Chapter 17

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Olivia's POV
School was over, so Brad walked me home and now I was on my bed. I was only texting Skye the details of last night when I found myself interrupted about every two seconds with a new follower notification on Twitter. More of Brad's fans. I quickly go to Twitter and make my profile private. It's not that I hate the fans or anything, but I'm just a very private person and I'd like to keep my tweets between friends and family. I remove the fan accounts who had already followed me from my newly private account and turn off notifications to continue texting Skye. A few minutes later I get a snapchat from Brad.

"Accept my follow request on Twitter 💃🏼"

"Text me on I message 1(~~~)~~~-~~~~" I reply giving him my number.

After he's read it, I add him as a contact on I Message and reply to his earlier text.

" sorry by the way, I'm private and I turned notifications off"

" it's alright, unless you went private so that I couldn't follow you 😂"

"You're not that special 😴"

"Ouch 😑"

"😂"

"Well? Can't find my name through the long list?"

"What long list?"

"I know all the fans followed you, it happens every time. That's why you should get off private"

"Actually that's the reason I went private in the first place, I want my privacy 😁"

Brads POV
When I found out she was private, I sent her a text to find out why. I've had lots of girls try to go out with me for the fame, so don't blame me for having trust issues. I believed her when she said she didn't know the band, but I wasn't sure what her reaction was to it. I mean she seemed rather interested in it so I just wanted to know if she was like the others with an ulterior motive, although I hoped she wasn't. Then she told me she wanted to keep her privacy and I knew that she just liked me. Not Brad from the Vamps, Bradley Will Simpson. She wasn't in it for the fame, she was in it for me. And that just made me like her even more.

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