The Vamps? Ahh The Vamps

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Ella's POV

So after that encounter with Bradley, I was trying my upmost hardest to avoid him. Any way possible. It was so bad. I literally avoided him for a week. It was a strange time for me. It was a rough patch in my life. I had lost my best friend. I mean people lose and make new friends, but it really hurt. I was having a break down. I would lock my self in my bedroom and not even come to eat. I mean I had food in my room, but not enough to get me through five days of locking myself in my bedroom. My mum and dad tried their hardest to get me out. That week was when my grandpa and grandma came down. They were from my mums side. My parents even tried to get them to get me out. It worked. After the third day they were here.

"Ella, darling. You can't keep yourself locked in here. You must be starving? Come here give us a cuddle," my grandpa cooed. I didn't even move, I was just embraced with a great big hug. It was just what I needed to get back on track. The pick me up that was calling me. I felt I could carry on with my life and come back stronger. Stronger than ever before. Nothing would phase me.

/school/

So I decided to go back to school after a week. I was no where near behind school. In fact, I was about a month ahead. When you have a lot of time on your hands, you need something to do with it. You may ask why I don't just do my favourite past time Art? Well long story short, I was too sad to draw, and I didn't want to draw depressing stuff, so I just didn't draw. Stupid, I know , but that's just how I roll. If you don't like it stop reading.

When I entered the school gates, everyone went silent. Did everyone know? Well in actual fact, someone did find out. I stopped in my tracks. Everyone was just staring. Then I got swept off my feet. Literally. You should know by now, I don't metaphorically speak, that's Shakespeare job. It was Brad. Yes, I called him Brad, because I realised Bradley's a bit of a mouthful. But anyway, carrying on. Yeah he had me in his arms with my legs dangling from the end of his embrace. "Hey, by the way everyone sort of knows you and Sophia are in an argument. For the life of me, I don't know how they know. I mean I didn't think the Paps knew where Sophia lived," Brad filled me in. "The Paps? As in the Paparazzi?" Utter confusion taking over my voice. "Yeah. I told you I was in a band. The Vamps. Have you not heard our song Can We Dance? We are about to film Wild Heart, our new single this Saturday. That's what I was gonna ask you, if you would like to come along?" He asked with an adorable smile, lighting up his face. For some reason I couldn't resist. When he said he was in a band, I though he meant one that plays in their parents garage. The again when he first mentioned the name, it was weird because I had heard the name before. Their song Can We Dance, was playing on Radio 1, and they must had said the name at the end. Ahh The Vamps I actually liked the band. I wondered who else was in it. The thing is I couldn't let him know I actually liked their music.

The rest of that day at school consisted of Brad walking me to every lesson, girls giving me dirty looks, Sophia being nice (I think she may want to be friends again, but I don't know?) and me just reading or drawing in all my lessons because I was way ahead. When I got home, I checked my twitter feed and I found something strange. My notifications had blown up. All cause of the Vamps.

'Cant wait to spend Saturday at the set for #wildheart with @EllaDMay and @SophScott gonna be sick'

They know that Sophia isn't talking to me. Anyway I got all sorts of tweets. Some alright tweets, the hate and the nosey ones. I got the few, 'are you dating any of them' then the 'back off my man biatch' and then 'how did you get to go to the set?' It is ridiculous, but ya know life goes on and all that shiz. Just from that tweet I got 1,689 new followers. I never knew anybody knew them, let alone that they were so popular anyone they mentioned became worthy to be known of. After that twitter encounter I just checked Instagram and Where to get it app and took a long hot shower. After that, I watched The BigBang Theory for a while and then I went to bed.

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