Can We Dance - The Vamps Brad Fanfic

Wildheart - Chapter Two (The Vamps Brad Fanfic

Chapter 2

The day was great you spent the day singing, dancing, laughing, joking and messing about. When it came to shooting the final scene you were hit by a pang of jealous as Brad walked past you and to another girl and sang to her, playing with her hair and kissing her the same way he had kissed you, but you just brushed it off and danced on.

"That's a wrap guys, thanks everyone you've been fabulous!" The director of the video called through a megaphone and everyone began to leave, you walked out to your car hugging James, Tristan and Connor on the way out, you didn't know where Brad was so you left.

You were walking to your car reading your twitter feeds and your ask.fm. More hate, great. You were surprised when you heard Brad's voice singing, you look around you looking for him then noticing him leant against your car.

"I talk a lot of shh when I'm drinking baby

I'm known to go a little too fast

Don't mind all my friends I know their all crazy

But there the only friends that I have"

"I know I don't know you but I'd like to

Skip the small talk and romance girl

That's all I have to say, so baby can we dance?"

He wrapped his arms round your body kissing you before singing again

"Here we go again, another drink I'm caving in

Stupid words keep falling from my mouth

You know that I mean well

My hands remember somewhere else

Your eyes are doing naughty butterflies

Another drink and I should go

Maybe she might like me though

I just can think of what to say, should I go" He kisses you again spinning me round. He puts you down and you hold his hands.

"Bradley Simpson your crazy." You laugh

"Crazy for you (Y/N), I have an idea, everyone's gone home but we can still use the house. How about we use this as a first date?"

You heart flutters "Lets go" Before You knew it you were getting a piggyback from Brad and he was running back to the house.

You went to the kitchen where there was still food and vodka bottles everywhere so you helped ourselves to that, you were sat on the countertop and Brad came and stood between you legs and as he went to kiss you, you grabbed the squirty cream and spray it in his face before running upstairs and standing on the far side of the ball filled bedroom.

"(Y/N) I'm gonna get you for that, you better be ready."

As he walked through the door you threw a ball at him and it hit his head and he threw one back and you carry on throwing them at each other like children till one hits you in the eye.

"Ow, shit I cant see." You put a hand over your eye.

Brad waded through the balls to you taking your hand off your eye and kissing your forehead.

You grinned "Haha gotcha" and you pushing him into the balls laughing as he fell not realising he had hold of your hand so you fall on top of him.

"You're a bad girl (Y/N)" Brad said slyly

"We'll your song says you're a bad boy, so we suit.."

Your lips meet again but this time the kiss was longer and more passionate, the nerves you had this morning were long gone. Brad pulled away groaning pulling a ball out from under him.

"Babe can we move, this is painful" You get up pulling him up as he holds your waist "Now where were we."

You kiss him softly pulling him on the bed on top of you "Now do you remember?"

Brad looks at you "Oh yes" He kisses your neck.

Later that night you realised what Brad meant by you better be ready.

You woke up the next morning to find Brad sat on the windowsill playing his guitar singing to himself, you walked over to him wrapping your arms round him from behind and whispered "Was that wild enough for you?" You kissed his neck before he replied. "You've definitely got a wild heart (Y/N)."