INVISIBLE STRING | BRADY NOON

set life

Between takes, Brady and I shared laughs and cracked inside jokes, our on-screen chemistry spilling over into real life effortlessly. It was like we'd been friends for ages, and that made the whole experience even more amazing.

Despite all the laughs and smiles, I was still worried about how the public was going to react to me being cast. I was terrified of letting everyone down. But nobody seemed to notice the smiles I faked...yet

BRADY'S POV:

"he can't keep his wild eyes on the road"

As the days flew by on the set of "Good Boys 2," I started picking up on Amy's vibes. There was this tension in her body language ever since the director announced the public release of the movie. A furrow in her brow that screamed stress, even when she tried to hide it with a smile.

One evening, as we wrapped up filming for the day, I spotted Amy sitting alone on a bench, her gaze fixed on the horizon. There was this weariness in her eyes that just tugged at my heartstrings, and I knew I couldn't just ignore it.

"Hey, Ames," I said softly as I approached her.

She looked up, a hint of surprise in her expression before she forced a smile. "Hey, Bray. What's up?"

Taking a seat beside her, I felt the cool evening air enveloping us. "I couldn't help but notice that you've seemed a bit stressed lately. Everything alright?"

Amy's smile faltered, her vulnerability shining through. "Honestly, Brady, I know we talked about this but I'm just feeling overwhelmed. With the movie coming out soon and all the expectations... I'm terrified that I'm going to disappoint everyone."

I reached out and gently clasped her hand, offering whatever comfort I could. "Ames, you're not in this alone. We've got your back, every step of the way."

But I could see that my words only provided a small measure of relief to Amy, her worries still casting a shadow over her. And right then, I knew I had to find a way to lighten her load.

"Hey, how about we go for a drive?" I suggested, a spontaneous idea bubbling up inside me.

Amy looked up, surprise flickering in her eyes. "A drive? Where to?"

I grinned, excitement pulsing through me. "Anywhere you want. Just you, me, and the open road."

She hesitated for a moment, uncertainty crossing her face. But then, with a nod and a smile, she rose to her feet, a hint of adventure in her eyes.

"Okay, let's do it," she agreed, determination in her voice.

As we settled into my car and left the studio lot behind, a sense of freedom enveloped us. The night stretched out ahead, full of possibilities, and I couldn't wait to see where it would take us.

"So, where are we headed?" Amy asked, curiosity in her tone.

I shrugged, a smile playing on my lips. "No destination planned. Let's just see where the night leads."

As we drove through the quiet streets, Amy's worries seemed to melt away, replaced by a calmness. We chatted and laughed, sharing stories and dreams as the miles flew by.

"Remember when we first met on set?" Amy reminisced, a smile on her lips.

I chuckled, the memory flooding back. "Yeah, you were so nervous, you stumbled over your own feet and talked about pigs."

Amy swatted my arm playfully. "Hey, it was a nerve-wracking day!"

"Yeah, well I didn't say I didn't like it. You were cute, not a lot of girls tell me fun facts about pigs within the first few seconds of our conversation." I said

Amy blushed, a soft pink hue spreading across her cheeks, as if the moonlight had found a way to paint her in its gentle glow. It was a subtle yet beautiful display, adding to her radiance in that moment.

We laughed together, the sound filling the car with warmth. And as the night unfolded, our conversation flowed naturally, touching on everything from childhood memories to our aspirations for the future.

Lost in the moment, I stole glances at Amy as she spoke, her face illuminated by the moonlight. There was a beauty in her, a glow that seemed to shine even brighter in the darkness. And as I watched her, a sense of wonder washed over me, filling me with a warmth that I couldn't quite explain.

As we rolled back into the studio lot, the first hints of dawn peeking over the horizon, I couldn't shake the feeling that this night would be etched into my memory forever. In Amy's company, I discovered a tranquility and happiness that had eluded me for so long—a testament to the strength of our friendship and connection.

As we exchanged goodbyes and went our separate ways, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for sharing that moment with Amy. Heading home with a smile on my face, I realized that whatever challenges lay ahead, Amy and I would navigate them together, side by side.

evangeline:
moment of honesty, this chapter was so inspired by the song "style" by taylor swift!!

also, notice how brady is calling amy "ames" a lot more often now?

they're bonding and slowly but genuinely falling for each other, you guys have no idea what's in store for u the next few chapters!!

(p.s. instagram post next chapter!!)