The Vamps imagines & one shots

one shot// "it's three in the morning"--Brad

Insomnia had hit me, for the fourth night in a row, and I found it impossible to close my eyes and stay asleep for more than an hour at a time. So many thoughts continued to run through my mind, making it hard for me to sleep peacefully. I often find myself caught up in my thoughts at this time every night, and I wish I could just focus on something else. 

I felt my body settling down, my mind coming to a dead end, and my eyes slowly shutting when I heard a light knock at the front door. I ignored it temporarily, thinking it may have been a figment of my imagination, but I heard it again and got out of bed to see what the hell it was. 

I reached the front door, opening it slightly so I could barely peak my head out, and I was surprised to see Brad standing outside on my porch. He was looking towards the ground until he heard the door open, which is when his head shot up and his eyes met mine. "What're you doing here? It's three in the morning, Brad," I said, keeping the door open the same amount.

"I know, I'm sorry, I just needed to see you, and I know you haven't been able to sleep so I figured you'd be awake, I'm sorry if you were sleeping, I just really need-" I cut him off because I could see the tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry about it, I was still awake, come on in," I said, opening the door all the way and inviting him in. 

I closed the door once he was inside, and turned around to see him pacing back and forth a bit. 

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked, trying to stop him from pacing.

"I was just feeling really down about myself, you know how I get. And I was thinking things that I really shouldn't have been thinking and I had to stop myself," he said nervously, stopping in front of me. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here, I don't want to bother you."

"Come here," I said, pulling him into my arms. "You're my best friend in the whole world, you're not bothering me at all. I just want to be here for you, I love you so much."

I could feel his tears soaking into my shirt but his breathing began to slow down as I rubbed my hand up and down his back. "I'm sorry," he cried.

"Stop it," I whispered. "You have nothing to apologize for."

He stood up and I wiped the tears from his eyes, "Do you want to just spend the night? We can go upstairs and talk about everything, and you can just spend the night with me."

"Are you serious?" he asked, looking at me with a small smile.

I nodded and smiled back at him, "Of course."