Rollercoaster (Brad Simpson/ The Vamps)

36 // Soz About You, Justin Bieber

After Laura moaning down mine and Brads ear for ages about our late ness, it was 6:15 and time for them to go to the airport. James looked nervous as he's never been anywhere without his parents or all of us.

"Gonna miss ya Jems." I said into the hug.

"I'll text you once we get there. I'll miss you too." He said once we pulled away. I said goodbye to Laura as they climbed into the taxi.

"I'm gonna miss our Sunday gym session." Cice pouted leaning into Tris' arms.

"I didn't know you and Laura went gym together?" Amanda said curiously.

"We don't." She laughed, "Me and James, I mean." I looked at Tris but he didn't seem bothered about it, I thought they were together. I'll have to ask him later.

"How about we all go to a club tonight since we've got all weekend off." Brad suggested. Everyone seemed excited about the idea except Amanda.

"I can't. I've got work at 7 tomorrow." She looked at Con to see what his decision would be.

"Im still coming." He said with a smile but Amanda glared at him, "What?" he said not clicking on to what she was gesturing.

"Me and Daisy are going back to sleep but we'll be back at 8 tonight so be ready." He smiled and stood up, pulling me to stand with him.

***

"Amanda looked fuming." I said laughing whilst kicking my shoes off and changing into my pyjamas.

"I wouldn't do that, if it was you."

"Yes. yes you would." We both laughed because it was true.

We both turned the light off but the room wasn't completely dark. I climbed into bed as did Brad.

We faced each other and stared just taking in our lives together. Brad laughed which broke the silence, so I laughed to.

"Let's take a picture." I smiled clicking onto the camera app.

The room was dark but you could still see our faces. Brad kissed my cheek as I pulled a cheesy smile. As we pulled different poses, I went to take it when my phone began to ring.

"Hello?" I said into the phone not knowing who was on the other end.

"Hi, it's Elyar...Fox" I could feel Brad tense next to me. I stood up and sat in my chair next to my mirror as Brad just watched from the bed.

"How's everything going?" He asked.

"Whys he so bothered?" Brad said overly loudly and I put the phone on mute.

"Shut up Brad!" I glared at him before Un muting the phone, "Fine, we just said goodbye to James and Laura. How about you?"

"Oh yea, there going Paris aren't they, I remember James telling me. Thank god I didn't disturb you whilst you were sleeping." He laughed.

"Ask him what he wants!" Brad shouted loudly so Elyar could probably hear. I stood up and walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

"I just wanted to know if you and Brad are going to Conor's birthday party?"

"Conor?..."

"Maynard, I'll dm you the details if your going." I could feel him smiling down the phone.

"Um...yes actually will Brad and that be allowed?"

"Of course, it begins at 8" He said.

Brad came into the room and stared at me. He looked angry.

"That's perfect. Dm me the details." I said and looked at a furious brad before realising how bad this sounds.

"See you later."

"Bye." I hung up.

"We all have a party to go to now." I smiled but he didn't move a muscle.

"Who's." He said, his nostrils flaring.

"Conor Maynard's, He invited us." I said half lying.

"Don't fucking lie. I heard the conversation Daisy, he invited you and you asked if you could bring us." He spat.

"Fucking hell, clam your balm." I laughed walking back into our room. obviously he followed.

He got into bed and faced the other way. I sighed and looked at the ceiling. He's such a drama queen.

"I'm not going."

"Why?"

"Because I already have plans as do you." He is right but I don't get why he's moaning, it would be fun.

"It will be better than some night club with perverts and girls wanted the D from every angle." I shrugged and he turned to face me.

"If your so bothered about a second class night club, then you go to the party and we'll go to the club." His words shocked me, "obviously, you wouldn't know what a celebrity party is like." He scoffed.

"Soz about you, Justin Bieber." I was frustrated about the way he was talking to me.

"Says you, you think your some A list celebrity because your dating someone from the vamps, reality check babe. Your not."

"Excuse me?" I gritted my teeth. I stood up, picked up my pillow and walked over to the wardrobe.

"What are you doing?" I ignored him and pulled out a spare duvet and exited the bedroom.

"Can't take hearing the truth." I heard him say before I shut the door.