Life is not a fairytale (Brad Simpson/ The Vamps) SEQUEL

Four

Isabella

'Good morning, sleepy head' and a kiss on my forehead is what I was greeted with when I woke up.

I smiled, being welcomed with the most gorgeous sight; Brad half naked and with only boxers on, on top of me with only the thin duvet between the two of us. I was captivated by his sparkling brown eyes as he leaned down, very slowly. I couldn't take the wait any longer, so I leaned up, a few centimetres from his lips...and he stood up.

I pouted and crossed my arms, wanting a kiss from Brad; I was craving the taste of his lips. Brad laughed at my expression whilst putting his same black skinny jeans on.

'I can't resist you when you look like that,' he eventually told me, making me burst into a triumphant smile. Brad walked to the bed and kissed me. I placed my hands in his hair, whilst his made their way to my hips. I tried to deepen the kiss even more, but Brad pulled away, again, and made his way to the door so that I couldn't pull him back to finish what we just started. 'Come down as soon as you're ready, I want to take you somewhere today.' Brad told me before shutting the door behind him and making his way downstairs.

I got ready as soon as I could, curiosity eating me up as to where Brad was going to take me. I ran down the stairs when I was ready, completely missing the last few steps causing me to fall on my bum...again. I laid in the spot I fell for a few minutes, covering my face with my hands and laughing so much I was nearing hysterics.

Another laugh joined mine, making me laugh even harder. 'Seems like you're always doing this now', Brad commented, taking my hands away from my face and using them to help get me up.

'Thank you,' I giggled, whilst taking Brad's hand and him leading us to the kitchen. 'Mmm...something smells good!' I complemented, the pleasant smell of the food making me realise just how hungry I was, causing my stomach to grumble.

Brad had cooked a full English breakfast causing me to think that he had started it before I had woken up. We sat and ate in silence, Brad rhythmically tapping his foot to the background music from the radio whilst I tried thinking as to where Brad was going to take me today.

'Ready?' Brad asked after I had brushed my teeth, put my make up on and put my shoes on.

I nodded and then decided to ask, 'Where exactly are we going?' Which was worth a shot, even though I knew that him refusing to tell me would be the outcome.

We spent the short ten minutes of the drive singing very badly to the radio, which had us both in stitches as Brad was purposely singing badly whereas I was singing normally.

Brad parked in front of a small cottage that was surrounded by a wood; the nearest house about a mile away. It had a sold sign outside, indicating that Brad had bought it. It was such a beautiful cottage, not big, but not small...just right.

'I've decided that I should finally move out from my parents; it's not like I spent much time there anyway, I usually just stay at the other guy's houses, especially yours and James',' I saw sense in this seeing as his parents house is further away, so he might as well stay in the same area the other guy's are at because of everything with the band. 'I thought I'd show you before I actually move in- all of my stuff has been moved already.' I have already fallen in love with the exterior, and from the moment I laid eyes on it I had decided that I am going to spend most of must time in there, even if I didn't live in there.

'It's absolutely beautiful.' I commented to Brad as we made our way through the house. There was a kitchen, dining room, living room and a toilet all on the first floor, and the second held two bedrooms and a bathroom. Everything about this house was perfect, it honestly made me feel like I was in a fairytale.

We spent the evening in the cottage, ordering a Chinese to be delivered to the door and watching some romantic comedy movies. We were cuddled on the sofa, under a blanket, sharing body heat to defend ourselves from the cold.

'I should get you home soon,' Brad told me, but did the exact opposite and pulled me closer to his chest. 'But before I drive you back to your place, I want to ask you something.'

'Okay, shoot.' I told him, sitting up, but keeping our legs entangled under the blanket so that there was some kind of contact between the two of us.

Brad coughed to clear his throat and turned the volume of the TV down before he started. 'We've been through so much together; hell, we're even getting married soon! I think it's about time we had our own house, because who knows what's going to happen next? I don't care if people think we're going too fast, but I want us to share everything. I guess I'm trying to ask if you would move in with me?'

That was when I literally screamed. 'Yes!' I exclaimed, oh so desperately wanting to live in such a beautiful house and to start living my fairytale with Brad. We sealed the deal with a kiss and now I couldn't wait until I could move in! 'When can I start moving my stuff here?' I asked, very enthusiastic with moving out of the McVey's and having my own place with Brad.

'We can start tomorrow if you'd like?' Brad offered, placing another kiss gently on my lips.

'Yes please,' I whispered against his lips, feeling out of breath from both the kiss and the thought of moving in with Brad; anything that has got to do with him takes my breath away.

That's how we spent the next week; moving all of my stuff into the beautiful cottage so that my life with Brad can really start to take off.

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