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Everyone assumes that when you're famous dating becomes easier and finding someone who you're interested in and who's also interested in you is simple, but that definitely isn't the case. You had been single for many years before finding someone who you actually shown an interest in, and to your surprised he'd shown it right back.
As you were a famous singer, meeting The Vamps wasn't a surprising event. You both preformed in the same genre of music so therefore went to all the same award shows, festivals and general events. You had gotten to know each of them pretty well after meeting a couple of times, but you always had a soft spot for the lead singer; Brad. Somehow he felt the same way about you and eventually asked you out on a date, which you of course said yes to.
It was the night of your date, a couple of weeks after Brad had asked you out. You had been texting him ever since and were glad to find out how much you had in common with each other and got along. By the looks of things you had nothing to be nervous about for tonight, but that didn't stop you freaking out about every single tiny detail, right down to if the shoes you were wearing were good enough.
You were quickly snapped out of your thoughts by your apartment doorbell ringing. You looked yourself over in the mirror, flattening down your dress one last time before quickly walking to the door and taking a deep breath before opening it. Brad was standing, wearing a blazer, shirt and smart trousers, looking a million times more handsome than he ever did... Which you thought was impossible.
"Wow... Y/N you look absolutely gorgeous!" Brad grinned at you, looking you up and down before his eyes landed on yours.
"Thank you Bradley, you look brilliant!" You returned the compliment, feeling yourself blush slightly under the gaze he was giving you.
-Brad had insisted on taking you to a restaurant in London where he's always wanted to go. You had never been before, so you were both trying something new. The meal went perfectly and you thought the date couldn't have been any better than it was. Brad was hilarious and such a lovely guy that you were either laughing or swooning over him the majority of the night; not that he minded though, he loved having your attention on him. He thought you were completely breathtaking and if it was up to him, he would have stayed talking and laughing with you for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately the night had to come to an end and as much as you had insisted on paying for your half of the meal Brad wouldn't let you and paid the whole thing. Although you didn't want to seem like you were sponging of him or incapable of paying for things yourself you were flattered to have him treat you for the night.
As soon as you both stepped out of the restaurant, arms linked together, you were bombarded by camera's flashing in your eyes. You kept your head down and avoided looking directly into the flashes as Brad took led and headed towards his car.
