To Be Loved By You - Brad Simpson Fanfiction

Chapter Sixteen

A/N: Uh this is a long one people get ready xx

'We have decided something.'

What?

I put down the camera and stop recording Reece who was just warming up his vocals. Joe's entered the room. He looks at me. Behind him I catch Brad smiling proudly at me.

Sunday went by pretty quickly and I didn't get to see Brad much except for maybe one moment backstage before the concert. I didn't watch again though. Because I overslept in the morning. Completely. And when I finally woke up I had to rush to the venue for my interview with the fans. I had no time to edit any of it because New Hope Club had a radio show in the afternoon and I needed to film that.

Gladly though I didn't need to hop on the bus last night because the boys play a second show in Leeds tonight. Which is why I spent all night editing in the comfort of my own hotel room so I could send everything to Sophie before Monday morning. I'm glad I did because when she called me this morning she sounded really relieved.

But now Joe is looking at me with a stern expression on his face which I've only ever seen on him when Tris and Brad have been late again.

Did I do something wrong?

Shit, you must have Lizzy. Think. What did you forget?

'You are not allowed to film tonight. And I'm going to hand out and collect the video cameras for the fans.'

I stand up. Should I defend myself? I really can't think of anything I've done wrong? And Sophie sounded happy with my edits this morning.

'Joe stop it, you're scaring the shit out of her', Brad suddenly says from behind him.

What is going on?

Now Joe starts laughing. 'I'm just telling the truth though.' He takes the camera from my hands. 'You', he says, pointing the camera at me now. I can tell he's not recording though because the small light on the side isn't blinking. 'You are watching the concert tonight.'

I fall back down on the couch I was previously sitting on and bury my face in my hands. 'You can't do this to me', I muffle through my hands. 'I almost shit my pants.'

Brad laughs and sits down next to me. 'Well I would have thought you'd be more excited about finally watching the show.'

I ignore his comment. 'Are you really sure?', I ask Joe. He nods.
'You've been doing an awesome job Lizzy. Sophie told us that you sent her an email with all the footage and the edited Youtube video at 2am tonight. You totally deserve a break tonight.'

As though to underline his point he takes my camera with him when he leaves the room.

Brad bops my shoulder. 'You can totally thank me for that. When Sophie said that in the call we had with her this morning I told everyone how you've not watched a single show yet. And we all agreed that's unacceptable.'

I stare at him for a bit. His hair is a little extra curly tonight.

'Are you excited?', he asks and I can tell he is, for whatever reason.

I think back to the videos I've watched that the fans filmed and remember all the concerts I've been to over the last couple years.

Hell yes, I am excited.

I try to play it cool but the biggest grin makes it on my face. Of course, Brad notices and he jumps up and drags me with me. 'Get out there then, you don't want to miss any of it.'

I shake my head laughing and grab my phone to walk out of the dressing room.

'See you out there', Brad calls after me.