The Fill - In Boyfriend

The Fill - In Boyfriend
Episode 17's


I swallowed and stepped out from behind the wall.


Bradley's empty eyes widened and he looked at me from head to toe. “Gia?” His head was whipped to his sister. “Gia?”


"Yes. Gia, ”word. "Together."


“You know I have nothing to do with this.” He pulled the bottom of the T-shirt that said, You can't take the sky from me. Her hair needs my help again, but she's sweeter than I remember.


"Yes. Yes, I know. . . now."


“You don't have to come with me. You look amazing, it's amazing, but actually I'd rather go alone, no offense. "


"Nothing was taken." Technically speaking, I didn't want to go with him to this stupid party where I wouldn't know anyone either, but his word that he didn't want me to go was a little nonsense. He would rather go alone than have to take me? Bodo time. Doesn't matter. If I leave now, I can go to Logan's party with my friends. “Maybe I should just go home.”


"Yes," said Bradley at the same time Bec said, "No!"


I saw between the two of them. Bec's eyes pleaded. I had told him I would try to convince him, plus I agreed with him. She can't go to her ex's party alone. Especially if he tries to win her back.


“Listen, I don't have to pretend to be your girlfriend or anything. I can go as your friend. ”


I really don't want to make you do that.


“You won't make me. Plus I've been dressed up. "


She smiles. “We don't want it to be in vain.”


"okay?"


"Good," Bec said. It's settled. Then she grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her room before she could resist again. I just need to talk to Gia for a second and she'll be ready.


"Okay," said.


When we were in his room, he looked at me. “Good call for friend thing. It will take you there, then once you are there, you can hold her hand and kiss her cheek and other things you need to do to do this. ”


“Bec, I'm serious about friendship issues. That's not a trick. Obviously he wants his ex back. "


“You also saw it?”


"Yes." Yeah." He may have claimed some closure stuff, but that's obvious.


I took my wallet from where I left it on the floor of his bedroom. “At least he agreed to let me go, right?” On her dresser as I left the room, I saw several bottles of hair products. I borrowed one of them. I picked up a small bottle of gel and put it in my wallet.


"Do your job" he said as I left. “Not too late to save him from him.”


I'm not going to force my fake girlfriend on anyone tonight, so I just laughed and went looking for a replacement for Bradley.


CHAPTER 12


I pulled the seat belt on my chest and put it in place. “Have you that your sister never used your first name? It's just 'this brother' and 'that brother.' That's vexing. "


He laughed out loud which made me smile, then he got out of the driveway and into the street.


“This is actually very funny. I think that's how he always thinks of you, as his older brother. "


Appearance gelded softening. “So, you still don't know my name?”


"No. And I need it for tonight. "


He gave me no answer but instead asked, "Then, what have you been calling in your head all along?"


“What makes you think that you're in my head?”


He just grinned as he knew. And he's right.


"Fill Bradley."


She laughs. "Wow. Creative."


Here's problem. There's a big buildup now. I almost felt the need to make a name that fit this moment of anticipation. "


I looked at him impatiently. “Say, fill Bradley, or you'll be like that from now on.”


“Are you aware the abbreviation of Bradley fill-in is FIB? It's kind of ironic, isn't it? "


I hit his arm playfully a few times while saying, "Tell me your name."


He laughed and grabbed my hand, pushed it into the center console, then trapped it there with his hand. "My name is . . . ”


You're right, this is a climax. There is nothing you can say that is in line with the anticipation I am feeling right now. "


You're not helping.


Should I guess?


“We have about fifteen minutes, so you might as well.”


Okay, let's play Twenty Questions.


"alright. Hit me. But not literally. " He squeezed my hand and let go.


I smile. "First question. Are you named after someone famous? ”


“Hmm. Yes and no. I mean, there's a famous person by my name but I'm named after someone who's not very famous by my name. "


I tilted my head at him. "Thul? You must be confused like that? ”


"Is that one of your questions?"


“No, if you want to be so strict with the rules, that's not true. My next question is, can your name also be a last name or close to a last name? ”


“What do you mean 'close to last name'?”


“As add mail or something. William is not necessarily a last name, but Williams. Phillip to Phillips. Edward to Edwards. You understand."


I'm doing.


“Then there are unmodified last names that can also be first names, such as Taylor, Scott, Carter, Thomas, Lewis, Harris, Martin, Morris—”


“Do you think my name is Morris?”


“Only an example.”


“You must have thought of names often. Wait, don't tell me, you're one of those girls who's been the names of all his future kids. "


"No, not me." Yeah, not everything.


"That's great. And yes, my name can be a last name. ”


“That was modified?”


"No."


Which general?


Not very much.


I puck my lips to the side, thinking. “Is that a name that can also double as a word?”


"Explain."


“You know, like Hunter or Forest or Stone—”