Bad Boy Brad

Lovestruck Or Lovesick?

Ella's POV

It was weird. Really weird. Sophia and Bradley were talking. Like actually having a discussion. This may seem really ridiculous to you, but if you see the way she looks at Brad, you would never think she would ever go near him. They weren't just talking they were laughing too. I need to talk to Sophia. "Urrr, sorry to interrupt you, but can I talk with you," I asked Sophia with curiosity taking tone in my voice and trying to avoid eye contact with Bradley. Wait, before I carry on, I would like to point put out that I call Mr Simpson, Bradley. I don't like him, so I call him by his name, not nick name because we are not friends. Okay let me carry on. "Yeah, sure. Be back in a sec Brad" Sophia replied, with great glee in her eyes. I took her to her room, where I thought no one could hear us. I later found out I was wrong. "Not being funny or anything, but you were terrified of Bradley, or Brad cause now your like two peas in a pod. What is going on?" I sort of yelled in Sophia's face. She looked at me. Her expression was a baffled one. " w-what do you mean?" She asked shakily her facial expression turning from confused to angered. " I mean, you made out that you would never ever talk to him again and look his way. You hated him. And hate is a very strong word!" I explained. She looked at me with such disappointment and shamefulness, like I had done something wrong. No way in frickin hell did I do anything wrong. "Are you frickin serious? You think I'm over reacting? I only look out for you, cause your like he sister I never had. He ruined you and your just gonna forgive him?" I asked these many questions because I was baffled by the fact she accepted an apology from him, is now talking to him and also treating me like dirt. No fucking way. "No, what I've learnt is, you are a control freak that is too over protective. You always have to get your way and the attention and maybe because your an only child who's parents are never home, but still that is no excuse." She exclaimed and dropped her shoulders, as if to say a big weight had been lifted off her shoulders by telling me my faults. It actually broke me that day, all cause of an arrogant little shit. I got up and walked out her bedroom door. She didn't call after me. Once I walked out I bumped into a problem. THE problem. That is Bradley Will Simpson. He wiped away my damp tears. I didn't know I was crying. When I realised he was touching me, I walked backwards and ran. I ran out the front door. I didn't explain to anyone because everyone else was in the garden listening to 80s music pretty loudly.

Once I was out the front door, I ran straight but I could hear a voice, it was Bradley's. "Wait, Ella, come back!" He screamed. He was very fast and he caught me, which obviously made me stop and through me over his shoulder. He was walking quiet fast, I thought I was killing his shoulder, but my head was killing because I felt so dizzy, being upside down and all that shiz. "Are you gonna put me down any time soon, or...?" I spat. He just carried on walking. It was so scary to be alone with him, because he could do all sorts of horrid things to me. "You ask a lot of questions don't you?" He said rhetorically. Is he fucking kidding? "Don't be a fob. You just kidnapped me and your asking why I ask a lot of questions. Are you serious?" I scoffed bitterly. I was a tad confused, because how can someone ask you such a stupid question? I mean it is ridiculous. "Whoa, I was only joking. Why are you so annoyed with me? I actually have done nothing wrong to you. Most girls, wait every girl would love this attention. What don't you like about me?" He placed me on a bench and sat on top of me. I mean he wasn't heavy but is he kidding? I think it's his way of keeping me trapped. "Well, what's there to like about you?" I asked genuinely wanting to know the qualities he has to offer. "Err, i would say I'm great at art and also maths. I like helping old people. Oh, and I'm in a band." He spluttered out. The last two bits where funny. Him helping someone? Haha, that was the funniest thing I had heard that day, and in a band? I wanted to here them. "What's your band called?" He then smiled, with wide eyes. "The Vamps," erm well, that is a strange name. "Why The Vamps?" He let a light chuckle fall from his pink, plump, lips. "Well, Vamping means throwing together, and because we sort of throw our different ideas around to make one big one, we went with that name," he explained. I must say that is a very clever and also cool name, but I still think it's strange.

It was awkward, he was just sitting on my lap staring at me. "Can you not?" I asked him with a serious face painted. "Ella. I never meant for you to hate me. I mean look at you. If you hate me, then that means I'm a hated person. You are just so pure of heart. You took an aggressive slap for your friend. That's loyalty. I was walking away, but your so beautiful it made me stay. I didn't know your name, but I was hoping you might feel the same." He almost looked like he was going to cry, but instead of me laughing at him like last time, I felt bad for him. It was like my heart just broke a little. Then, with that feeling he started crying a bit. I knew he was crying cause a tear fell on my hand. He got up but I grabbed him. I got up and turned his face to mine. I looked him straight in the eyes and it was my turn to wipe away his wet cheeks. "Why are you crying?" I asked very softly. He took a deep breath, "I-it's c-cause y-y-you hate me-e," he stuttered in between sniffles. I am such a horrible person. I have made my best friend hate me and I have made The Bad Boy cry. What have I become? "Shhh, don't cry. I don't hate you. I don't hate anyone. I mean, your up yourself and you do sort of think your Gods gift but other than that you have such a great personality," I tried to cheer him up. "Did you know, your the only girl that I have loved, I mean really loved. I know this speech thing may seem like a lovesick puppy but, I really see you as the love of my life. I didn't even feel this way for Zara," he said in a deep, hardened voice. He shrugged like it was nothing. This is not nothing. I feel a tad bit uneasy with this. "Let's just hug it out?" I suggested, just to clear the air. We hugged for a good 30 seconds. When he released me from his embrace, I felt cold. I felt three feelings that I did not like, confused, weird and Lovestruck?

*Hey guys, how ya liking it so far? Sorry that it's so short, I have been having mocks, that means revising and also been trying to get a follow from the boys them selves, Urgh. Hope your liking it and did you hear The Vamps are having an ARENA TOUR!!!! OMFG!!!! I am too excited!!!! I am so proud of them. I have decided I will try update every Wednesday, and if I don't I'll probably have a double update. Any way, feel free to leave me comments and leave a cheeky vote too!!! Sophia.xx*