The soundtrack of Wake up lowered as the song ended.
It was incredible.
"How are you, sexy people?" Brad shouted into the mic as it echoed around the arena.
I could get used to this.
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Through out the start of the concert you could tell Brad was looking at the wow pit the most.
Yet he hasn't spotted me, I found it a bit too hilarious. Of course not as funny as Sian found it. God help that challenged girl.
Connor had spotted us, however he enjoyed Brad looking like a dipshit as well.
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The arena had died down as the boys were talking.
This is where Georgia thought she would be funny.
"I love you Bradders!" She shouted mimicking me almost perfectly. Then within seconds shooting behind me not to be seen by Brad.
Of course Bradley turned, and saw me, not her. His face lit up.
"Absolute, bitch." I muttered loud enough for her to hear.
"Love you too, babe." He winked jokingly.
My cheeks couldn't get any pinker if they got painted.
Connor, seeing the whole thing, was in fits of laughter.
"Excuse me a second Bradley, but what about Tradley?" Tristan said grabbing the mic across from his drum kit.
I muttered a Oh God, and face palmed.
"Sorry trissy, you know I love you too much." Brad jogged across the back of the stage towards Tristan and hugged him.
The crowd screamed endlessly.
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It grew nearer to the end of the night.
Brad was about to do a piano version of wild heart.
The piano got lifted from underneath the stage, and Brad started to sit down.
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Brad started playing the piano perfectly, it sent shivers down my spine then brought tears to my eyes.
My eyes were staring at Brad in awe. Soon enough his eyes connected with mine and they locked with each other.
The moment was so perfect.
I stood admiring him. I loved how his curls stuck to his forehead as a river of sweat was placed along side of it. I loved how his eyes shined each time he glanced down at the piano and back up to me. I loved how with each note higher his face scrunched perfectly.
He was perfect.
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"Goodnight Birmingham!" Brad shouted.
"We love you all!" Tristan joined.
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Everyone started to leave their seats and make their way out.
Me and the other girls stayed like we were basically ordered to by Con.
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Fanfiction@Backwardcapbrad; I hate it when the younger part of the vamily calls you daddy. I'm like no. Smh. He'd be your sugar daddy. @Thevampsbrad; I'm your daddy, sugar.
