Naive is probably a good word to describe me. Once I have this picture perfect idea in my head, I don’t really think logically. I mean the big move to London with the world’s biggest boyband and leaving my fiance behind was the perfect example of this and that one worked out f*****g great. So the naiveness kicked in again last night when Brad and I had our oh so romantic reunion in a cobbled street of London, reality didn’t really get a look in. Until this morning that is.
Brad’s phone pierced the sleepy silence that was filling the hotel room. I let my eyes open slowly as I remembered the events of last night. After having another little make out session, we decided to head to a 24 hour coffee shop where we spent most of our time laughing and giggling and generally forgetting the world o
