Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

Imbecile.

Its a normal Saturday with the lads and we've been out for not too long now.

We decided to walk to the arena where they rehearse at from all the way to the hotel we're staying. Its not that far though, only a few blocks away.

Nevertheless, its 5pm and the wind is so refreshing. No mobbing fans, no annoying paps, just us. Do they even know The Vamps are here?

Brad and I are walking together, hand in hand as we followed behind the boys.

"Hey Y/N, check this out!" Connor blurts out running beside me with his phone in his hand.

Its funny fail video of a group of friends being dipshits and getting karmas after. Both of us laughed in sync, as I took a tight hold of Brad's hand if he's fine. Knowing he is, he shots me up a smile.

"Hilarious!" I laughed.
"I'm going to share it." Said Con walking back to the boys.

I scootched closer to Brad, kissing the back of his hand that I'm holding as he kissed my forehead.

"I love you." He coos, grinning.

"I don't." I smirked, teasing him.

"You what?" He said in shocked.

"I said I don't." I repeated, with the same smile on my face.

"You're such a bitch." He giggles, taking a tight grip of my hand.

"Excuse me?" I laughed sarcastically, but I'm only joking.

"Yea? I'm only kidding." He was about to lean in to peck my lips but I backed away. He furrowed his eyebrows in a questioningly look.

"What ya playing at?" He tilted his head to the side.

"No kisses." I replied.

"What? Why not? What'd I do now?" He whined.

"You called me a bitch."

"No, I was only joking around. Come on." He leaned in and I put my right hand to his face, covering it and trying to push it aside.

"Not until you take it back." I stated.

"I won't." He said proudly and letting go of my hand. Then suddenly, he's nowhere of sight.

I turned around looking for him, to only see him on one of the railings putting his legs up on the top.

"What are you doing?" I ran over him.

"I'm doing... Motivation." He scolded.

"For what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You, for letting me down." He said.

"Get out of there, you idiot!" I said in amusement.

"Not until you give me a kiss." He reasoned with a sly smile.

"And why would I?"

"Because you love me."

"I already told you earlier, I don't." I teased.

"Then I won't leave this spot." He shrugged.

The boys might've got into the arena already as they had disappeared to wherever god knows.

I stared at Brad who's playing tough at this game as he tucks his hands inside his coat pockets, rolling his eyes at me.

I let out a long sigh giving up and saying, "Fine." As I pecked his lips. It was quick, but sweet.

A grin was playing on his face slyly as he shooked his head;

"Unsatisfied." He whispered.

Ugh. Why now? On public! You cheeky boi.

I leaned in for another, this time, its long and passionate. The world and people surrounds us faded like we're just two and our lips brushed for more as if we don't want to let go.

He finally settled down, as he slid his arms to my waist and did the same to his neck, still in smooch.

But got interrupted when someone tapped both of our shoulders and the man cough ever so lightly.

"I hate PDAs, so please hurry the hell up? Yeah?" It was Connor, looking boredly in disgust.

"You're so bitter." Brad laughs.

And I can see the arena was so visible and we're almost there.

"I'm gonna tell Joe!" Con ran as fast as he could as Brad chases him.

"No! Con! You bastard!" Brad yelled running after him.

I shooked my head then smiled at the thought of him. How come did I fell in love with this dork? He's driving me nuts.

I hurried myself up to James and Tristan who's still waking. I don't wanna left behind.

"Hello lads." I greeted.
"Hello Y/N." They both smiled. But then, Tristan stares at me. I look up and gave him a confusing look.

"What."
"You're so lucky to have Bradley." He spoke.

I do ship Tradley, but is he serious right now?

"You're perfect for him." He added.

"Thanks." I shyly said as I blushed.

"Thank you for making him happy. He's so stuck with you,
Y/N." James entered.

"He is?" I asked.

"Yes, and don't let him go." They warned.

"I will never. I love him too much to do such a thing." I admitted.

"Well, you better. I don't wanna see my Bradley looking broken." Tristan gave me a look. Awe.

"I promise." I laughed.

"He's such an idiot though. He can get everything he wants, I don't even know how you manage him." He blurted out.

"Yeah, my idiot."

I've never been so in love with a sincere boy before. And its Brad, I know it's him. He's the one. And I would never regret falling in love with him more and more. ❤