"Tell me more about yourself." Brad looks at me.
"Uhh, there is not much to tell about." I just try to avoid his eyes contact.
"Of course it is!" He smiles. "And I want to know more about you."
"It's really hard to say something."
"Then we can play a game." Brad grins putting his drink on a table.
"A game?"
"Yeah, a game, I will ask you a question and then you will ask me, it's that good?"
"Brad, it's stupid." I roll my eyes. "It's like we are thirteen."
"Zoe, you have nothing to lose."
"Okay." I say more as a question than an answer.
"Okay?"
"Mhm."
"You first." Brad grins. "You can ask anything."
I look at him for a minute. I have so much to ask but now when I have an opportunity it's so hard.
"What is the main reason you are in this magazine?" I finally ask.
"I thought I already answered this question." He smirks, his eyes not leaving mine. "I told you that I was bored working in all pubs and streets and this magazine is something different, and also..." he swiftly looks at his hands avoiding my gaze.
"And?" I ask expecting him to talk again.
"And I need money."
"Money?" of course even he is renting flat with Connor living in London isn't cheap.
"Yeah. So, my turn." Brad says way to quickly probably avoiding last topic. "Why are you living with boy who isn't your boyfriend?"
"Tris is my best friend, I trust him the most, so yeah." I smile to him taking my milkshake.
"Aren't you afraid he will fall in love with you?"
"You already asked me two questions it's unfair." I laugh. "And no, I'm not afraid, why should I be?"
Brad simply smiles still looking into my eyes.
"Because you are beautiful, and hot, and funny, and everyone would fall in love with you." I hid my face with my hands feeling my checks getting redder.
"Naww, are you blushing?" Brad teases me.
"Nope, Bradley."
"Of course you are, it's cute, Zoe."
"Stop it."
"Is your best friend gay?"
"What?" I can't stop laughing. Tristan is definitely not a gay.
"If he can simply live with you without falling for you there is something wrong with him." Brad says with a smirk on his face.
"Okay, it's my turn to ask you a question." I try to avoid talking about Tris. "So, why you have been such a dick back in university?"
"Excuse me?"
"Simpson, you were such a bad ass." I roll my eyes.
"You wanted me, didn't you? So that's why you were so mad at me."
"What? Of course not."
"Just tell me that you wanted my attention." He says putting his lips between his teeth.
"No, it's stupid, you were rude to me and I still remember that."
Few minutes we stay in silence.
"Look, Zoe, I'm sorry, just forget it okay, I have changed okay, and I won't hurt you like that again."
I simply nod not knowing what I should say now. Of course something happened and Brad changed but I still can't figure out what I was.
"Can I ask you something?" Brad looks at me.
"Yeah. You already did." I giggle.
"Yeah, whatever, miss." He rolls his eyes. "So, are you still seeing that guy from your hometown?"
"How did you know?" I look at him confused. I have never told Brad about James.
"So are you?"
"I don't know Brad, it's not that simple, we aren't together anymore but I'm not sure if I can move on from him." I look through the window. It's already dark outside.
"Do you love him?" I meet his brown sparkling eyes, even I say nothing he still waits for my answer.
"You already asked me too many questions tonight, Brad." I stand up from my spot taking my purse. "We should back to hotel, it's getting late and your flight is in the morning."
"Yes, okay, I just will go to pay for our dinner, wait for me outside?" he grabs his leather jacket.
"Or I can find some hot American." I tease him, smile grows on his face.
"You have me, I bet you love my accent more." He simply winks.
I swear, sometimes this boy is way too adorable.
"Are you ready ma'am?" I hear familiar voice behind me.
"For what?" I look at Brad who is now wearing his jacket looks even hotter.
"For a walk with me." He smiles taking my hand. "It's our last night here we are definitely not going back to hotel so early, Zoe." He whispers into my ear.
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