Icarly Brad Novels & Stories

Seeing him was like finally finding an oxygen tank underwater. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and slumped against the door. "My mom," I choked out, my hands trembling as I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose. "She’s... she’s marrying Derek Miller’s dad, Brad. They are getting married next month." Bradley’s jaw literally dropped. "Wait, the Derek Miller? The guy who’s been making your life a living hell since freshman year? You guys are gonna be... stepbrothers?"

I gurged and tried to sustain my composure. "It's Okay sis. You shouldn't have bothered because no one got severly hurt" Brad spoke lovingly and i was shocked at the level with which he did. He sounded so sweet and I wished I would never stop hearing him speak that way but unfortunately, he only sounded that way when Carl was around. Ironically, He didn't know that Carl already knew about his cruelty to me and was just acting as though he didn't.

Benjamin, Amanda, Riley: "..." Why was he only reacting now? "Hehe..." Brad got up from the ground in surprise, crying and laughing as he looked at Benjamin, "Benjamin, I'm going to be a father! I'm going to be a father!" Benjamin looked at him sympathetically, "Congratulations!" But he still had to add a heartbreaking sentence, "But Tara has already left." Brad's excited emotions were extinguished by a bucket of cold water, chilling him to the bone and plunging him into an ice cave.

He shouts and Briar squares her shoulders, crossing her arms over her chest and holding her chin high. "He's not a loser, or weird or crazy. He's a nice guy that has been there for me when you weren't!" She shouts. "I told you I was sorry about that." Brad says and Briar shrugs. "Sorry doesn't fix things." She says sadly and Brad huffs before he turns and starts walking towards his car. "Whatever. Fuck this. Have a nice life." He shouts over his shoulder. He gets in his car and speeds away, not bothering to stop at the stop sign at the end of the block.

The fifth man stumbles in and he has be straight from the frat house. Cropped hoodie reveals a thick trunk and chiseled abs, curls in his mullet wild, sweatpants low, chewing a long piece of red liquorice. He skids to a halt, blinks at the room, then zeroes in on me like he’s spotted a unicorn. Ezra sighs so loudly it might actually be a soul leaving his body. “Jax,” Corrian growls.

“Please get out of my way. I learned Taekwondo, and I don’t mind getting violent on my first day.” One of her minions chuckled. The leader’s eyes narrowed. “Do you know who you’re talking to?” she snapped. I tilted my head, studying her more closely. Yeah. Definitely the girl from the restroom. The one Brad had pressed against the sink. “Hello, Stacey Carter,” I replied sweetly, reading the vibe. “Head cheerleader and girlfriend of Brad Walker, right? I’ll think twice before ‘seducing’ him.” Stacey’s face flickered with surprise that I knew her name, but she recovered quickly, stepping closer. “I'm happy that you know that. So back off. He’s mine.”

"Want to tell me more about Carly?" He smiled and began, "she has been a firecracker ever since I remember. One day last year she brought this guy home. He was the complete opposite of our family. He was the common 'bad boy'. She introduced him to our parents and he was very rude. He walked over to me and we hit it off. She was 15 and wanted our parents to see her with an 18 year old. I was only 19 at the time and we bonded. She only brought him home to 'rebel'. Once she seen he didn't bother our parents, she dumped him. Chris and I are still friends today. He got an attitude check and is one of the best people I know." "I haven't heard you talk about your childhood much."

"You've been talking to Barbie for a while now. Do you guys..?" "No, no." Carter laughed as he shook his head. "Aw, come on." I teased him. "She's just a year or two older. And she's a really good listener." "No..." Carter denies. "I- uh- already like someone." "Who?" Brayden asks. "Um, well... sometimes a guy's gotta have his own secrets too, you know." "Alright, we won't push you." I smiled. Carter gave an awkward laugh. ###

Brad says, finishing Reid’s thought, and Reid nods at him, holding his stare. Brad’s jaw ticks and then he turns back to me, his eyes wide and watering, just like his son’s. He runs his hand through his hair and stands, striding over to Reid and throwing his arms around him in a bear hug. Reid returns the hug without hesitation, wrapping his arms around his dad’s middle, his chin over his shoulder, tears streaming down his cheeks as he looks at me. “Thank you,” Brad chokes out, his shoulders shaking. “I wanted her middle name to be Bradlina, but Taryn vetoed that idea,” Reid says through his tears, winking at me.

I teased and he chuckled. "Now that isn't nice," he said and moved closer, I was now leaning against the car door and he stood a few inches away from me, Brad had this rough look, he wasn't clean-cut like Nolan, but in a way, the broody, and rough edges fit him perfectly, he had some visible neck tattoo, I couldn't help but wonder, if they extended all the way down his body. "So you are the COO?" I asked, although I knew the answer but there was this awkward silence between us.