After Brad introduced the song “Somebody to you” and Demis part comes up you join the band on stage and take over her part. Brad and you exchange many glances and smiles and as the song ends he pulls you into his arms and leaves several kisses on your face.
- attending events together:
Events like the Brit Awards where the two of you pose for pictures together on the red carpet. Having his hand around your waist and holding you firmly you smile for the camera. Furthermore, you would wear a long dress and Brad being a gentleman would help you carrying the lenght of it so you don’t trip. Afterwards you would give interviews and as Brad passes you he won’t miss the opportunity to give you a smill peck on your cheek from behind before heading to another interview.
- recording a song together:
You would have so much fun with the whole band. Late night sessions consisting of writing lyrics and recording. In addition to that, you would have a good laugh, because it is always fun with them. The other members would always mock the both of you because you can’t keep your hands to yourselves. Brad would watch you proudly as you stand in the recording booth, because he loves seeing you doing what you love and what you passionate about.
- meeting fans together:
Surely there would be fans who don’t approve of this relationship but there are also many fans who adore the two of you. Imagine walking down the street with him and fans approaching you and asking to take pictures with you.
- being each others biggest supporters:
Whether you released a new song of the Vamps are nominated for an important award you would always support each other. Like Brad encouraging his followers to buy your new album or you asking for fans to vote for them. You know how hard the job of the other is, so you understand how exhausting the life of a star can be.
- being good with the other boys
You would also get along with the other boys and spend sometimes time with them when you are with Brad. For example going to the movies or concerts. You would also enjoy double dates with them and their girlfriends.
Surprisingly enough this is another smut (ISH, I suck so bad at writing smut it’s so cringe so I don’t go too far into it... Trust me it would just be uncomfortable for everyone) so if you don’t like reading smut then avoid this one!! :-) Thanks to @michellearteaga2 for the request!
Being in a new relationship was fun and occasionally frightening at the same time. Wherever the feeling of excitement was, slight fear followed, especially when it came to having sex for the first time together.
You met Brad around a year ago but you two had only been dating for 4 months before you started to feel like you were ready to have sex with him. It wasn’t that you never had sex before, you had a couple of times with your previous boyfriend, but you were still self conscious and nervous when it came to it. The fact Brad was the kindest, sweetest and not to mention most good looking boy you had ever been with made you feel more nervous.
You knew that Brad would be understanding to how you felt and would never pressure you into doing anything you didn't want to, you didn’t want to mess up your chances with him because you were scared. The more you thought about it the more you wondered what you were so scared of, nothing bad was going to happen and you just had to keep reminding yourself.
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It was one of your usual date nights at your flat. Brad and you were cuddled on the couch watching a film that was, to be honest, getting slightly boring. Brad’s attention was still directed at the TV as you turned away to look at him, studying the features on his face.
“You alright there, babe?” Brad smirked slightly, glancing down at you with his beautiful brown eyes. You felt your heart beat speed up just by looking into them.
“Yeah,” you mumbled, liking how quiet it was between you two. “You’re really pretty you know.”
Bra laughed at your choice of words, but accepted the compliment nonetheless.
“Thank you,” he chuckled. “You’re really pretty too.”
You blushed in response and Brad pressed a soft kiss on your forehead before turning his eyes back to the TV, glancing at you a couple of times when he thought you were looking at the TV as well but you just continued to stare at him.
After a while you moved closer to Brad and started to kiss along his jaw and down his neck. You heard Brad moan as you nipped at the skin just below his ear.
You repositioned your body so you were now straddling Brad, your legs either side of his legs. His hands ran down your body and stopped at your hips, holding on to you securely as you kept kissing his neck and leaving small marks.
Without thinking about what you were doing, and getting lost in the moment, you ended up grinding your hips against Brad’s which caused him to moan again. The more he moaned, the more you did it and eventually you felt his hard on against his sweatpants.
You moved your mouth from his neck to his lips and he started kissing you back. Your hands went down his chest until you had reached the top of his sweatpants. You reached inside and started palming him through his boxers, causing Brad to stop kissing you and take a hold of your wrist lightly.
“Are you sure about this, Y/N? I don’t want you to feel like I’m rushing you into anything...” Brad mumbled, taking his other hand to push your chin up so you were looking into his eyes. He genuinely looked concerned and you knew you had never been more sure of any decision in your life.
“I’m sure, Brad.” You whispered, pressing your lips to his.
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You were out of breath and gasping for air whilst lying naked on your living room floor. That was definitely not how you pictured your first time with Brad but it was amazing. Brad turned his head to look at you and a smile immediately broke out on his face.
“You’re so gorgeous, do you know that?” He rolled over so he was hovering over you.
“I’ve been told, once or twice.” You smirked before falling into a laugh.
“I’m serious, Y/N. I’m the luckiest man alive to be with you. You’re amazing.”
“Well then I must be the luckiest girl alive to be with you.” You smiled back, reaching up to press your lips to his and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you.
“I love you.” Brad mumbled in between kisses, causing you to stop and look at him with wide eyes.
“You what?” You were in complete shock and couldn’t believe what Brad had just said. You needed to hear him say it again.
“I love you.” He mumbled again, looking a lot less confident than he did the first time he said it. He looked as though he thought you were going to laugh in his face.
“I love you too.” You grinned back, feeling as though your heart could burst with how happy you were within that moment.
OK BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW BRAD LOOKS LIKE A COLLEGE BOY WHO WOULD SNEAK INTO YOUR DORM AT NIGHT AND FUCK YOU SLOWLY AND LAZILY BC ITS LATE AMD HES TIRED BUT JUST CANT KEEP HIS HANDS OFF YOU
A/N: I decided to combine two requests, since I didn’t have any ideas for the first one and they were both requests about Brad :-)
As much as you hated to admit it, you felt like the stereotypical teenage girl. It wasn’t easy being in love with your best friend, especially when said best friend was at least 2 years older than you and unintentionally treated you like a child most of the time. You can’t remember the last time you had been out with Brad and he didn’t make you feel like he was there to ‘protect’ you in some way. Constantly he made small jokes about how young you were, when in reality you were legally an adult. Brad was 20 years old and as for you, you were 18. Technically that didn’t make you a child at all, but somehow Brad found a way for it to seem that way.
As much as it annoyed you that Brad treated you that way you knew he would never mean any harm by it. Brad was always there for you, which was one of the many reason you had started falling for him. You could never tell him how you felt though, there was no chance you were going to risk the friendship you two had. It meant too much to you.
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“Y/N, are you dressed? Presentable?” Your mum shouted from the bottom of the stairs. You rolled your eyes at her, although you she couldn’t see you as you were in your room.
“No mum, I’m completely stark naked.” You sarcastically shouted back before hearing a familiar laugh and your mum tutting at you.
“Just go up Brad,” you heard your mum mutter. “She’s so cheeky sometimes I swear.”
“One of the reasons we love her though,” Brad replied before running up the stairs and lightly knocking on your door before slowly pushing it open, looking very hesitant.
“Did you actually think I was naked?” You laughed, the worried look on his face leaving as soon as he saw you sitting on the edge of your bed, fully clothed.
“Kinda. I was hoping so.” Brad winked at you, causing you to blush madly. You tried to hide it but you knew it was no use.
“Oh shut up, you perv!” You laughed, hitting his arm as he sat down next to you.
“So... Are you ready to go?” Brad changed the subject... Something he did a lot.
“Go where? We never go anywhere. We always just hang out at each other’s houses.” To say you were confused was an understatement, where did Brad want to go all of a sudden?
“I’m pretty sure I told you? I’m gonna take you to the city.” Brad grinned, looking like he’d came up with a master plan.
“No, you never told me that. Why are you taking me to the city? It’s like 8pm nothing will be open?”
“That’s correct, Y/N.” He said sarcastically, making you roll your eyes and him follow with a laugh. “But that’s when it’s the best time... Plus there’s like a fair on or something. I thought it would be fun, but if you don’t wanna go...”
Brad knew what he was doing, if there was one thing you loved more than anything in the world it was fun fairs. As soon as he said the word ‘fair’ you had begun getting on your shoes.
“What you waiting for then?” You asked him as he sat there watching you.
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“It’s so beautiful here. Normally I hate this city, but there’s something about seeing it like this... When it’s quite... It changes it. Do you know what I mean?” You felt like you were rambling on but Brad wasn’t stopping you so you assumed he didn’t mind.
“I know what you mean.” Brad laughed, staring out to the sea and leaning against the railings you were standing in front of.
“I really miss you when you go on tour Brad, it’s not the same without you here.” You admitted.
“I really miss you too, Y/N. I wish you could come with us and see all the cool places. You’d love them, I swear. I always see things that remind me of you and imagine what it would be like to have you there with us. It’d be amazing.” Brad didn’t look away while he was speaking but you could see he was smiling.
“Maybe during summer?” You suggested.
“Yeah! We’ll be going to so many cool places during then, I’ll ask if you can join us!” Brad faced you and you immediately saw how happy he looked. “I would love to have you there. We all would.”
You felt your cheeks heating up and before you could say anything Brad had changed the subject, again.
“Y/N do you like me?” He asked bluntly.
“Of course I like you Brad,” you laughed awkwardly. “We’re best friends.”
“No, I know we’re best friends... I mean do you like, like me? Like feelings more than a best friend?”
“Um... Why are you asking me this?” You were starting to feel so embarrassed but there was no way you were going to be able to hide it.
“At first I didn’t think you did, but then the boys said something about it and they told me to pay more attention to the way you acted around me and stuff... And I did... And sometimes I think you do, but other times I’m not sure.” Brad sighed, before smiling slightly. “You’re very confusing Y/N.”
“You don’t know the half of it,” you muttered in reply before turning away from Brad.
“Tell me then. Do you like me or not?” It sounded like he was getting angry, or if not at least a little agitated... Although you had no idea why he would be getting annoyed over this.
“Yeah, I do but it’s fine. It’s not that big of a deal, so you don’t have to like freak out about it and stuff. I know it wouldn’t ever work..” You turned to face him.
“What? Wait, why wouldn’t it work?” Brad’s eyebrows furrowed together.
“Because you don’t feel the same, plus you always treat me a child so I’m assuming I’m too young for you.”
“Why are you assuming I don’t like you back? I never said anything about liking you or not liking you... And I never treat you like a child! I say you’re cute and stuff, because you are.”
“Wait, you like me back?” You were in complete shock. Never did you think Brad would have the same feelings towards you as you had for him.
“Of course I do, Y/N. You know how everyone just has that person, who they can’t stop thinking about and don’t ever want to be away from? Well you’re my person.” Brad smirked, taking your hand in his and locking your fingers together.
“And my age doesn’t bother you?”
“Not one bit. It’s only 2 years, Y/N.” Brad chucked. “Now, I’ve got one last thing to admit.”
“What?” You grinned, wondering how any of this could get any better.
“I really want to kiss you right now.”
You felt yourself blush but you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face, “Go for it then.”
That was all Brad needed to lean in and press his lips against yours, moving them after a while as you did the same. It was the first kiss you two had shared and it couldn’t be more perfect.
Everyone assumes that when you’re famous dating becomes easier and finding someone who you’re interested in and who’s also interested in you is simple, but that definitely isn’t the case. You had been single for many years before finding someone who you actually shown an interest in, and to your surprised he’d shown it right back.
As you were a famous singer, meeting The Vamps wasn’t a surprising event. You both preformed in the same genre of music so therefore went to all the same award shows, festivals and general events. You had gotten to know each of them pretty well after meeting a couple of times, but you always had a soft spot for the lead singer; Brad. Somehow he felt the same way about you and eventually asked you out on a date, which you of course said yes to.
It was the night of your date, a couple of weeks after Brad had asked you out. You had been texting him ever since and were glad to find out how much you had in common with each other and got along. By the looks of things you had nothing to be nervous about for tonight, but that didn’t stop you freaking out about every single tiny detail, right down to if the shoes you were wearing were good enough.
You were quickly snapped out of your thoughts by your apartment doorbell ringing. You looked yourself over in the mirror, flattening down your dress one last time before quickly walking to the door and taking a deep breath before opening it. Brad was standing, wearing a blazer, shirt and smart trousers, looking a million times more handsome than he ever did... Which you thought was impossible.
“Wow... Y/N you look absolutely gorgeous!” Brad grinned at you, looking you up and down before his eyes landed on yours.
“Thank you Bradley, you look brilliant!” You returned the compliment, feeling yourself blush slightly under the gaze he was giving you.
--
Brad had insisted on taking you to a restaurant in London where he’s always wanted to go. You had never been before, so you were both trying something new. The meal went perfectly and you thought the date couldn’t have been any better than it was. Brad was hilarious and such a lovely guy that you were either laughing or swooning over him the majority of the night; not that he minded though, he loved having your attention on him. He thought you were completely breathtaking and if it was up to him, he would have stayed talking and laughing with you for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately the night had to come to an end and as much as you had insisted on paying for your half of the meal Brad wouldn’t let you and paid the whole thing. Although you didn’t want to seem like you were sponging of him or incapable of paying for things yourself you were flattered to have him treat you for the night.
As soon as you both stepped out of the restaurant, arms linked together, you were bombarded by camera’s flashing in your eyes. You kept your head down and avoided looking directly into the flashes as Brad took led and headed towards his car.
“Y/N, Y/N! Are you and Bradley dating?!” You heard someone shout, which sparked up everyone shouting.
“Can you confirm the rumours?!” “How long have you two been dating?!” “Brad, is Y/N a replacement for your ex-girlfriend?”
None of the comments seemed to bother you, or Brad, until you heard one man from behind you.
“Did you dress to impress Bradley tonight Y/N? That dress is very short don’t you think?!”
As soon as you heard the words you grew angrier. Your grip on Brad’s arm tightened and he knew what happened. Just as you were about to defend yourself against the disgusting comment, Brad spun around and stopped walking causing confusion among everyone, especially yourself.
“You’re so disgusting; looking at how short a woman’s dress is when you’re clearly a hell of a lot older than her. Do you enjoy making woman feel uncomfortable in their own skin?! You’re a low life, sick man. Not to mention Y/N can dress however she feels is appropriate, and she definitely doesn’t need to dress to impress anyone apart from herself. Stop thinking woman dress to impress men, you absolute FUCKING idiot.” Brad spat, stepping closer to the man who had stopped flashing his camera and was now looking intimidated by Brad confronting him.
Once he was done speaking Brad spun back around and took your hand again before storming through the crowd of men, who were now all letting you both past with ease, until you made it to the car. You got in the passenger side as Brad walked round to the driver’s side, getting in and shutting the door immediately behind him. You barely had any time to get your seatbelt on before Brad had buckled up and was starting to drive away.
--
Brad had drove you back home and you invited him in your apartment for a coffee before he went back home. You were having so much fun with him, aside from the incident that happened outside the restaurant, that you didn’t want the night to end. You knew that when the date was over it would mean you would have to go straight back into your busy schedule and you had no idea when you would both have time off at the same time.
“I’m so glad you finally got the courage to ask me on a date,” you laughed, taking a sip of your coffee.
“I’m glad I did too, I had an amazing night tonight, Y/N.” Brad smiled at you, staring into your eyes. “I’m sorry about what happened outside after the dinner though.”
“It wasn’t your fault; you know what they’re like, they’ll follow anywhere. It doesn’t matter if you’re just going to the shops or you’re going on a night out; they’ll be there.” You tried to re-assure him with a small smile but he still looked upset. “Seriously Brad, they didn’t ruin anything I’ve had the most amazing night with you. It was perfect.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.” You grinned, which he seemed to like as he returned the smile and took a sip of his coffee before a smug look was plastered across his face.
“What about when they were asking if I was your boyfriend.” He smirked, you felt the heat rise to your cheeks.
“What about it?” You faked the confidence and smirked back at him, which made him laugh slightly.
“Nothing, nothing... Of course you couldn’t get me as a boyfriend.” Brad muttered, looking down as he was speaking but then looking up at you to see your reaction. You pretended to be offended which only made him laugh more.
“What are you trying to say?! That I’m... Ugly?” You whispered the last word as if it was a swear, but you couldn’t keep up the act for long before you started laughing.
“Definitely not, you’re... Average. I’m just incredibly beautiful.” Brad smirked, pretending to flip his hair with his hand and batting his eyelashes a couple of times.
You couldn’t stop laughing, which made Brad join in.
“I’m kidding, you’re way more attractive than I am. It’s a real pest.” Brad smiled at you once you had both stopped laughing.
“That’s not true Brad, you’re very very very handsome. I’m surprised you wanted to go on a date with me.” You confessed.
“Are you kidding?! You’re so beautiful Y/N. I would be crazy to have not asked you out!” Brad exclaimed, causing you to blush again. “But about the boyfriend thing... I know it’s far too early to ask you to be my girlfriend, but how are my chances looking?”
“Hmm...” You pretended to think for a while, “Very very high. I’d say you have a 99% chance.”
“That’s very high,” Brad winked at you as he placed his empty coffee cup on the table in front as you did the same. “I like those chances.”
“It’s very rare too.” You muttered as Brad lent in closer to you and your lips attached for a short kiss. Before you knew what was happening Brad was kissing you again and you found yourself not only kissing back but parting your lips slightly to deepen the kiss.
So someone requested a fourth part to these imagines absolutely ages ago and I can’t even remember who it was but here it is, finally! The last part can be found here, and the other two are linked there :-)
As much as you were proud for Brad for working on his music and making his dreams come a reality, you were starting to feel a little bit distant from him. School had completely finished now and you and Brad were definitely still together, but sometimes it didn’t feel like it.
Most of his time was put into the band and you understood how important it was to him, but you hadn’t spoken to him properly in 2 weeks, which was a long time for you two to go without speaking. There had been the odd text throughout the day but it was nothing that usually compared; not as if you and Brad used to talk all the time in the day, but more than just one text in the morning replying to the message from the previous night.
Just as you were about to send Brad another text, since he hadn’t replied to the one from yesterday morning, your phone started ringing and his caller ID appeared on your screen. You swiped your phone to answer the call and quickly pressed the phone to your ear.
“Y/N! Hey!” You heard Brad say calmly, instantly making you forget about everything that was worrying you.
“Hey Brad,” you laughed slightly, getting giggly from speaking to him... You felt as though you were in his school all over again.
“How’ve you been, babe? We haven’t spoken properly in a while have we?” Brad sighed slightly, but you knew there was a smile on his face.
“Yeah, everything’s good... Aw, I know but we’ve both been busy with work so it’s good, we’re talking now. How’ve you been?” You replied, smiling.
“You’re right, yeah... Amazing, Y/N. James and I have been working on so many songs, it’s insane how talented he is. You’ve got to come up here and hear some of them, obviously they aren’t perfect cause we don’t have drum or bass, but they’re sick acoustic songs.” Brad rambled, you could hear the excitement in his voice.
“That sounds like a great idea, Brad. When do you want me to come up? I have this weekend off but if that’s too short notice, then it’s totally fine...” You muttered, hoping he’d say yes. Brad had been staying with James for the last couple of weeks and you missed him so much.
“No, next weekend is perfect, Y/N. I can’t wait to see you, babe, it’s gonna be so good.” Brad said. Just as you were about to reply he spoke again, “Sorry, darling, I have to go... I’ll speak to you later and you can tell me if you’ve found a train and what time it gets in, yeah? Love you loads, bye.”
Before you could even say a word he had hung up and left you in slight shock at how quick the phone call had ended. Oh well, only 4 more days until you saw him... They couldn’t come quicker.
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You stepped off the train from Birmingham and arrived in Bournemouth. The train was slightly busy so as soon as you stepped off you had to start walking with the sea of people who were heading to the exit. Brad had said he would meet you in the train station so as soon as you got through the barriers you started searching for him, which didn’t take long.
He was standing at the entrance of the railway station with a taller, blonde boy. They were both wearing their hoodies and Brad seemed to look extra cute in his, his hair was fluffy and flat against his head. They saw you walking over to them and a massive grin appeared on Brad’s face as he started walking towards you, James started to follow him slowly but looked very hesitant to ruin the moment between you two.
“Y/N! You’re here!” Brad cheered once he made it to you, wrapping his arms around your neck as you secured yours around his waist and embraced in a tight hug.
“I’m here!” You repeated, laughing. “Everything going good with the music?”
“Yes, it’s brilliant.” Brad replied, pulling away from the hug and pressing a kiss to your lips quickly, which you just managed to return. “Oh, and this is James.”
Brad turned his body so he was standing beside you, his arm snaking around your waist and hand landing on the side of your hip. James walked froward more until he was standing right in front of you, looking slightly awkward.
“Hey,” he muttered. “I’m James.”
“Y/N.” You smiled back, giving him a small wave even though he was less than two feet away from you.
“You guys wanna go get some lunch?” Brad asked, looking ecstatic that his girlfriend and new friend seemed to be getting along well.
Both you and James nodded before James spoke up, louder than he was before.
“I have the perfect place to go!” He grinned at you and Brad before walking ahead as you two followed.
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It was reaching towards the end of the night and you were sleeping in James’ spare room with Brad, who was currently in the shower. You were changed for bed and sitting drinking a cup of tea, reading your book.
Suddenly you heard a quiet knock on the bedroom door and you put your book down before the door was being pushed open.
James stood there, looking slightly sheepish and nervous. You gave him a small smile as he walked in further.
“Hey James, everything alright?” You asked, slightly confused as to why he was coming in the room just before bed and while Brad wasn’t there.
“Yeah, everything’s good with me... Everything good with you, Y/N?” James smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed. You sat up slightly, feeling oddly uncomfortable if you were to be lying down.
“Mhmm, everything’s good. I had a really nice time tonight and I was glad I met you. I’m glad you messaged Brad about his music, he seems to really like you.” As you were speaking you noticed the smile that was appearing on James’ face.
“Aw I’m glad, yeah I had an amazing time too. You’re really lovely, Y/N. I hope Brad tells you that as much as he can; you’re insanely beautiful too.” James muttered, a light blush forming on his cheeks as he spoke. The smile didn’t disappear from his face once.
“Wow,” you murmured. You had no idea what to say. “Thank you James, that’s really lovely of you to say.”
“No problem, it’s the truth. Basically what I wanted to tell you before Brad got out of the shower and we wouldn’t have another moment alone together is that, I think you’re insanely gorgeous and definitely my type...” James smiled. You knew he meant to be lovely but the whole situation was making you feel uncomfortable and you were praying that Brad would walk in at any moment.
“Now, I know you and Brad are really serious and I would never do anything to annoy him or hurt him, because he’s becoming such a good friend of mine just now but, tell me this now... Do you think there would ever, ever, be a chance for us? If you and Brad happened to break up and then everything was good and he didn’t mind us dating? Would anything happen?” James carried on.
You were stunned for a moment before you realised he was looking at you expectantly for an answer.
“James I think you’re so lovely, and I hate to say this but... I love Brad so so much. Even if something bad happened between us I don’t think I’d - No, I wouldn’t be able to. He means the world to me, I couldn’t do that... I’m sorry.” You replied, bluntly. You had no idea what to say and you didn’t mean for it to come out so blunt but that’s what happened. The smile dropped off his face but then he started nodding.
“I had a feeling you were going to say that, it’s okay though... I was just checking.” James laughed slightly although it sounded more like an awkward laugh to fill the silence. “I’m just gonna go back to my room now, have a good sleep.”
You mumbled back a “have a nice sleep, see you tomorrow!”. James walked out of the room and you were left alone again. You had no idea what had just gone on and were confused by it all. You had no idea if you should tell Brad or not and just as you were contemplating it Brad walked out of the ensuite bathroom that was in the room.
“Was James just talking to you in here?” Brad asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
“Yeah...” You answered, hesitantly.
“Was he asking you if you and him would ever get together?” Brad’s jaw was clenched and a deep line was being created in the middle of his eyebrows because of the expression he was giving.
“Uh.... You heard that?!” You sighed, lying back on the bed as Brad pulled his pyjama bottoms up and got into the space beside you without a t-shirt on.
“Nope but you saying what you said. I just guessed it was about that, suppose there’s not much else it could’ve been about... Unless you were just bragging about how much you loved me.” Brad smirked, the furious look on his face seemed to have been long gone and he had moved on.
“You’re not angry at him are you? Please don’t fallout with him over this Brad, it’s just a silly thing." You sighed, cuddling up to Brad as he turned the side lights off and the room was in complete darkness. He wrapped his arm around you the best he could while still being comfortable.
“No, I’m not angry or upset. I’d probably do the exact same if I was in his position. You’re hot as hell, Y/N... Of course he’d have a little crush on you.” Brad smirked, running his fingers up and down your hips and attacking your face with kisses, leaving you giggling like a little girl and incredibly thankful for the boyfriend you had.
I’m combining two requests I got, one from an anon and one from michellearteaga2 that she requested ages ago. :-)
You and Brad had been friends for a year or so now and to say you fancied him was an understatement. Most of the time, he was all you could think about but the thought of him liking you back had never crossed your mind, so when Brad asked you on a date you stood there in shock for a couple of seconds. You couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth and you quickly saw his face drop and a look of fear spreading across it.
“Sorry, sorry... Yes... Of course I would - I would love to go on a date with you, yes.” You grinned, trying to play it cool but failing miserably... Typical.
The look of fear immediately disappeared from Brad’s face and was replaced with his grin from before.
“Brilliant, I’ll text you tonight and we can arrange a day?”
That was 4 days ago and tonight was the night of the date. Brad had booked a fancy restaurant for you two to have dinner at, before going to see a late-showing of a new movie that was just released.
The word ‘nervous’ couldn’t come close to what you were feeling right now, but you were excited too. Finally you were going on a date with Brad, you just hoped that your imagined version of him wouldn’t overshadow the real him.
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You were slipping into your shoes when you heard a knock at the door, before you could even stand up your room mate ran past you from the kitchen.
“I’ll get it for you!” She smirked, heading towards the door, making you laugh and roll your eyes. She always did this when you had a date, Brad was no exception to her ‘check over’ even though she knew him already.
You heard the door being unlocked before Brad and your room mate exchanged “hello”s before they walked through to the living room, where you were standing putting your jacket over your dress.
“Oh my god, Y/N. You look absolutely gorgeous.” Brad muttered, looking you up and down before smiling and his eyes landing on your face.
“Thank you, you look very handsome.” You smiled back, trying not to freak out too much over how good he actually looked. His hair was slightly pushed back into a quiff and he was wearing a white shirt with black jeans and his black Docs.
“Thank you. Are we ready to go?” Brad grinned, reaching to take your hand.
Just as you were about to say yes, your room mate let out a loud cough which made you both turn to face her.
“I always do this with Y/N’s dates and you’re no exception, Bradley... So, get ready for the toughest interview of your life.” She smirked, sitting down on the couch and making him sit down next to her.
“Please can we not do this, Y/R/M/N. We really need to go... Plus you know Brad.” You laughed, shaking your head.
“It’s fine, Y/N... How bad can it be?” Brad laughed, nodding at your room mate for her to start with the questions.
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Half an hour later and you and Brad hadn’t left for the restaurant yet. The questions had turned into your room mate telling Brad embarrassing stories about you and you cringing on the other couch. Just as Brad was clutching his sides from something hilarious he’d just been told you looked over at the clock on the wall.
“Oh my god, it’s 7.30 Brad, we’re gonna miss the reservation.” You sat up. Brad immediately stopped laughing and looked at the clock.
“Shit.” He mumbled. “We better go now, it’ll take 20 minutes to get there.”
“I’m sorry, guys. I didn’t mean to ruin your night.” Your room mate apologised.
“No it’s fine, it was fun... Apart from the embarrassing stories.” You laughed, giving her a hug as you and Brad walked to the door.
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You were surprised at how well the date was going. You and Brad got along so well and even though you were friends before and knew a lot about each other you still found new things to talk about. You even learned some new things about Brad, that you didn’t know before.
“I’ve had a really nice time tonight with you, Y/N.” Brad smiled as you were walking out of the cinema and towards his car.
“I’ve had an amazing time too.” You grinned back, as he opened your side of the car before waiting for you to get in. You gave him a thankful smile and got in before he shut the door and walked round to his side.
“I was thinking, if you wanted to, that we could maybe do it again? Like a second date?” Brad asked, looking nervous.
“Of course, I would love a second date.” You smiled, putting your hand on top of his which was resting on the gear stick. Brad looked down at your hands before looking up at you and giving you a small smile.
Brad drove you back to your apartment and once he arrived outside the door you suddenly felt nervous again.
“Thank you for the lovely date Brad... And thank you for driving me home.” You smiled, reaching to take off your seat belt.
“No problem, I woudn’t have made you walk,” Brad laughed, making you laugh slightly, nodding. “But thank you, as well, for a lovely date.”
“My pleasure.” You grinned. You were unable to keep the smile off your face, but you weren’t complaining about it... You loved how Brad made you feel.
“So, I’ll speak to you later I guess?” Brad muttered slightly, looking like he was upset that the night was coming to an end... You couldn’t blame him, you felt the exact same.
“Yeah, just text me whenever you want. Or come round, or anything. I don’t mind.” You replied, Brad just nodded in response. You took it as the cue to leave.
You reached for the handle to open the door but as soon as you did you felt Brad’s hand on your arm. He pulled you closer to him lightly until your face was so close to his that you were able to see all his features clearly.
“I had an amazing time tonight,” Brad mumbled, again, resting his hand on your chin.
“You said earlier.” You muttered, your eyes flickering between his eyes and his lips. You wanted to kiss him so bad.
“I know, just thought I should say it again.” Brad was keeping his voice to a whisper, even though there was no one around but you two. You noticed his eyes were doing same; switching between looking at your eyes and your lips.
You took this as your hint. Without even thinking about it you leaned in and pressed your lips to Brad’s, closing your eyes. Just when you thought it was the wrong thing to do you felt Brad kissing back. Within seconds, light kissing had turned into making out and Brad’s hands were roaming over your body.
A couple of minutes later you pulled away, desperate for some air. You couldn’t help but smile when you noticed Brad had your red lipstick all over his mouth. You rubbed it off with your thumb before looking in the rear-view mirror and attending to your own.
“I’ll speak to you later.” You winked, reaching for the handle and stepping out of the car, leaving Brad in a daze.
You shut the door behind you and walked up to the front of the apartment building, unlocking the door before turning around and waving to Brad. He was still sitting in the car, looking at you with a smirk on his face. He waved back before starting his car and driving off, just as you walked through the door and headed up the stairs to your apartment.
Okay I know I said the last part was going to be the final one but ssweet-poison13 sent this in and was so lovely so I couldn’t say no, but she promises that this is the last part haha! The third part can be found here, and you can find the other two on that link as well :-) Sorry if anyone finds it’s annoying that I keep updating it, but I promise this is the last part!!!!
It had been 6 months since you and Brad had started dating and everything was going perfectly. He was still on tour but was now in America, while you were still working back home. He asked you to come with them on tour again but you couldn’t get the time off since you had just had two weeks off to go to Australia.
At the start of the American tour, you and Brad would FaceTime almost every night and text constantly but you soon noticed that the communication between you two was dying and become less frequent. You knew it was nothing be worried about though, and that it was purely because you two were both so busy and living in different time zones. As soon as things became less stressful with tour it would go back to normal, you were sure of it.
One night while you were scrolling through Twitter you saw a couple of fans tweeting about groupie rumours to do with Tristan and Brad, you investigated further and found that Brad had been linked to a girl called Melanie. You felt sick to your stomach reading all the tweets about them two, and although there was a high chance none of it was true you were starting to doubt yourself. You were both so far away and hadn't being dating long, what if Brad did cheat on you?
You decided not to say anything to Brad over the phone or over text and would wait until they came back home, which would only be a couple of weeks from now. A million thoughts were spinning around your head about what you were going to say to him, and you had no idea where to start. The thought of Brad being with another girl made you want to cry. You were praying that they weren’t true and even though part of you knew Brad wasn’t like that and would never do anything to hurt you, you were starting to have small doubts which you knew were going to grow over time due to you over thinking things.
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“We’ve just landed in the airport, we have an apartment booked out in London for 4 weeks before we go off again, it’s mainly gonna be used for recording and stuff but I’m sure the boys won’t mind you staying. Plus, it’ll be easier for you for work, what do you think? Please? :) xx” You stared at the text Brad had sent you a couple of minutes ago, struggling of what to reply with.
There was a massive part of you that wanted to try and forget about everything you had read about Brad and Melanie and stay with him for the 4 weeks they were going to be in London but there was another part of you that knew you had to sort everything out with him before making any important decisions.
“I need to talk to you about something before I say yes to staying with you guys. I’ll be over later. X” You sent back. As soon as it was sent and you saw he had read it you locked your phone and threw it in to the bottom of your bag. You didn’t want to do anything over text and you knew he’d be questioning you about what it was.
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An hour later and you arrived at their rented out apartment in London, there was a small group of fans standing outside the street so you tried to not make any eye contact with any of them as you drove past and into the street, in case any of them recognised you.
The fans still knew nothing about you and Brad and you were starting to think they were never going to... It all depended on what was going to happen tonight. As you pulled into their driveway you were suddenly overcome with nerves. What if everything you read was true? What were you going to do? You couldn’t imagine your life without Brad; ever since you were young he had been there for you. He was your rock throughout your whole life, even if it took you both ages to realise that you should be more than best friends. Just when you thought things were finally working out and looking up something like this has to happen...
“Y/N, you’re here!!” Connor cheered as you walked in the door, making a smile appear on your face... Even if it was fake.
“I’m here!” You repeated, laughing slightly as he pulled you into a massive hug. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder. There was something about the hug that felt different and you immediately knew that he knew about the groupie rumours.
He pulled away as soon as he heard footsteps walking down the stairs. You looked up and saw Brad walking down, wearing grey joggers and a white top. His hair was messy and it looked like he had just woken up.
“Jet-lags horrible; I was just having a power nap... I thought I heard your voice so I decided to come down, you shoud’ve texted saying you were here. You’ve not replied to any of them since earlier.” Brad mumbled, a small smile on his face as he walked towards you.
“Yeah... Sorry...” You muttered, looking down at the floor feeling very awkward. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to his body for a hug. You stood still, unable to return the actions and suddenly feeling sick. All you could think about was the fact there was a chance he was this close, and even closer, to another girl. The thought of him kissing, touching, sleeping with someone else made you want to scream.
“What’s the matter?” Brad questioned, pulling his body away from yours but keeping his arm slung over your shoulder.
“Who’s Melanie?” You asked. You knew the answer but you wanted to see what he was going to say. The smile from his face immediately disappeared.
“A girl we hung out with in America.... Why?” Brad furrowed his eyebrows together, his arm coming away from your shoulder. He turned his back on you and started walking towards the kitchen. You followed behind him.
“I just saw a lot of things about you two... Seems like you had a lot of fun together.” You sat down on one of the seats at the island of the kitchen while Brad leaned against the opposite counter.
“Are you trying to say that you think I cheated on you?” Brad spat out, his eyes going wide and whole body looking as if it was filling with anger.
“YES,” you shouted back. “That’s exactly what I think. Every single tweet I’ve seen is saying you slept with her, so please enlighten me with what I’m supposed to think?”
“You’re choosing to believe tweets over me?!” Brad shouted. “I didn’t fucking cheat on you with that girl Y/N. I barely remembered her name until you said it right now.”
“Somehow I find that hard to believe,” you replied, rolling your eyes. “I’m sick of this, Brad.”
You stormed out of the kitchen and out the front door. You had no idea where you were going but you knew you had to get out of the house. It was pouring down with rain and you stood garden under the shelter from the porch roof before the front door opened and closed again. You expected it to be Brad but were surprised when you saw James and Connor walking towards you.
“Is everything okay?” James asked, giving you a sympathetic look. Instead of saying anything you just shake your head in reply. You feel tears start to fill in your eyes and immediately Connor was rushing over to give you a hug.
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I wish we could tell you none of the rumours were true but me and James weren’t there so we have no idea.” Connor sighed as James came over and starting rubbing your back softly in attempts to soothe you.
“The only person who’d know anything about it is Tris, if you want me to go and get him?” James gave you a small smile and you nodded your head. He rushed inside the house, leaving you and Connor alone for a couple of minutes.
“I don’t think it’s true, Y/N. You know Brad much better than we do and he’d never do anything like that, especially nothing to hurt you. You’re everything to him. I’ve never seen him how he around you, around anyone else.” Connor smiled.
“I know, it doesn’t sound like him at all and I want to believe him but there’s so many people saying that it did happen... I just need to know what actually went on.” You cried, sitting down at the bench beside the front door as Connor took a seat next to you. You tried to wipe away the tears that were falling down your cheeks but they just kept coming.
The door was being opened and Brad walked out, followed by James and Tristan. You thought you were going to get the chance to talk to Tris about it but it looked like Brad had other ideas.
“So you’ll talk to Tris about it but not me?!” Brad looked furious over the fact you’d let one of his best friends explain but not him.
“I wanted to know from someone who had no reason to lie about it.” You shouted back, getting up from the bench and walking closer to him.
“I’ve told you so many times, Y/N... NOTHING HAPPENED.”
You rolled your eyes and let out a small laugh. You had stopped crying completely and your sadness had been overtaken by anger.
“Whatever Brad, you’re being so unreasonable shouting at me for it. I don’t even want to talk about it anymore, I couldn’t care less if you slept with her or not.” You lied, turning on your heels and walking towards your car. Just as you were putting your hood up to shelter you from the rain you felt your arm being grabbed and your whole body being spun around.
Before you could even think about what was going on your lips were pressed against Brad’s and he was deepening the kiss. The rain was falling on your faces and soaking your clothes but you both didn’t care.
“Nothing happened between me and Melanie, Y/N.” Brad explained once he pulled away. He rested a hand on your cheek and wiped away a couple of droplets of rain that were falling on to your cheek. “She flirted with me A LOT but I kept saying I had a girlfriend and how I wasn’t, and would never be, interested in her. She carried on though and ignored what I was saying but I swear nothing happened. That’s why all the pictures look so deceiving, because she was throwing herself on to me... I can’t loose you over something as stupid as this.”
“It’s true, Y/N. Nothing happened... I was with him the whole night.” Tristan added from where the boys were standing, with massive smiles on their faces.
“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you earlier Brad. I was just so caught up in everything and couldn’t get the thought out of my head.” You sighed, feeling stupid for believing rumours and not trusting Brad.
“It’s alright, I probably would’ve acted the same if it was the other way around.” Brad laughed slightly.Your t-shirt was sticking to your body because of the rain and from what you could see Brad’s was doing the same, turning see-through. Brad pulled you in closer to his body, making your wet t-shirts stick together.
Your hair was now completely soaked and sticking to your face, Brad’s doing the same. You laughed slightly at the thought of how stupid you two must have looked. Brad opened his mouth to say something but his attention was diverted to something else, causing him to look shocked.
“Oh shit...” He mumbled, you gave him a confused look before turning around and looking to what he was seeing.
Standing across the street was the group of girls you passed while driving. They all looked around the same age as you and had smirks on their faces. They crossed the road as Brad moved to walk up to them.
“So... Y/N’s your girlfriend now, Bradley?” One girl smirked. Brad had a massive grin on his face. He mumbled something you didn’t hear before the girls nodded, smiling.
“We promise.” You heard one of them say, the others agreeing with ‘yeah’s and ‘mhm’s.
Brad took a couple of pictures with them before the rest of the boys walked over, taking photos and asking them not to tell anyone where they were staying. The girls agreed and said they were sorry for bothering them. The guys were lovely towards them and you felt a bit awkward standing there but soon the girls were leaving, giggling and talking amongst each other.
“What did you say to them?” You asked Brad once he came over and you were following the boys into the house.
“I just asked them not to tell anyone about us for a while, until we do things properly. It’s nice to have our privacy about it and I want you to be ready for what might come with dating me; I don’t want you getting hurt, Y/N.” Brad smiled, wrapping his arm around your waist and shutting the door behind him once everyone was in.
“That’s really kind of you Bradley... Thank you.” You smiled, kissing him quickly before leading him through to the living room where you cuddled on the couch for the rest of the night watching films with Tris, Con and James.
