Brogan picked at the corner of her pink bus pass, as she stood at the bus stop, wearing her navy blue woolly jumper, her black, skinny jeans, her black converses, with her dark beige winter coat and grey hat on. She looked up at the lamppost that she was standing under, and then her eyes flickered down slightly, looking at the Christmas star lights, that hung on the lamppost. She started to wonder why going into town so late in the afternoon, was something she thought would be a good idea. As Brogan blew out a puff of air, seeing her breath due to the coldness, her eyes wandered up to the top of the pub, Beckett's Bank, across the road. She stared at the top window for a few seconds, before her eyes slowly travelled down the wall, where her eyes met a boy. She blinked a few times, worried that her vision, due to not wearing her glasses, were playing tricks on her. He was stood, leaning against the wall, and he had one of his feet pressed against the wall; his left hand was stuffed into his jeans pocket, and he took a drag of the cigarette that he was holding in his right hand. He wore black skinny jeans, white pumps, and he wore the familiar navy blue bomber jacket, with the brown collar, with brown elbow patches. He was watching her, and when he noticed that she was looking at him, he smiled at her. Brogan smiled back shyly, and then she watched him throw his cigarette on the ground, and then he slid his hand out of his jeans pocket, and he glanced left and right, before jogging across the road to her.
"Hello." He smiled.
Brogan stared at Adam, feeling shocked,
"H-Hi." She stammered, as she could feel her cheeks turning red.
Adam carried on looking at her, his smile on her face, before Brogan licked her lips,
"Wh-what're you doin' here in Leeds?"
He shrugged slightly, stuffing his hands into his jeans pockets,
"I like Leeds, so I thought I'd take a small trip." He glanced down at Brogan's hands. "Been Christmas shopping?" He asked.
"Uh..." Brogan looked down at her bag, letting out a small laugh, and she looked back at him. "Sort of." Adam raised his eyebrows at her. "One of them is a present for my auntie, but then I bought myself a shirt, and then two books for my Christmas present from my Nan." She explained.
Adam nodded,
"Ah, right. I get ya."
"Oh good." Brogan mumbled, feeling as if she was speaking too much.
"You got somewhere to be?" He asked.
Brogan pursed her lips together, and she shook her head,
"No… Not really. I was just going to drop these off at my Nan's, but I could do it tomorrow."
Adam smiled,
"Fancy spending an hour or two with me?" He asked.
Brogan smiled shyly at him,
"Y' sure?" She asked.
He nodded, smiling bigger,
"Yeah, course! C'mon." He nodded to Beckett's Bank, and she nodded, crossing the road with Adam. She suddenly felt nervous, hating the fact that her hair was a mess, due to the fact of having to let it dry naturally. She mentally kicked herself, as the two walked into the pub. Adam led her over to the bar, and Brogan got out her purse, getting out her i.d.
"What're you having?" Adam asked, turning to face her, leaning his elbow against the bar counter.
Brogan shook her head,
"Oh, no, it's fine." She assured him, as the bar woman came over.
Adam smiled at her,
"Brogan, I invited you for a drink. So let me but you one."
She sighed slightly and she turned to the woman,
"Malibu and coke, please." She ordered.
"Can I see some i.d. please, darling?" She asked with a smile.
Brogan nodded and smiled politely, handing the woman her i.d.
After checking it over, the woman smiled and handed Brogan it back, and she looked at Adam,
"And what can I get you?"
"Just a pint of Carlsberg, please."
She nodded, and went away to make the drinks.
Brogan looked at Adam, seeing that he was looking at her, and she smiled shyly at him,
"Thanks."
He shook his head,
"No problem."
When the woman came back with the drinks, Adam handed her the money, and then he picked up his pint, and Brogan picked up her drink. Adam nodded to a small booth against the wall, and Brogan followed after him. They both sat down, and then they unzipped their coats, putting them aside. Brogan ran her fingers through her hair, and she frowned to herself.
"What's with the frown?" Adam asked with a laugh.
"It had to be today you came to Leeds, didn't it?" She said. "My hair's a mess!" She laughed.
Adam smiled at her,
"You look fine, I promise." He reassured her.
Brogan blushed deeply, and she smiled at him,
"Thanks." She mumbled, picking up her drink, and she took a sip.
After another drink, the two stood up and zipped up their coats.
"Are you going home now?" Brogan asked.
Adam nodded, as the two walked towards the exit,
"Yeah, might as well do." He replied with a smile.
Brogan watched her bus drive away, and she frowned to herself.
"You can stay here with me, while I have a cig if you want?" He offered.
Brogan smiled and nodded,
"Okay." She replied.
Adam leaned against the wall, and Brogan did the same. She watched him get a cigarette from the packet, and he got out his lighter, lighting his cigarette, and he took a drag.
"Not a smoker, eh?" He asked.
Brogan smiled and shook her head,
"No. But I did try my friend's last week."
He smiled at her,
"Still didn't tempt you?"
Brogan laughed and she shook her head,
"No, definitely not. I just kept choking."
Adam smiled and then he laughed.
"I think that's what everyone does. But you get used to it." He told her, taking a drag, and blowing out the smoke away from Brogan.
She smiled at the gesture, thinking that it was sweet of him. She wished that she didn't have to leave. Or that he didn't have to go home, rather.
A few minutes later, Brogan and Adam both stood up straight, and he smiled at her,
"I suppose this is goodbye then." He said, smiling at her.
Brogan smiled back at him,
"Suppose it is."
He held out his arms, and Brogan wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, as he hugged her back.
"Thanks for coming for a drink with me." He said in her ear.
Brogan smiled to herself,
"Thanks for inviting me."
The two pulled away, where Brogan met Adam's smile,
"You're welcome."
She tucked her hair behind her ear,
"Well, bye." She said, waving at him, as she walked to the edge of the path, looking left and right.
Brogan crossed the road, and joined the back of the bus queue. Luckily, the bus arrived. She gave a look to Adam, and he smiled at her, pointing the upstairs floor. Nodding, when Brogan got on the bus, and she walked upstairs, sitting at the front of the bus, on the right hand sand. Wiping the condensation away, Brogan smiled down at Adam, and he smiled back at her. As she heard the engine start again, she waved at him, and Adam waved back at her. The bus drove away, and Brogan could feel the disappointment and the sadness hit her. She unlocked her phone and pressed the photos icon. She clicked on the picture of Adam that she had taken. He was looking at the camera, and he was smiling widely at the camera. She remembered that she was laughing at how wide his smile was. She smiled to herself, and she set it as her wallpaper, before she turned on her internet, and she clicked on her twitter icon.
Direct message from blnx3: Enjoyed today.
Thanks. :} xo
Brogan looked on tumblr, aimlessly scrolling through her dashboard, when she got a notification from twitter. Clicking on it, she read the message, and she smiled to herself.
Direct message from adamslongapple: No need. I'm
glad you enjoyed yourself. As did I. Thanks for
keeping me company. :) xx