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Brad imagines for all of you ❤
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The Vamps were currently touring around Europe and they had a couple of days off right now while in Paris. The first night off the whole team went for a fancy meal and just walked around Paris together. Last night, you and your boyfriend Brad went to do more shopping and then want to the Eiffel Tower before having a romantic meal together. Today you had bought tickets for the two of you to go to Disneyland for the day.
"The bus is gonna be here in 5 minutes, Brad, hurry up." You whined, sitting on the bed and watching Brad mess with his hair for the hundredth time. He always took longer than you to get ready.
"Brad, your hair looks fine... Cinderella will be impressed," you laughed. Earlier, while you were getting ready, Brad told you that when he was younger he had a crush on Cinderella.
"She better be," Brad laughed back. "Okay, let's go then."
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After an hour bus ride from the hotel you were staying you finally arrived in the park.
"Where do you want to go first?" You asked Brad, grinning.
"How about this ride?" Brad said, pointing to Space Mountain. You just nodded in reply as he took your hand and led towards the ride.
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"Want to get something to eat now?" Brad asked after a couple of hours of going round on rides and meeting different characters.
"Yeah, where do you want to go?" You replied, searching for places to eat nearby on the map.
"There." Brad said, pointing towards the 'Auberge de Cendrillon', not daring to say its name because he was most likely going to pronounce it wrong.
"Why there?"
"Cinderella..." Brad mumbled so quietly that you could barely hear him.
"Oh yeah, come on then. We might even meet her!" You laughed, pretending you were speaking to a young 7 year old girl by putting on a fake excited voice.
"Shut up, [Y/N]... You're being mean." Brad laughed, wrapping his arm around you again before walking the right direction.
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It was now the end of the night, you and Brad had spent the whole day and evening in the park. When you had met Cinderella at the restaurant Brad was grinning like an idiot, which you thought was very cute.
You were now standing waiting for the parade to start. You had been to Disneyland before and this had always been your favourite bit; seeing all the characters walk past and then the fireworks over the castle at the end.
"Let me take a photo of you before the parade starts, [Y/N]." Brad said, getting his phone out of his jacket pocket.
"Ew no," you complained, "Get a photo of the fireworks later on."
"No, I want a photo of you. Not fireworks. You're more beautiful than any firework."
"Thanks," you laughed. "Kind of a strange compliment but thanks."
"Let me take your picture?" Brad asked again, grinning.
"Fine." You agreed as he lifted his phone and you smiled, waiting for him to take the picture.
"No, you have to put your ears on..." Brad said, taking the Minnie Mouse ears you had bought from the shop and putting them on your head.
"Wow thanks, now I look like a 7 year old." You laughed, just as Brad took the picture.
"Perfect." Brad said putting his phone away. He put his arm around you and kissed you on the forehead, just as the parade started.
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It was around midnight and you and Brad were making your way back to the hotel by the bus. Brad was typing away at his phone for what felt like forever.
"What're you doing?" You asked, out of pure boredom.
"Nothing," Brad grinned.
"Lemme see Brad." You said, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion and leaning to look at his screen. He turned it away before tapping and then locking his phone.
"Go on Instagram and you'll see for yourself," Brad laughed slightly, turning away from you and staring out the window.
You were confused but took out your phone and went to Instagram. The first post that came up on your feed was posted by Brad. You expected it to be a photo of him and Cinderella or of the fireworks but as you scrolled down you saw it was the photo of you standing waiting for the parade to start, laughing with the Minnie Mouse ears on.
"Fuck sake Bradley," you laughed, hitting him slightly on the arm.
He smirked, "It's cute, [Y/N]. Read the caption."
"[Y/N] and I spent the day at Disneyland. All day I was wanting to find Cinderella because she's always been a personal favourite of mine since I was younger (I beg) but then when I took this photo of [Y/N] before the parade started (which was awesome by the way) I realised that she's more beautiful than any Disney (or real life) princess could be..." You muttered to yourself while reading.
"Bradley! That is so cute!" You sighed, "I love you so much."
