The Ghost of You [COMPLETED]

Luxurious

The guys never said another thing to Brad about him and Luka. When Brad got home to his girlfriend who was patiently waiting for him, he maintained the story Tris had told her - that they just passed out and he forgot to text.

Somewhere in between the story he told was the truth. He tried not to dwell on it.

Over the next couple of days, he thought about the conversation with you. He thought about telling Maggie. Maggie knew you were coming on tour with the band, but she didn't know you were Brad's ex. As the days went on, Brad was feeling less and less uncertain about being able to handle being around you for a month, so it was starting to feel like less of a thing that he needed to tell Maggie about.

If he felt like you and him were cool now, what would be the point in worrying his girlfriend for no reason?

So, with that thinking, by the time Maggie was waving him and the guys off, she was still none the wiser.

You were travelling with the rest of the 'B-Team' rather than the band, and you had called yourselves that in realisation that you were not quite in the inner circle, but were definitely a step above the lackeys and equipment loaders. It consisted of you as the photographer, a stylist, make up artist, videographer, and tech assistant. Basically, the people that made the band look good, but weren't important enough to travel in the big bus.

Thankfully, the stylist was Rohan, considering he was the resident Ben Sherman dresser, and the whole point of you being here was to photograph the guys wearing those exact clothes. You'd grown close with Rohan since starting your job, and you were glad he was on the tour with you while you got to know the others in The Vamps team.

The only interaction you had with Brad since Saturday night was a quick text exchange, where you both checked in with each other, and both agreed that you felt better about the two of you since talking. Which you did.
It was odd, like a sense of calm at the thought of being around him for a month, instead of the anxiety from before.

Since then though, it had been radio silence. Seeing as your bus had gone round picking the rest of the B-Team up before heading to the airport, you hadn't even seen Brad yet.

Not until the car stopped on the tarmac, and everyone clambered out onto the runway. You caught his eyes through the crowd of team members rushing towards the plane. You both walked up to each other.

"Hey." You said. You noticed how he was dressed. He looked good.

"Hey. Ready for a month of fun?"

"Not sure I'd go that far. I am here for work after all." You laughed, and he grinned back at you.

"LUKAA!" Came a yell, and then you were being tackled by someone. A very excitable Tris.

"Of course you're this energetic this early." You chuckled as he ruffled your hair. "Nice to see you too.

"Come on, the others don't get to sit with us," Connor said as he appeared behind Tris, who was now pulling you towards the plane. "But we got Joe to make an exception for you." He winked as you followed them to the plane, Brad trailing behind.

You climbed the steps, and once you stepped inside, you saw Rohan and the others being shown to the back of the plane, while James pointed to the very luxurious chairs that were right in front of you. You sat down as he sat opposite you, Tris and Connor filling up the other seats, and Brad having to sit across the aisle by himself.

"This is very special treatment, boys." You mused, running your hands up and down the arms of the chair, which felt like incredibly soft leather. "Is there a butler too?"

"What do you need, Miss?"

You whipped to the side to see a woman with a pleasant smile on her face. She was wearing an air hostess uniform, patiently waiting for your response.