Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

1D Fangirl.

So sorry if any of you aren't a fan.. x

You had been dating Brad way before The Vamps had started and you had stuck with him through everything. He was forever telling you how grateful he was to have you in his life, and how nothing he could do would be able to repay you for how supportive you had been. He always said how you had to deal with a lot with him being away, the fans and the media.

When he mentioned to you that the band was going on tour with One Direction he knew how ecstatic you would be for him. It was a massive opportunity for the band and they knew they had to take it. Brad also knew you were a massive fan of One Direction, so he arranged for you to come along to one of their meetings before tour started to meet them.

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You couldn't put into words how nervous you were to meet One Direction. You had been a massive fan of them since you could ever remember and although you hated to admit it you knew almost everything about them. You reminded yourself to say calm and not to act crazy in front of them, seen as Brad was going to be touring with them and you didn't want to make things awkward from him.

The car stopped in front of a enormous, glass skyscraper and Brad opened the door to get out. You got out after him and looked around you; you had no idea where you were but it was somewhere in the middle of London.

"We better hurry, we're kinda late. Promise you won't freak out when you meet them though, Y/N?" Brad laughed, although you could tell there was a hint of concern in his voice.

"Of course I won't, relax Brad." You laughed back, but you weren't completely sure how you were going to act yourself. You followed Brad into the building and he took your hand before going into the elevator.

Once you arrived on the correct floor you had to walk through a couple of doors before Brad stopped in front of one marked 'Meeting Room 4′.

"Ready?" He grinned. You just nodded in reply, fearing if you opened your mouth you would say something stupid and make him change his mind.

Brad opened the door and everyone's eyes turned to look at you two. You scanned the room and saw the familiar faces of Connor, James and Tristan and a couple of the crew before seeing the 4 boys you had been waiting to meet.

"Guys, this is Y/N; my girlfriend." Brad grinned as Harry, Liam, Louis and Niall all stood up to greet you both.

"Lovely to meet you, Y/N. I'm Harry." Harry smiled at you, giving you a hug.

"Oh, I know, I'm a big fan of you guys." You blurted out and immediately regretted saying anything.

As soon as you said it you quickly turned to Brad who hit his face with his hand before laughing. You looked at Connor, James and Tristan and they were smirking, trying to hold back the laughter.

"That's cool, how long have you been a fan for?" Niall asked once you had greeted them all with a hug and had sat down between Brad and Harry.

"Quite a while. I actually used to have posters of you on my bedrooms walls," you laughed then suddenly stopped. You couldn't believe what you were doing.

"Oh, that's awesome. So quite a big fan then?" Louis laughed, looking around at the other boys who also had amused expressions on their faces.

"Yeah, pretty big." You muttered, you wanted the ground to swallow you whole.

"Quick question, Y/N." Louis grinned leaning in, "Would you say you were a bigger fan of us... Or The Vamps?"

"Oooh, careful Y/N." Connor added, causing everyone to laugh.

You felt everyone's eyes on you and you couldn't help but blush.

"Probably, um... Oh, I don't know. Probably One Direction, yeah." You smiled softly, looking between the two bands.

"We obviously need to have a talk when we get home," Brad joked, shaking his head.

Once the laughter had died down and the conversation had been changed to the tour you turned to look at Brad and he looked upset. You nudged his leg with yours and he looked up to you before shaking his head and looking away again. You were confused to what was wrong but decided to leave it and not bother to cause a scene in front of everyone.

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Brad hadn't spoken to you when the meeting had finished or in the car home. Once he opened the door to your shared flat he stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door. You knew there was no use following him, it wouldn't solve anything so you just waited until he had calmed down.

Half an hour later Brad shuffled through to the living room and sat down on the same couch as you, even though he was further away than usual. You turned to look at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying.

"What's happened, Brad?" You sighed, crossing your legs and turning to face him.

"You don't like our band?" He muttered, looking down.

"What? Of course I do, why would you think that?!" You replied, shocked that he even thought that.

"Earlier in the meeting... You said you preferred One Direction to us."

"That doesn't mean I don't like your music! I love it, Brad. I just meant that I felt like more of a fan to them, it's not as personal as you guys. I don't get to see them everyday like I do with you. It feels more like their artists rather than my boyfriend and my friends." You explained, rolling your eyes slightly and laughing.

"Really?" Brad sighed, looking up finally. You could see his eyes were red so you knew he had been crying or at least rubbing at them.

"Really, Brad. I love you, and your band. Why has this gotten you so upset?" You furrowed your eyebrows together, this wasn't normal for Brad.

"Would you leave me for one of them if you had the chance? Harry texted earlier to say how nice it was to meet you and how he would love to catch up with us anytime, I think he likes you." Brad mumbled, his eyes going crazy scanning your face.

"Of course I wouldnt. Oh my god, is that what you were worried about? Me going off with Harry? I would never do that. He's not you, and all I want is you. Plus, by the sounds of things he doesn't just want to hang out with just me... He wants to hang out with you too. He's just being friendly Brad."

"Good, and yes. I know how good looking they all are, and I know he's your favourite. I'm sorry. It sounds so stupid now. And yeah, you're probably right. I think I just look too far into things and it was worrying me before he texted, so I guess it kinda added to it." He sighed, moving closer to you as you wrapped your arms around him.

"They aren't half as good looking as you." You replied, kissing the top of his head. "Please know that I would never leave you. I can't deny that hearing Harry wants to hang out with us is brilliant news, though. Please can we?"

"Of course we can." Brad laughed, sitting up and pressing a kiss to your lips. "You're the best, you know that."

"I've been told a couple of times." You winked, kissing him again.