Maybe Next Time Around (The Vamps Fanfic)

Chapter Two

Two updates in one day, how do you feel? ;) Anyways, I just wanted to say, that i'll be bringing Harry Styles into the story somewhere.. idek where, I just want him in it so yeah.

- Ellie // Twitter: @ffsgrier Tumblr: h-rmed

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I thought about his question before replying with ''Uh yeah.. I mean, I guess I could..''

I don't know why but I suddenly felt nervous. What if the other guys didn't like me? What if they were just acting and when I was out of the room, they'd tell Brad, to tell me to fuck off. Well my thoughts were proven wrong, when the 4 guys engulfed me, in a big hug. I laughed and then said ''Um guys, you're crushing me.'' Then I continued ''You know I still don't know your names?'' I said, suddenly remembering. ''Well..'' Brad started. ''That's Tristan'' he said, pointing to the tallest guy, with the dirty blonde hair and the bright blue eyes. ''That's James'' he said, pointing to the second tallest guy, who also had blonde hair and the greenish-blue eyes. And lastly ''That's Connor'' he said, pointing to the smallest guy out of all of them, who had blonde hair and also blue eyes. I was about to say something, when a blonde slutty girl, walked into the room.

I kind of just sat there glaring at her, she was wearing a black mini-skirt, that barely covered her ass might I add, and white high heels, as well as a white tank top, with a bright pink bra underneath. wow way to be discrete. i thought to myself. I was snapped out of my thoughts, by a rather high pitched voice saying:

''And what is that?''

It was only until I actually looked up, that the girl was infact, pointing to me. I suddenly felt, all this rage and anger, boil up inside of me. That. What the fuck does she mean? That.

''Excuse me?'' I said in a rather harsh tone.

This time, she was looking me straight in the eye, right infront of my face.

''I said and what is that?'' She said.

''Well excuse me.. but who the fuck are you? and who gave you the right to even say anything about me. I mean, I might not be the best looking girl ever, but you're trying to hard. If that skirt got any shorter, I just might see an ass chee-'' I ranted, but was cut short by her hand connecting with my cheek.

''No one ever talks to me like that ever.'' She said, angrily.

''Well clearly someone should.'' I retorted.

I was thinking about getting up and punching that stupid bitch right in the face.. but I have only just moved in here and well it's not exactly a first good impression to Tristan, James and Connor.

''Can you just stop it?'' Brad said, looking at the blonde girl.

''ME?'' She said, raising her voice. ''It was her, she started all of it. I didn't even do anything babe.''

''Well clearly you did.'' I said, as I got up.

''Um.. can one of you show me the room, that i'm gonna be staying in?'' I said, trying to get out of this situation, as quickly as possible.

''Uh yeah, I will..'' Tristan said, sensing my eagerness to leave.

We quickly got up and Tristan showed me to my room. It was at the end of the corridoor, to the left, was Brad's room, and to the right was Tristan's room. Connor's and James' rooms, must be over the other side or something..

My room had white walls, white bed sheets, white drawers.. basically everything was white, except for the laminate flooring.

''She's a bitch isn't she'' Tristan said laughing.

''She sure is.'' I said, as I sat on my bed.

Tristan soon came over and sat next to me.

''What she said, was pretty out of order.. I don't even know why she's like that. As much as we try to tell Brad, he just always sees the best in her, and whenever we tell him something that she has done, he never believes us and says and i quote 'she wouldn't do that, she's a nice girl'.. Well clearly, she's not nice and he has just witnessed that with his own eyes.'' Tristan said.

''Thank you.'' I said, looking straight at him.

''For what?'' He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

''I don't know.. helping me I guess? you got me out of there before I could punch her in the face.. and well you don't see Brad, in here, asking me if i'm okay.. He's too busy, probably sucking that girls face off. What's her name anyway?'' I asked.

''Louise. She's a model I think.. So she kinda thinks she's better than everybody else.'' Tristan said.

''Well, what she thinks and what she actually is, are clearly two different things.'' I said, feeling slightly aggrivated, by her cocky, arrogant attitude.

|| 2 hours later ||

We were all currently spread out, on the three couches, that were in the living room.

I was sitting in between Tristan and Connor on one couch, Brad and Louise were snuggled up on the other and James was sprawled out on the last one. I was currently wearing Connor's joggers and a white t-shirt, due to the fact, that we decided it would be best if I brought all my stuff over tomorrow, since it was getting late. And well, I don't think miss bitch-a-lot, would let me borrow anything of hers. And obviously, Tristan's and James' clothes wouldn't fit me, like they'd be baggy as fuck.. And well Brad's.. I don't really plan on wearing any of his clothes again, any time soon..

Suddenly the room was pitch black, and the words ''The Conjuring'' flashed onto the screen.

Oh fuck no. Brad knows I hate scary movies, why would he even put this on.

Throughout almost the whole movie, I was sat there covering my face with a pillow and covering my ears. That was until, I felt someones arm, creep around my waist and pull me closer. I looked up, to see Connor smiling at me. I suddenly felt better, I mean, If that crazy ass ghost, came into this room. Connor would be here to protect me.. right?

Suddenly, on the movie, two hands appeared out of no where and clapped. I swear to god, I have never crapped myself so much in my life. I was practically almost on Connor's head.. but actually I just had my head, buried into his neck, with my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes again, I looked over to see that, Miss bitch-a-lot was sleeping, as was James, Tristan's eyes kept closing, but he weren't quite asleep yet, Connor was snoring lightly above me and Brad well.. I think he was awake? I could just about make out, through the dark, that his eyes were open and he was glaring at me. He slowly got up and made his way over to me, he pulled my arm and whispered ''I need to talk to you.'' In my ear.

We slowly crept out of the living room, into the kitchen, trying not to wake anyone.

After I had flicked the light on, and my eyes had re-adjusted, to the lighting change, I said:

''What is it?''

He just sort of stood there, staring at the ground, which somehow appeared to be more interesting than me. I mean, he called me out here, so why was he suddenly being like this?

''I'm sorry.'' He said, blankly.

He slowly made his way over to me, and placed his hand over my left cheek. I felt all of the emotions, I used to feel for him, rush through me, all at once.. but that's when it hit me. He had a girlfriend? As much as I hated her, he was still dating her, and I didn't really wanna ruin that. Well.. I did but I couldn't just move in here, and ruin everything.

I was about to turn away, when Brad starting leaning in, closer and closer, to my face.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door.

''What are you doing?'' They asked.

Omg it was...

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Well, probably gonna be updating tomorrow or something, not too sure but I hope you have enjoyed it so far :)

- Ellie // Twitter: @ffsgrier Tumblr: h-rmed