Ain't Just A Normal Fan || A Bradley Simpson FanFic

2. Livestream

"THEY'RE on their way." Connor informed me.

We're already here in Con's pad and he's making us frappes. I smiled at him.

"Need help?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm good." He answered right away.

I snapped a picture of Connor holding the blender. And upload it in Instagram.

'Special frappes for the gang, made by @imcalledconnor. Yum! @wearethevamps'

"Make sure I don't look ugly in there." Con said.

"You never did in any of your photos." I winked.

"I gotta wanna, I only wanna, I gotta gotta, I gotta be with–" I tried to sing.

"Brad." Connor interrupted.

"Tsh." I just plainly reacted.

"I heard my name."

We both turned our heads to the kitchen door and there stood my one and only love, Bradley Simpson.

"Hey. Where are the others?" Connor asked.

He walked towards the counter and wrapped his arms around me. Keep it cool, Kate. Keel yourself together.

"They're on their way. Just stopped somewhere to buy something for– oh, you." Brad stared at me.

"I see." Connor said.

"What's the flavor?" Brad asked Con, unwrapping his arms around me and leaning closer to the counter. Connor poured the shake to the glasses.

Happiness and fulfillment are short-lived, Katelyn.

"Sweet Caramel." Con answered.

"I know why." Brad stated. Two guys looked at me simultaneously.

"It's not my fault if it's my favorite." I shrugged.

We heard a knock on the door. "I'll get it." I volunteered.

"No. It might be a killer or something." Brad said. "Stay here."

I did what he told me to do. I don't know if I should be laughing at him or I should be delighted.

"Brad's high today. Is it because of you?" Connor teased me. Me? Oh please.

"I'm not a drug, Con." I defended, trying to hide my blush.

"If you say so." He shrugged, adding the whip cream on the top.

"Katelyyyyyyyyyyyyn!" I heard James as he roared my name.

I turned around to see him as he rans up to me and pulled me to a bear hug.

"Whoa!" I gasped as he carried me and swung me around. He put me down after a spin or two. The rest of the guys were just laughing.

"How are you?" He asked me, putting his arms around my shoulders.

"Better, now that you're here." I answered with a smile.

"How about me? Come on, give me a hug." Tristan interrupted.

I chuckled and walked towards him. "Hey you." I hugged his chest.