Take My Hand (A Bradley Will Simpson Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

Chloe's POV

Without much deliberation, I decided to raid his cupboards. Hey! He said I could help myself! After great difficulty of finding the food, bowls and cutlery, I finally poured myself a bowl of coco-pops, my favourite! I heard Brad coming down the hall and soon enough he was standing in front of me. Seriously, can this guy get any more attractive? He's sporting a saint kidd tee, black skinny jeans and vans. Simple yet so sexy. While I was in the same clothes I have been for nearly 24 hours, stuffing my face with coco-pops... yuck. Oh my god! I haven't even checked myself in the mirror! I probably look hideous with bad bed hair and stuffed up make-up. I'm not usually one to be constantly checking myself out and making sure I look perfect all the time, but when you're standing in front of a Mr Bradley Simpson, you kind of have to look perfect to compare to that God. Brad was leaning in, once again to kiss me. I quickly ran out of his reach and down to the bathroom, shouting "I just have to use the bathroom" as I ran. I felt so horrible. The look on his face as I went down the hallway was enough to make me want to stop, turn around and wrap him in my arms. The most attractive and sexiest guy I have ever laid eyes on leans in to kiss me twice and I prevent it somehow. What is wrong with me? 'Oh that's what' I thought as I looked in the mirror. You look pretty horrible right now, kudos to you! On the one day you don't wake up looking half decent, you happen to be in the lead singer of The Vamps' arms. I examined the person in the mirror; my makeup was mostly worn off, my hair messed up a little more than expected. I grabbed the tie wrapped around my wrist and put my hair up in a 'messy ponytail'. I grabbed some toothpaste off from the counter top, put some on my finger and rubbed my teeth for dear life, hoping they'd become clean. Not too shabby... I walked out of the bathroom and down the hall trying to act as nonchalant as possible.

You know when you have those days where there's the one band and all you want to do is wear their shirts and listen to all their songs on repeat? I know what you're thinking, and no, it wasn't The Vamps, but that's what happened to me today with Blink 182. So as I was walking to the elevator to go to my room to get changed, I was planning my outfit; Blink shirt, converse, kitten skirt, black bag. My mind was still thinking about accessories and how to do my hair when the elevator doors opened. They opened again, this time on my floor. I walked into my apartment and started getting ready to meet The Vamps. How do I even begin to do that? I know I already have my outfit planned, but how can you mentally prepare yourself to meet your possible future boyfriend's friends, who just so happen to be one of your favourite bands. Stop! You need to think calm thoughts, Chloe!

"We can live like Jack and Sally if we want, where you can always find me. We'll have Halloween on Christmas and in the night we'll wish this never ends, we'll with this never ends. I miss you, miss you" (I Miss You by Blink 182, for anyone that didn't know) I sang as I took a quick shower and changed into my outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/meeting_vamps/set?id=78375032 ), I braided my hair and draped it over my shoulder. I grabbed my bag, trying to hurry because Brad was already running late and headed down the hallway to see Brad standing right there in my hotel living room. Shit! How long has he been there for? Did he hear me sing? My questions were answered as I see the smirk on his face as he said "I miss you, miss you too" Before I could even retaliate or apologise for him having to witness my devil of a voice, he walked over to me and within seconds he had pulled me closer to him by holding my waist and pressed his lips against mine. His lips, the feel of his body against mine and the surprise of him kissing me so suddenly and passionately all sent butterflies from the hairs on my head to my toes. God I missed his lips! Note to self: always carry breath mints, we can't have another morning-breath-can't-let-Brad-kiss-me incident. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, I stared into his big brown eyes and listened to him whisper "I couldn't wait any longer"

"I'm glad you didn't" I responded in barely a whisper, I'd be surprised if he heard it. Once again, my question was answered when I felt his lips on mine again. This time is was more passionate, he wrapped his arms around my whole body, pulling me in tight. I snaked my arms around his neck and stood on my tiptoes. He pulled away, took my hand in his, led me out the door and said "come on, I'll take you to meet the guys"

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Hey there! I'd just like to say thank you for all the comments, follows and votes, it's amazing... You're amazing! And to say thanks, because so many people commented and inboxed me about it, I'm going to run a competition for James and Connor's girlfriends! So just comment who you want to be with and I'll add you to the list! :) it will end by the time I've written the chapter featuring the boys. Also if you have any ideas of how you'd like to meet them as future girlfriend, hit me up! (: ps sorry for rambling on <3