desire to at least attempt to become closer with you"

Bradley: " my apologies but I am not interested in becoming closer with you in the slightest☺️"

Father: " you have no choice, I will get to meet this Max boy"

Bradley scoffed and rolled his eyes showing me the text messages which made me genuinely concerned. What the fuck was going to happen?....I stayed calm for Brad who rested his head against my chest. He sighed softly and closed his phone trying to get some sort of rest that he hasn't been able to achieve for the past...however long? I can tell he hasn't been getting a good nights rest lately and he continues to get thinner and thinner which doesn't make sense? Brad had been eating in front of me all the time. How is he getting thinner? It worried me but I held onto him. Like if I were to let go he would die.

I don't know why I thought like that but I just wanted to hold him and let him know how much I needed him here. I can tell he had fallen asleep which comforted me a little, he needed the rest more than anything and I stayed up watching over him. I wanted to play with his hair but I decided against touching his head due to the injuries. I laid there for a while waiting for Bradley to wake up. I was quiet and I snuck a few pictures of sleeping Bradley on my phone. Despite having all these injuries he's still so adorable. I wanted to save them.

Eventually he woke up and how I knew was that he out of no where begun to give me kisses on my cheek. I smiled and chuckled softly but I let him. "How are you feeling?" I asked in a gentle tone. Bradley replied with "my leg is still sore and I feel like a hammer is hitting my head but I'll be okay.." he sighed. He cupped my cheek gently and let his thumb graze it. I chuckled as his finger grazed all over my face "what are you doing?" I asked. What he said surprised me but " Im tracing your vitiligo.... It's so beautiful." Which shocked me but I smiled "it's really not... but thank you" I said a little embarrassed as he shook his head "no no I like it. You look like a painting or some really cool character." He said softly which made my heart swell. Despite all the shit I got for it in my past this made my skin condition all worth it. I kissed his lips happily because he was so adorable and he kissed me back. It was like having puppy love.

With Roxanne, our relationship was amazing but she was never this affectionate. There was nothing bad to say about her, things just didn't work out for us because she wanted to move to pursue her dreams at a different college and we broke up because we both knew we couldn't do long distance and I wasn't going to stop her from achieving her dream. We're okay friends now, we text here and there but Bradley was everything. Despite his slightly sensitive ego but that makes him hilarious whenever he gets all fussy.

When we broke the kiss, he chuckled softly as his hand slid down to grab my hand. He pulled my hand up and kissed the palm before placing it on his cheek. I looked worried and took my hand away as he grew confused " what's wrong?" He asked "I don't want to touch your injuries and hurt you more" I said softly as he smiled "it's okay" he reassured and gently placed my hand on his cheek. I looked at him, eyes full of sadness and kissed his nose " I wish I can take all this pain away from you" I said earnestly as he chuckled " it's not possible. I grew up with this bull shit since day one. Even then this still isn't the worst thing my father has done" he said which shocked me "what could be worse than this?" I asked.

Bradley sighed and explained the story of his mother, from the marriage of convenience to the miscarriage then to her death in which his father had planned. I looked shocked by his words and the heart breaking story as he shrugged. "I also... know what it's like to not have a mother.." I said softly. "Go on" Bradley smiled a little showing that he was listening ".... Well when I was little, she died from a brain tumor. Numerous chemotherapy's and all sorts of treatments never helped her and it was heart breaking to watch her go through so much pain only to have her be taken away so soon. I was 11 when she passed away leaving my father and I to be our own little duo. I was rough for the past couple of years or so but we managed and now dad is engaged to the librarian, Ms. Marpole which is amazing and I'm extremely happy for my father. Of course I'm always going to miss my mom. She was my everything but my dads happiness means a lot to me as well. He didn't take it well at all when my mother passed away. He was beyond depressed, he tried to keep a positive front but my uncles came over a lot to take care of the both of us" I told him as Bradley listened "I'm so sorry to hear that.... I'm happy you both are living better lives now" Bradley said as I chuckled "without my uncles we would've been stuck in the same position." I admitted "your uncles sound like amazing people" Bradley mentioned as I hummed "well they aren't really my uncles." I mentioned as he looked confused " then what are they?" Brad asked as I replied "well like PJ's dad Pete and Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck. They always came to help out. Don't forget Minnie Mouse and Daisy Duck too" I mentioned as Brad looked shocked "what did you just say?" He asked. I get that a lot and so does PJ. Everyone gets so surprised when they find out we grew up with those celebrity millionaires. "They're my dads best friends. We consider them as uncles. The only reason why my dad isn't as big of a celebrity as they are is because he wanted to settle down with a quiet life with my mom and start a family without the stress which I much more prefer. I don't think I could ever handle stardom like those guys" I chuckled. " that's amazing though. Are they as nice as they appear on TV?" Bradley asked as I nodded "yeah it's not a persona at all. They genuinely act like that. Uncle Mickey is always optimistic and uncle Donald is always angry. Uncle Donald is hilarious though I love those guys" I chuckled as Bradley looked so invested " that's awesome. How come I never knew about this stuff?" He asked as I shrugged "I think it's because I wanna be seen as me rather than having celebrity family members" I replied which Bradley chuckled "tell me about it. No one knows me for me. They know me for my dad" he admitted. " that's gotta suck huh?" I asked as we both chuckled "yeah. But that's what body guards are for you know? I think the only person who didn't care when they found out was Tank. He told me straight up 'I don't give a fuck who your dad is man' and he flipped me off" Bradley rolled his eyes chuckling. But then a question popped into my head "have you and Tank ever been a thing?" I asked as Brad shook his head "no but he did have a thing for me. I rejected him a few times and he stopped having a thing for me after the X-games. I wasn't mad that he didn't like me like that anymore I was more annoyed at the fact my ego got in the way of our friendship. You'll never meet anyone as loyal as Tank I promise you that" Bradley said as I looked surprised. " hm.... That's really nice to hear. But I have to disagree. You see Bobby, is the most ride or die type of dude out there" I chuckled "and not PJ?" Bradley cocked a brow asking. " PJ's my dude but Bobby you can text and he immediately will do anything with you. But PJ on the other hand knows to focus on himself sometimes and take breaks from going out and focus on his other things like studies and his love life which I can't blame him for. Bobby though is always there. That's the difference. One of them thinks about stuff before doing it and the other has no thoughts" I snickered as Bradley nodded "I get that. Your trio is very sweet. How long have you been friends for?" Brad asked as I hummed "we're sandbox love" I admitted which made Brad confused "huh?" As I snickered and explained "sandbox as in childhood friends. We were a trio since kindergarten." I explained as Bradley pouted "that's so cute. You call it sandbox love?" He asked as I blushed a little and nodded "a lot of people call it that but yeah. That's basically what it is" I smiled as Bradley chuckled.

After a while Bradley eventually was released from the hospital. I brought him flowers everyday in the hospital with some snacks for him to eat which he never finished but we worked on it. When he was released though he had crutches so I'd help him carry his things from classroom to classroom. I did my best to help him. Of course we got into a small argument about him wanting to things himself and be independent but after he explained how he wasn't going to heal and do things properly by himself if I kept on helping I let it go. Time had passed and thankfully Bradley's recovery process was going well.

It had been a few weeks and Halloween had eventually occurred and I took a part time job as a scare actor. Our haunted house took us on field trips too and I could bring a plus one so I brought Brad with me. He always got scared at these other haunted houses so I'd wrap my arm around him so he would calm down. He's so cute.

It was hilarious how I would go back to my dorm and scare the fuck out of PJ and Bobby with my make up. Bobby though loved it. He thought it was so dope.

Tank on the other hand almost beat the fuck out of me when I went to the frat and the whole frat couldn't even look at me with my make up. They were so scared. The only one who never got scared was Bradley who always ended up blushing when seeing the scary make up. I asked him why and he admitted that I looked extremely hot in the make up which made me chuckle. It always gave me leverage to act extra flirty with Bradley until one night he had enough and we hooked up.

"You have a really weird kink princess" I snickered still mocking Bradley on being turned on by my actor make up which made him blush "shut up. Just because I bottomed doesn't mean you call me princess now" he said all flustered.

I walked over and lifted his chin "no, I call you princess because you're pretty and I love that ego of yours" I smirked and kissed his lips happily.

2 months strong into the relationship and everything's been going great.

I just hope it continues to be that great...