"i don't want you to leave when you go on tour, i'll miss you." i mumbled with a sigh, my fingers playing with brad's.
"then come with me?"
"what?"
"i'm sure my manager will allow it, just come with me." he spoke, a smile lighting up his face.
"but it's my last year of school." i whined, not wanting to fail.
"finish school online. please just come."
"okay." i giggled, brad picking me up and happily spinning me around.