never let go <3 *finished*

first time^.^

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/448882287831321277/ = outfit

i got a pear of blue jeans that were turned up at the bottom, a mint green northern face jumper and my ankle converse witch were a light blue/green. then i grabbed my ushawal underwear [bra, thong and socks] then brad came out the bathroom in just a towel “wow” is all i could say he smirked and carried on with what he was doing. while i hoped in the shower after all i felt really sweaty and discussing so i needed one.

once i got out i raped a towel around my naked body and one around my hair then walking back into the room were brad wasn’t any more i towel dryer then started to get dressed i had just put my bra and nikers on i felt two arms wrap around my waist ‘i spoke to soon’ “brad i need to get dressed” he smirked “no you don’t you could stay like that” i push  him of playfully and put my jean’s on. but am weird and didn’t put my jumper on until i dryer my hair with brad’s hairdryer and yes my boyfriend owns a hair dryer don’t ask. i brush my hair and put it into a point tail and then slid my jumper on. then i grabbed my phone, shoe’s and socks and carried them down and placed my shoe’s at the door. before walking into the sitting room i heard talking coming from brad and his mum “so what happened last night?” i could tell she was joking on with him in that motherly son bond they have. “MUM!!! stop before she comes in” i pulled my phone out and walked in and sat next to brad on the sofa and peeked him on the lip’s i don’t think he was expecting it as when we were younger i loved his mum but i was always slightly scared around her not sure why she’s onastly really nice. she smiled at use then resumed watching ‘Jeremy Kyle’ i got up and walked into the kitchen and grabbed everything i needed to make brad’s favourite breakfast pancake’s. as soon as i started to cook them brad came rushing in “oo pancake’s” i looked at him “who said they were for you” then his mum walked in and put her empty cup in the sink i pointed to her “they could be for your mum” he put a puppy dog face on “b-b-but you love me more” i smiled at him “fine” then rolled my eyes and carried on making breakfast. “amy?” a sweet woman’s voice said i turned round to meet a pair of  brown eye’s that were not on brad’s face but his mum’s “yeah” i said cheerfully “if you need anything and i mean ANYTHING then just ask ok am alway’s here for you” she was going to make me cry and she noticed that and came and give me a strong hug and whispered in my ear “even if it’s about brad” i pulled away from her and kissed her cheek “thanks mama s” that’s what i used to call her when i was a kid it was like having a 2nd mum. she walked out and all that was going through my head was ‘what the hell was that about’. i plated up the pancake’s and pored syrup on them then took them through for me and brad to eat “thanks babe” he said as i sat down then jessie came to are feet pleading for food and just before brad was about to give her some i stopped him “do you know brad that could kill her? all that sugar is bad for a dog” all eye’s where on me “but amy look in them eye’s and tell me you don’t want to just give into her” he’s right she steels your sole “well i know were she get’s that from” mama s said taking a sip of her fresh coffee and i just giggled. 

once we were done i took the plate’s in and put them i  the dish washer then grabbed a dogie chew for jessie and as i walked back into the sitting room mama.s was getting ready to leave so i give jessie her treat and said my ‘goodbye’ to mrs. s and with that it was just me, brad and jessie. i walked up the stair’s and into brad’s room. it was a mess. i decided to clean it i picked every pice of rubish up and put it in the bin and then i made the bed only for jessie to jump on it “well thank’s jessie” she must of thought i was telling her off as she whimpered a little i sat down and stroked her back then brad walked in “aw look at my two fave girls” i smiled at him then my phone went of it’s my best friend from my school over here Lilly i picked it up to be greeted by a loud and cherie voice