Ride ➵ Bradley Simpson

chapter eight.

Once I arrive home I walk straight up to my bedroom like always and close the door behind me, throwing my purse onto my lounge chair that sits in the corner of my room.

I slip off my vans and jump into my bed crossing my legs and pulling my Macbook off my side table and opening the screen. I open safari and type in Twitter. Of course like everyday when I check Twitter I have a few hundred notifications, because I'm totally popular in the world of social media.

I started getting noticed by a few people since Brad started mentioning me in tweets about a year ago. And that turned into being noticed by heaps of people; the majority all being fans of the band Brad is in. The funny this is though that somehow I had absolutely no clue at all about Brads band until yesterday when the other boys came over to his place. I wouldn't bother asking 'how' because not even I know how i managed to be so oblivious to Brads Hannah Montana life, not that it was really a secret, I guess he thought I would've already worked it out on my own from Twitter and all.

But to be completely honest I never read what people say about me on it, nor do I really read through the tweets of people I'm following. All I really do on the app is tweet what I'm doing because for some reason people find that very interesting. The only tweets I recall being mentioned in that I actually read by other people are tweets like;

Oh my god you know Brad

Where do you live? Can I see Brad?

Tell Brad I love him

Get Brad to follow me!

And one day I read one which was along the lines of...

You stupid skank stop hanging around with Brad, you're really stupid to think he'd go out with a mutt like you.

And with that tweet was the day I stopped reading my mentions; I don't think I'll ever be able to erase that tweet from my memory.

It confused the fuck out of me and for some reason I never asked him what was going on with all of that. I'm an oblivious person alright, I have better things to worry about than strangers tweeting me things about someone else. I guess @TheVampsBrad username gave it away a bit, once again it was something I never bothered to ask him about. I feel bad for never acknowledging any of this, I wish I brought it up to him. I grab my phone out of my pocket and see an unread text from him.

B.
How was it love?

C.
It was good, but Brad I'm really sorry, can we talk.

Literally seconds later my phone begins to ring.

'Are you okay?!' He yells into the phone line.

'Brad relax, im okay, I promise.'

'Are you sure? What do you want to talk about? What's wrong? I'm coming over right now,'

'Nothing's wrong,' I laugh, 'well, not really anyway. I just wanted to talk to you and apologise for never bringing up your band, like on Twitter I should've realised but I didn-'

'Casey, relax okay I believe you. Besides your face when the boys told you about it proves that you literally had no idea,' He chuckles.

'How did I manage to not work it out myself?'

'I have no idea,' he laughs, 'but either way I should've told you myself,'

'Well forget what I didn't know then, I'm glad I know now. I really do think it's super cool,'

'I'm glad you know now too, and yeah it is really cool Casey I can't even describe how cool it is,'

'Soo..'

'So?'

'So um, a-are you gonna be touring and stuff?'

'We're not One Direction' he laughs, 'we aren't really big enough to tour yet I guess, but we do do small shows here and there,'

'You said do-do,'

'Casey,'

'Bradley,'

'Are you trying to change the subject?'

'No-'

'Yes,'

'Am not!' I shriek.

'Yeah you are,'

He was right.

'Fine,' I sigh, 'maybe?'

'I'm not going anywhere Casey,'

'But Brad, you will go places, and that's awesome I am so so happy for you and I would never want anything different for you, I'm just... scared,'

'I am too,'

'You are?' I ask curiously, 'why?'

'Because I'm scared of change, I'm scared of not really having a normal life, I'm scared of leaving you... I mean, I'm not leaving you, I'll just have to travel sometimes and I'll miss you,'

'I can't even explain how much I will miss you,' I sniffle.

'Hey hey please don't cry, it's gonna be good, for you too! You can come with me, we can do this together,'

'I dunno Brad... Coming with you everywhere? That sounds awesome... and kind of clingy,' I joke, 'like it really does, but I'm not sure,'

'Don't worry about it now Casey, nothing is happening anytime soon I promise,'

'Okay. I gotta go,'

'I love you Case,'

'I love you too,'

I hang up my phone and wipe the tear that was falling down my cheek. I am so happy for Brad, I really am, but I'm also terrified. So much can happen from this. What if his band become world famous and he forgets about me. He could get just about any girl and everyone would want to be friends with him. Or what if he wants to move to America or something like that, heaps of famous people live there. His life would be so positive, would he really want to spend his time with some a negative girl?

"Stop it Casey," I mumble to myself. I grab my laptop again and this time I go onto YouTube since my curiosity begins to get the better of me.

The Vamps.

I type into the search bar. My eyes widen to see hundreds of videos are up with them mentioned.

The Vamps Mr Bright Side Cover.

The Vamps All Around The World Mashup.

Meeting James Mcvey from The Vamps!

The Vamps London Meet and Greet.

The Vamps, new hottest band around? We introduce you to them.

The Vamps Mmm Bop Cover.

Wow.

Brad said nothing would be happening anytime soon, but it looks like he doesn't really have a choice. I can't believe this is my Bradley Simpson that has caught the attention of so many.

My night basically consisted of me being the biggest stalker best friend the world has ever seen with me watching all these Vamps videos that were posted on YouTube. No matter what Brad does, or what he says; he will leave me for this, his life is about to turn into something big very soon- I can see it.

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