Who knows? (The Vamps Bradley Will Simpson fan fiction)

Chapter 28~Way to ruin the date

I was on my phone sitting at Brad's desk taking a break from revision, but I've been on this break for a few hours now. I must say I never really stalked myself online but it's kind of hard when you're all that everyone is talking about. So I have found Jade's Twitter, and things have changed ever since this morning. Jade has sent multiple tweets confirming our friendship and the only reason I came up to Birmingham was to give back Brad's phone which I had 'stolen' from him. She has tweeted me direct hate comments and belittled me. Now I'm the no 1 talked about in the UK on Twitter. I'm pretty sure it's not hard to miss all the hate comments I have been getting especially the fact that people are now talking about how set up my win was. As one of these tweets read ' She's just a complete bitch that acts fake af to get her way. Not everyone's mother and father are millionaires from the fashion industry. She can think that Brad is all hers if she wants until Brad realizes that she is a fake ass bitch who can't even spell HELLO'
"Hello?" Brad walked into the room with a silent knock on the door.
"Hey, come in" I replied, looking at him.
"Erm, Natalie invited me to the friendly date..." I broke him off with a little laughter.
"Her little brother on the same date, oh that is funny"
" Yeah it took a bit of arguing and convincing but it worked out fine"
He came and sat beside me on his bed.
"But err, I wanted to ask if you'd be my date for the dinner" he smiled taking hold of my hand.
"What?" I laughed, "well let me think about it" I laughed. I turned around and smiled. "Lets see, Bradley Will Simpson. Kind? I think so. Funny? Could work on that. Romantic?Not sure yet. Caring? Majority of the time. Good looking?... Good looking? Brad are you good looking?" I asked him.
"Handsomest out of every one" he winked.
"Even better looking than David Beckham?" I asked.
"David Beckham is an old fella you're looking for someone like me" he assured me.
"Oh, well then let's see... Yep, I'll be your date" I smiled giving him a hug. He leaned in for a kiss and I turned my cheek to his lips. "Don't get cheeky" I warned him. He pulled me on to the bed, trying to kiss my lips. I pushed him off me. "Don't. I have standards you haven't met yet" I smiled, but what I said was no lie, Alfie was my first boyfriend and he met my standards at the time. I can't just let Brad in and reck me, my mind doesn't work like that. He looked at me, he was offended by what I said but he was moving too fast for me. It's only been a few months that Alfie and I broke up.
"Really?" He questioned me and I looked at him again. I chuckled at him under my breath.
"Brad, you got your kiss. That's all you're getting any time soon" I turned my attention back onto my buzzing phone.
"What?!" He laughed, "you're kidding me right?" I remained silent. "How long have I known you for? Long enough for us to be on our 10th date and get laid a few times" What he said shocked me.
"Excuse me? I have only known you for like 4 days. Besides, I'm sorry you're getting me confused with other girls but I have standards, if you want a fuck buddy surely I'm not the one you're asking for" I stood up, chucked my phone back on the bed and walked out of the room.
"Wait, Jessica that's not what I meant!" I heard him shout after me.
"That's what came out of your mouth though, didn't it?" I replied going downstairs to hang out with Natalie. I was so sick and tired of people complaining about me. Twitter was getting to my head and I didn't know how to control it. All I could feel was the hate people were spreading. Brad telling me that I'm too slow with my dating shit made me feel even worse. I can't cope with depression and anxiety and all this on top, it's making me go crazy.