The Vamps Preferences

Your First Kiss

James-

You and James have been dating for about a month, and you still havent kissed yet. You knew you both wanted to take things slow, but this was ridiculous. James had asked you to go to the carnival that was in town with him later that day. You were hesitant, but agreed. You left your house at 2 o'clock, wearing an ombre blue sweater, ripped skinny jeans, and crocheted blue toms. You meet up with James by the front entrance, where he slips his hand into yours. You both wander around the carnival, making small talk the entire time. You wonder if things will always be this way with James. You like him alot, but you just weren't sure it was worth it. Just before the carnival closed for the night, you both agreed to go on the ferris wheel. after going around multiple times, you got stopped around the top, so the people at the bottom could get off. You felt the warmth of James's arm, as he slid it around your shoulders. "Y/N/H" He whispered. You turned to face him, and as soon as you did, a pair of lips collided onto yours. When you pulled away, you were at the bottom of the ferris wheel. "I've been meaning to do that for a long time" James said.

Bradley-

 Your best friend (Y/B/F/N) had invited you over to her house, to hang out with her, her brother James, and his friend Brad. Throughout the day, you hung out at the beach, which was just down the road from their house. When you went back to (Y/B/F/N)'s house, she had the idea of playing spin the bottle. Everyone agreed. James spun first, and landed on Brad. You and (Y/B/F/N) were laughing so hard your stomach hurt, and had to wait to keep playing the game for you to calm down. Next it was Brad's turn. He landed on (Y/B/F/N). After they kissed, (Y/B/F/N) made a big deal of wiping off her lips, making you laugh. Next it was your turn. You spun the bottle, waiting, hoping it wouldn't land on (Y/B/F/N). It began to slow down, landing on Brad. James and (Y/B/F/N) started to laugh. You both shrugged, then went in for it. You immediately felt sparkes, and could tell he could too by the way he relaxed into the kiss. James and (Y/B/F/N) began to hoot and whistle, and you both pulled away looking quite embarrassed. You and Brad ended up staying up all night after the others fell asleep, agreeing to meet up the next day.

Tristan-

It was the night everyone dreams of. Your prom. One of the most popular guys in school asked you, but when you showed up to his house, all of his friends were there laughing at you. They had dared (P/G) to ask you, and then began to call you rude names. With tears streaming down your face, you turned and left. You could still hear their laughing from down the street. You had your head down as you walked home, so you didn't notice the blonde haired boy until you ran into him. "Are you alright?" he asked. You shook your head, noticing it was a boy from your grade, Tristan. "You don't look ok" he said, referring to your tears. You reassured him everything was fine, and began to walk again. Tristan began to follow you, pestering you to find out why you were crying. You told him, sitting down at a park bench on the side of the road.  He put his arm around you, letting you cry into him. When you surfaced, leaving a puddle on his shoulder, he looked into your eyes. "(Y/N)" he whispered, before leaning in to kiss you. "You are so beautiful (Y/N). Don't let them get to you." he whispered after you pulled away. You ended up going back to his house after changing, and spending the rest of the weekend with him.

Connor-

You and your best friend Connor were outside, playing in the pouring rain. Your parents had tried to get you to come back inside, to no avail. Connor took your hand and dragged you out towards the end of the property, where you had a playset with a slide. He led you up the top, having the both of you go down together so you would go faster. You were in the front, and ended up landing in the wet ground face up with Connor on top of you. He hoisted himself up on his elbows, while still hovering over you. You were close enough to hear his heavy breathing, even over the rain. He moved your hair out of your face, slowly leaning down to kiss you. His wet hair tickled your face, and you both smiled into the kiss. "That was perfect Con." You whispered when he pulled away. He nodded, to speachless to say anything. He then gathered you in his arms, and burried his face in your wet hair, saying how much he loved you, and how long he'd wanted to kiss you.