“Can you put it on room 201 please?” James asked the waiter.
“Sure no problem sir.” He responded.
We had put it on Fin, Dean, and Joe’s tab because it’s easier to have everything in one place and then split it.
We got up from the table and walked back up to our rooms. I had ordered a chicken salad and mango sorbet for desert, which was delicious.
We had arranged to meet at 8:50 in Brad and James’ room for the twitcam, so we all walked back to our shared rooms. James and Brad reached their room first as they were number200 but Tris, Con, Sophie and I had to walk a bit further to get to our rooms.
Sophie took out the key from her bag and unlocked the door when we had arrived. The first thing I did was jump onto my bed and watch TV.
I found E4 and we watched some Big Bang Theory. We didn’t have a lot of time before the twitcam, but before we went to Brad and James’ room, all I did was touch up my makeup and go to the toilet. Sophie did the same, and we brought the key and our phones, and walked to room 200.
I knocked on the door, and a few seconds later Brad opened it. He invited us in, apologising for the mess and we shut the door behind us.
“Bradley Simpson. How can you live like this?” I heard James say.
Sophie and I walked over to where the voice was coming from, and saw James frantically cleaning up the room in disgust.
Laughing, we sat on one of the beds.
There was another knock on the door and Brad went to open it. It was Tris and Connor.
“Sorry we’re late.” Connor started, “Someone took ages making sure their hair was perfect.” He rolled his eyes.
Tris ignored him and went over to Brad’s laptop which was on the table infront of the beds and looked through twitter.
“Dean, Joe and Fin aren’t going to be here because they are getting things ready for tomorrow.” Said Brad.
“Oh, so who is going to set this up then?” Tris turned around at everyone, looking concerned.
“We can do it.” I said, gesturing to Sophie and I.
“Siickkk.” Said Connor in his Scottish accent.
Sophie and I went over to the laptop and tested the webcam. We put up the volume of the microphone and tested the wifi because we didn’t want it to cut out whilst the twitcam was on.
Everything seemed to be fine, and at 9:04 the boys went live.
Sophie and I sat out of the view of the webcam and watched from aside. The boys talked about the single, as usual and played some games and answered questions.
“Okay so the next question is…” Brad began, “Is it true that you have two of your friends with you?”
“But all my friends are here!” Tris laughed and pulled everyone into a hug.
We all knew that that wasn’t what the question was really asking, and Brad said:
“Yeah we do indeed. We have Emily and Sophie. Wave to the camera guys.”
Sophie and I stuck out our hands and waved and you could just about see them in the corner of the video.
The guys finished the twitcam about 45 minutes later. It was loads of fun and throughout it, Sophie and I were going through the Band mentions on twitter and replying, favouriting and retweeting things. It was great fun.
“Does everyone want to watch a movie?” Tris suggested.
Everyone nodded and Tris looked on lovefilm for a movie that no one had seen or hadn’t seen recently.
Much to Sophie’s distress we decided on Insidious 2.
I gestured to Sophie that we should go and lie on the bed with the guys and she followed me.
There were two single beds, and we pushed them together to make it easier for everyone to squish in. Tristan was on the end on the left and then Brad was next to him, then me, then Sophie then James and then Con.
Sophie had persisted that I sat next to her so that she could hide in me and hold my hand.
When we were all under the sheets, Tris pulled the laptop closer and we started the movie.
****
The movie had about 30 minutes left and it was reaching an extremely terrifying part.
Sophie squealed and grabbed my hand, which was probably broken because of the lack of blood in it as Sophie had been constantly holding it for almost the entire movie.
“Go hold someone else’s hand.” I shrugged her off.
She looked at me with a sad expression but I turned away from her and carried on watching the movie.
*Martha would have been much better company. I thought to myself*
****
I jumped and Brad’s hand squeezed mine. I felt his sweaty palm in mine and my heart beat even faster.
****
The movie ended, and Brad and I were still holding hands under the covers. I looked to my left and Sophie was buried in her knees. I laughed and she looked up at me.
“Were you scared?” I asked her.
“Maybe…” She said.
I elbowed her and she tried to lean to her left so that she could avoid me, but she rolled too much and couldn’t control herself and fell into James’ lap.
“I’m so sorry.” She stuttered and sat up.
“It’s okay.” James replied, calmly.
I turned around to find Brad staring at me.
“Yes…?” I smiled.
“You are still holding my hand.” He whispered.
“You were the one that started it, by grabbing mine.” I muttered back.
“Liar.” He winked.
“Ohh what are you guys whispering about?” Tris put his head in Brad’s lap and grinned at us from below.
I pulled my hand away from Brad’s and got out of the bed.
“We should probably be going to bed.” I said.
“Aww do you have to?” Tris whined.
“Sorry.” Sophie replied whilst clambering out of the bed and standing next to me.
“See you guys tomorrow.” We said, and went back to our rooms.
We changed into our pyjamas, took off our make-up and climbed into our beds.
Sophie turned on the TV and picked Family Guy. I didn’t see her obsession with it, and it didn’t seem very good so I just went on my phone.
It vibrated as I was just about to scroll through my photos, as per usual.
It was a text message.
Brad: “Miss you already. Bxxx”
I smiled and replied back with: “Go to sleep you big baby.”
He replied back a few minutes later.
Brad: “Night Em. See you tomorrow. Bxxxx”
“Night Bradley…” I mumbled.
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R U Mine? - The Vamps Fanfiction
FanficEmily and Brad have been friends for ages, but they haven't seen each other for a long time because of Brad's success with his band, "The Vamps". One day when they meet up though, things seem different...