Disclaimer: The one for Days is in part one. The song in here is *Nsync's "Girlfriend" from their album, "Celebrity" It ain't mine 'cause if it was, I'd be a millionaire
by now!
A/N: There is some bashing of *Nsync in here (just the usual stuff about "boy bands"). Just let me make it clear that I DO NOT hate *Nsync. In fact, I enjoy
listening to their songs and do so often. I'm only bashing them in the story because I think that's how Brady would react to boy bands. It's nothing against
*Nsync, 'kay? So don't start sending me flames for that!
*Words in italics denotes thoughts
**Words in bold italics denotes song lyrics
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Brady sat on his bed, his back leaning against the headboard, and a file with the specifics on a meeting for Basic Black the next day spread out across his lap. He had been trying to concentrate on the information for the last hour but his mind kept wondering off. Specifically, wondering off to thinking about one girl. Chloe Lane. "God! Why can't I stop thinking about her?" he muttered to himself angrily. He closed the file and headed for the balcony. If the file couldn't get him to stop thinking about Chloe, maybe the view from the balcony will.
Once on the balcony, Brady looked out as far as he could into the horizon. The many stars in the night's sky and the lights from Salem blended in together, making the line between the sky and the city almost undetectable from Brady's viewpoint. Brady sighed; even the scenery reminded him of the times he and Chloe spent together as they had grown closer in the past year. He turned around to head back in when he spotted his boom box sitting in the corner. "What's that doing out here?" he muttered to himself. He walked over and knelt down in front of the boom box. "Maybe I've got a rock CD in there that can drown out my thoughts," he said to himself. Or at least it will make me go deaf in the process so I don't have to hear Belle constantly asking me about what's going on between me and Chloe, he added silently. He pressed play to see what CD was inside.
Would you be my girlfriend?
Would you be my girlfriend?
Would you be my girlfriend?
(I like you baby)
Would you be my girlfriend?
Brady groaned. It was one of Belle's "boy band" CDs. Brady thought that they sang about love way too much. Besides, he thought, what would they know about love? They've barely hit puberty! He was about to hit the stop button when the first verse caught his attention.
I don't know why you care (why you thinkin' bout him huh?)
He doesn't even know you're there
Brady couldn't believe how much he could relate to those words (and to a song of a boy band, no less!). Yeah Chloe, why do you even care about Phillip? he thought. He only cares about how you look on his arm; he doesn't really care about the real you, Brady thought bitterly.
'Cause he don't love your eyes
And he don't love your smile
Girl you know that ain't fair
Oh God! Her eyes, he thought. They seem to change colors with her mood; more blue when she's happy and more grey when she's sad. And her smile, he thought to himself, oh God, she can make me feel like I'm the only man in the room where there hundreds of men in that one room with me.
In the middle of the night
Is he gonna be by your side?
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know 'cause things ain't clear
And baby when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea
Brady remembered that numerous times that Chloe had come running to him, crying. Most of the time, it was Phillip who had made her cry. And when that whole incident with the nude pictures happened at last year's Last Blast Dance, he knew for a fact that Phillip had actually dumped Chloe because he thought that she had those photos taken willingly. Brady remember spending hours afterwards, driving around Salem, hoping to find her. He couldn't even bare to have his name mentioned in the same sentence as hers, he thought angrily. "He would never stand by your side Chloe," he said softly, "never."
Why don't you be my girlfriend?
I'll treat you good (I'll treat you good girl)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'Cause if you were my girlfriend
I'd be your shining star
The one to show you where you are
Girl you should be my girlfriend
"Why won't you break-up with Phillip?" Brady asked aloud to no one in particular. "Why won't you break-up with him so that you can be my girlfriend?" I can be more than your shining star Chloe, he thought. I would be there to protect you from all the pain that other people may try to cause you; I would stop anyone who would try and hurt you because if they even try, I won't let them get away with it.
Does he know what you feel (know what you feel?)
Are you sure that it's real (are you sure?)
Does he ease your mind?
Or does he break your stride?
Did you know that love could be a shield yeah
"He doesn't even really love you," Brady said to himself. Brady could see that what Phillip has for Chloe isn't called love; it's called obsession. Brady knew that Phillip could never love Chloe like he loves her because Phillip treats her like one of his possessions. He is constantly calling her, demanding to know where she is and who she's with. It's worse than a bird living in a cage, he thought sadly.
In the middle of the night
Is he gonna be by your side?
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know 'cause things ain't clear
And baby when you cry (oh no)
Is he gonna stand by your side? (no no)
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea (listen girl)
"Any time you have a problem, Phillip would shy away from you," Brady continued softly. "He thinks that you could just get over your own problems with a snap of a hand, but any time he has a problem, he expects you to be there for him 24/7, listening to him." Brady gave another sigh. Don't you see Chloe? If you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm there. If you need someone to listen while you rant and rave, I'm there. I would be there no matter what.
Why don't you be my girlfriend (yeah yeah)
I'll treat you good (I'll treat you good girl)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'Cause if you were my girlfriend
I'd be your shining star
The one to show you where you are
Girl you should be my girlfriend
"If you were with me Chloe, I would treat you the way you deserve to be treated, like the diva that you are," Brady said softly. He knew that Chloe doesn't like how Phillip tries to buy her forgiveness with flowers and such every time he screwed up. She's not the type of girl where material things is everything. Brady knew that if anyone wanted to try and get Chloe's forgiveness, all they need to do is apologise sincerely.
Ever since I saw your face
Nothing in my life has been the same
I walk around just saying your name
Without you my world would end, yeah
I've searched around this whole damn place
And everything says you were meant to be
My girlfriend... oh
You changed my life the moment you walked into it, Brady thought as he recalled the first time they had met on the pier. He remembered Chloe was dressed all in black, complete with her black, thick-rimmed glasses. While everyone at her school had made fun of her, Brady thought that she had still looked very beautiful. The first thing he noticed was how the black had sharply contrasted against her eyes. She had been crying, turning her usual sapphire-coloured eyes into a shimmering silvery colour. And ever since that first meeting, Chloe had never strayed too far from his thoughts. No matter how much they had argued at the beginning, he had still fallen for her.
Why don't you be my girlfriend (yeah)
I'll treat you good (uh)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'cause if you were my girlfriend (my girlfriend)
I'd be your shining star (shining star)
The one to show you where you are
"Why can't you see that I'm the one for you, Chloe? Your parents don't want you to be with me. Even Belle says that Phillip isn't the right guy for you even though he's her friend," Brady said to himself. Are you ever gonna realize that I'm the one for you, Chloe? Brady thought sadly
Girl you should be my girlfriend
You make my heart sing
You make my heart sing
My baby my baby... (you make my heart sing)
You don't just make my heart sing; you make me wanna break out in song and dance every time I see you, Brady thought. You could always brighten my day, no matter how crappy it has been, by just showing up and giving me one of those amazing smiles.
Girl you should be... my girlfriend
Girl you should be... my girlfriend
Girl you should be… my girlfriend
Girl you should be... my girlfriend (it's destiny)
Girl you should be... my girlfriend
My girlfriend
After the song was finished, Brady turned off the boom box. He didn't need another "boy band" song to tell him how much he needs to be with Chloe. The last verse of the song had left the mantra "Girl you should be… my girlfriend" on permanent replay mode in his head. Brady knew that he had to tell Chloe how he feels about her and if she doesn't return those feelings… well, there's always convincing his dad that Basic Black needs to expand its wings and L.A. would be the perfect place for a new office and he would gladly go there and have everything set up. I'll tell her tomorrow when she comes over help set up the surprise birthday party for Belle, Brady promised to himself. With that thought in mind, he slipped back into the penthouse and up the stairs to his room and tried to get some sleep.