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"Ready?" I smirked.

Blake nodded, George gave me the thumbs up and Reece smiled widely.

"Right, go out there and smash it. I love you three!" I yelled out and pulled them all into a group hug as they ran onto the huge stage causing the crowd the scream extremely loud. They began playing their new original song 'Perfume.' The song was amazing and the boys sounded beyond perfect as usual.

"Enjoying the show?" Tris asked, standing next to me whilst leaning on the railing.

"Always am, you guys were so great tonight too," I smiled.

"How was my rapping in volcano?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I stan your rapping tris," I laughed. "But really, it was great."

He smiled, "Thanks little one," and messed up my hair.

Great, thanks Tris.

He went to pull me into a hug but he was still sweaty from the show. "Tris don't you dare, you're so sweaty!"

He shrugged and wrapped his arms around me before I could even run away. "Oh lovely, thanks Tris."

"You're welcome," he smiled proudly.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed a can of spray perfume out of my bag and sprayed it on me and Tris who ended up doing a little twirl and nearly falling off the side of the stage.

"Hello you three," I smiled and wrapped George, Blake and Reece in hugs as they walked off stage. They were sweaty but not as bad as Tris, so it was okay.

"Man, how did some people already know the lyrics?" Blake laughed.

"You see that's the thing about fans Blake, they know everything," I shrugged.

"She's correct you know, like they knew about James's girlfriend cheating before he even did!" Tris exclaimed.

I furrowed my eyebrows, poor James.

"It's stan culture guys," I shrugged and began walking down the hallway. George notified me they were going to stay there to watch the Tides set, which I wanted to watch as I hadn't properly seen their set yet but I was terribly tired. Reece didn't talk much, he did keep his eyes locked on me however, but when I walked away that gaze shifted to the ground.

What was that about? I thought to myself. I shrugged and began walking down the rather long hallway that had multiple rooms, including The Vamps, The Tide and New Hope Clubs dressing rooms. I walked up to the open New Hope Club dressing room and was about to walk in when a hand grabbed my wrist?

"Uh, what do you think you're doing?" I asked and spun around quickly. "Oh h-hi Brad."

"Hello love," he smiled. Oh wow he's beautiful.

"So what do you want?" I questioned, and crossed my arms.

He said something under his breath, but I didn't quite catch it.

"What?" I asked.

He smirked at me, "Don't worry. Anyway the rest of the boys are doing other things so I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out with me? We really haven't had the chance to hang out alone yet."

Okay why does Brad want to hang out with me alone? Oh man what if I say something stupid, I mean he knows I'm a fan and I'll probably say something I shouldn't and he'll think I'm annoying or something. Plus Reece might get mad- wait why do I care what he thinks?

"Okay, what should we do?" I asked nervously.

"I have a few ideas," he smirked.

"Jeez Brad," I laughed and slapped his shoulder jokingly. He laughed and his brown eyes seemed to sparkle, I could not get over how gorgeous he was.

"But really, I have an idea. Come with me we don't have much time before I have to go back on."

I nodded and was about to follow him but he held his hand out. I hesitantly grabbed it and I just knew I was blushing.
I looked behind us but the hallway was empty.
Except for Reece. He furrowed his eyebrows and seemed to sigh before shaking his head and walking away.

I sucked in a breath and shook off the weird feeling I got. Brad pushed open a door and we seemed to be on a roof.
"Bradley, why are we on a roof?" I asked.

"It's the only place that's not cramped," he shrugged and sat on one of the few random chairs that were on the roof. "Plus the fans can't see us due to how far up we are."

"Right," I nodded and flopped down on a chair next to him.

"So why'd you bring me here?"

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