Internet Love 3 || Bradley Will Simpson [edited]

Chapter 22 [edited]

[ Important AN in the end !!! ]

Three days later

Rose

I went through the big crowd to get to Starbucks. It was midday, so it wasn't very full which I was very happy about, because I don't like when there might be some The Vamps fans and ask us questions why I was here with Bradley.

I opened the door and immediately found Brad sitting on a table next to the window.

As soon as he noticed me , he waved smiling at me and I went towards him.

" Hey " Brad greeted me when he stood up.

" Hey " I greeted him back. It was kinda awkward, because we were just standing there and didn't know whether to hug us or wave or whatever.

In the end Brad kissed my cheek and I sat myself in front of him.

" I've already bought you a drink. " Brad said.

" Thank you " I took a sip of my coffee and I smiled. " Chocolate Mocca ! "

" Yeah , your favourite Frappuccino, isn't it ? " Brad blushed.

" Oh my god yessss ! " I fangirled about my drink. Yes, I know that it sounds creepy but hey, I usually fangirl about food !

" Erm. . . I brought you the magazine. " I told him taking out the new edition of Vanity Fair.

" Why's Alex Turner on the cover and not me ? "

" Because Alex is boss. " I stretched out my tongue.

" That's unfair ! I'm hot and he isn't ! "

" Who said that you are hot ? " I chuckled.

" The fangirls ? " Brad blushed.

" Awww ! They have no idea ! Chris Evans is hot or Zac Efron, not you my baby boy! "

Brad opened the magazine and leafed through it.

" Sir Elton John, the Rolling Stones, Arctic Monkeys, The Beatles, The 1975 and where are The Vamps ? "

" Maybe more in the end of the magazine. " I giggled.

" Oh! Here I am ! Who's this hot lad here ? Wow! Rose , you really have to marry him . " Brad chuckled. " Have you ever heard of a Bradley Will Simpson ? "

" Whaaaaat ? No? I only know Bart Simpson. Homer is the best. If I ever met him, I would spend him a donut. "

" Oh really ? "

Nodding, I finished to drink my coffee and smiled then.

" Do you have some time this afternoon? " Brad asked.

" Depends on how many new mails I get. " I shrugged.

" Hmmm. . . I thought that we could spend more time together since I will go on tour in some days and then . . . "

" On tour? How long will you be away ? " I asked him.

" About three weeks. "

" So you won't be on your birthday in England ? "

" No. " Brad sighed.

" Will your family visit you ? "

" Nat won't come, because she has some problems with her pregnancy and mum and dad, I don't know. "