She Was The One (Vamps Fanfic)

Chapter eight

"Quinn!" My eyes snap open as I hear my name being called. I look around and remember that I'm on a plane. "Quinn, we're landing!" Nat squeals, earning some odd looks from from the people around us. I jump in my seat and turn to Bradley to see him sleeping. Aw, he looks so sweet and peaceful, perfect time to wake him up.

"Bradley! Bradley!" I squeal tapping his shoulder.

"Quinn," He mumbles in a groggy voice. Damn, this boy doesn't know what he does to me.

"London!" I smile pointing out of the window. He nods not even looking out of the plane. "You could at least fake som enthusiasm!" I whine.

"Oh, I'm sorry," He pauses to clear his throat. "Like O, M,G! London! Wow!" He squeaks in a high-pitched voice. Some of the passangers around us glare while others laugh at Brad's behavior.

"Much better!" I giggle and click the seatbelt since the sign has now been litten up. After we hit the ground and roll along for a while Bradley grabs all of our over head bags and we follow him and his parents off of the plane. "Nat and I are going to go freshen up in the bathroom, so we'll be right back," I explain once we get into the airport. We find the bathroom quickly and luckily there isn't a line. After I do my business and change into a new pair of jeans, a sweater that has the superman symbol on the chest and sort out my hair we exit out to see Bradley waiting by himself with a few cups of coffee.

"Sorry if we took long, where did your parents go?" Nat asks taking a seat by him.

"Oh, they got onto the tube to go back to Birmingham, however my car is still here so I can drive you two to your flat," He explains handing us each a coffee.

"Do you want to stay with us?" I ask pulling out my phone.

"Nah that's alright, my flat is in the same building as yours," He smiles. Well that's nice to know. God I'm such a creeper. "So shall we get going?" He suggests as he stands up. Nat rises too but soon sits back back down.

"I'm too tired," She whines. I roll my eyes but gesture for her hop on back. She gladly leaps on my back and I reach for our bags but Bradley lifts them up before I can and then he sends me a wink. I try to hide my blush and carry Nat out of the airport. By now she's all the way asleep so I haveto keep a strong hold on her. Once we get to Brad's car I lay her down in the back seat and strap her in with a seatbelt before I bend her long legs and close the door. I then walk to the front seat when I buckle myself in and send a text to my mom that we made it here safely while Bradley finishes loading all of our bags into the trunk. I take a sip of my coffee and he starts the engine and 'Midnight Memories' starts blaring through the car. Bradley and I belt out the lyrics to various songs until we pull into a parking lot.

"Are you ready?" He asks as he rests his fingers on the door handle. I nod and push the door open. Bradley manages to get Nat up onto her feet and we each grab as many bags as we can handle. I push the elevator button with a free finger and wait until it reaches our floor and lets out a ding. I smile and carry the bags into it.

"Is it weird that I'm nervous?" I ask looking between the two.

"It's a great apartment Quinn," Nat explains.

"You've seen it!?" I ask.

"Yes..." She replies as if it were obvious.

"And you never showed me any pictures?" I question.

"Well you never asked," She responds. I huff out a breath and turn away from her before we both start laughing.

"You two sounds like an old married couple," Bradley laughs. Yep, we get that a lot. Many people at our school thought we were lesbians. Just to clear things up we're both straight. But I support gay rights, anyways we're not getting into my views on things. The elevator come to a stop and the doors open revealing a short hall with two doors on either side and then one door at the end. "Yours is that one," Bradley points to the one on the end. '12B' is printed on the door. I take a deep breath and then continue walking towards it until we reach it and I pull the silver key out of my purse. Nat and I both drop our bags as we run into the semi-furnished apartment while Bradley tries to push all of the bags in. The kitchen, dining room and living room are on the bottom floor and if you go up some stairs that slant across a wall of the living rooms then you reach both of the bedrooms, the whole place is lit by the many window spread throughout the flat. It's absolutely perfect.