Knee Socks (BWS)

The Night

Hi guys

The Jam Jars (the band who have The Vamps as their support) are just a snobby band who don't want a supporting act and don't like The Vamps so there won't be much (if anything) about them. And now it's the club opening Friday and that's the day the magazine interview gets published. Love you guys xx Sarah xx.

"Are any of you guys single?'' read Sarah with a little smirk on her face. We were chilling out at my place before the club opening, I was on the sofa and she was on the floor, leaning on my legs and reading the magazine that we were in.

"Read what I said." I said.

"Brad shakes his head. 'I'm not single, I'm in a loving relationship with a beautiful girl.' Aw that's sweet." she said, smiling.

"They kept quizzing me about you, but I only told them what's on there." I said. Her eyes scanned the page.

"She's called Sarah and we've been together just over a month." she read. "Are we gonna be one of those couples that everyone knows everything about?" she asked me.

"Well... I suppose it's up to management. But never everything." I said.

"Cool." she said. Then she checked her phone. "I'm gonna go home to get ready."

"Sarah, it's 5pm, we're meeting at 11." I said. She laughed.

"It takes a lot of time to look good." she said.

"Ok, I guess I know nothing." I said. She stood up and patted my head.

"At last you realise." she said. I made a shocked face.

"Right, I see how it is. I'm never talking to you again." I said. She laughed and I wrapped my hands around her waist.

"But your hands are on my waist." she said.

"How did they get there?" I said.

"I don't know." she said, but she was smiling.

"You know I'm gonna kiss you now." I said.

"What happened to not talking?" she said. I moved a strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind my ear.

"Stop ruining the moment." I said and then I kissed her. We kissed for a few minutes until she broke off.

"I really have to go. Come and pick me up at 10? We can chill at my place until 11." she said.

"Ok, I love you bye." I said, kissing her quickly before she left.

It was 10pm and I was outside Sarah's flat in a grey shirt and brown chinos. I knocked on the door and her lodger answered.

"Hi I'm looking for Sarah." I said.

"Come in then. I'm just leaving anyway." he said grumpily.

"Hey Bradley." she called from her room. "I'll be out in a sec. Make yourself at home." I looked around, the flat was clearly not hers. The living room was bleak and the cream on the walls had turned to an off milk colour. I couldn't imagine such a colourful person living in such a plain place.

"It's kind of bleak in there, you can come in here now I'm dressed." she said. I went into her bedroom.

It was much more her, the walls were painted bright pink and even though most of the room was taken up by her double bed the bit that was left was filled with a blue bookshelf full of books and CDs. Her curtains were a patchwork of different fabrics loosely stitched together and her duvet was the same. She was in the en suite bathroom, finishing her make up. I couldn't see her, just her face in the reflection of the mirror.

She came out of the bathroom in this little black mini dress, her hair was the same waves as when I met her, but shinier somehow. The dress clung to her every beautiful curve. She was showing more skin than normal which admittedly I could get used to. No knee socks today but she still looked beautiful. I kissed her quickly.

"You look so sexy." I said. She giggled.

"Well thank you very much Mr Simpson. You do look dashing may I add." she said. I laughed.

"Dashing?" I said. She laughed.

"I'm pretending that we're old. Don't ruin it." she said.

"So I'm courting you now?" I asked.

"Yep, I guess you are." she replied.

"Well then, Miss Murray-May, may I have this dance?" I asked.

"Did old people dance?" she asked. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she put her hands on my shoulders.

"We're special old people." I said. She flicked behind her and pressed 'play' on her little pink cd player. The song that came on was a fast one but we slow danced around the room anyway.

"Did old people kiss?" I asked. She looked shocked.

"Mr Simpson! The very idea is beyond my belief!" she said, but then she kissed me. I kissed her back, but her kiss was different, it was eager, it was keen, she wanted something.

"I don't care." I said. "I don't care anymore." Then I looked at the time.

"Babe, we need to go," she said. I linked her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers.

"Ok fine." I said.

At the club we met up with the rest of the boys and some girl Connor had picked up called Cassie. She had dark skin and a nice smile and some really curly hair that she had pulled behind her head and secured with a velvet scrunchie. She was wearing an ice blue dress that was knee length.

"Hi Cassie, I'm Sarah and this is Brad." said Sarah. I waved.

"Let's go in." said James.

We were greeted by a flash of neon lights and some music so loud you couldn't hear anything. James said something but I couldn't hear him.

"What?!" I shouted.

"He said do you guys want a drink?" Sarah said right by my ear, I could smell the perfume she was wearing. I nodded.

"Let's do shots." said Tristan.

"I'm not sure guys," said James.

"Come on James, live dangerously." said Sarah.

"Ok fine, 6 vodka shots." said James. We all drank it down. Then we had another. Connor and Cassie had snuck off, I could see them making out against the wall.

"Let's dance." Sarah said. She walked out onto the floor and I followed. As the song changed she danced, and so did I but not like her. She actually could dance for a start. I pulled myself closer to her and kissed her. She kissed me with that same urge as before and I responded eagerly. She pulled me out, keeping our lips connected and outside of the club I pressed her up against the wall, my hands moving all over her as we kissed.

"Shall we go?" I asked and she nodded.

Back at my house as soon as we got in she was kissing me again. I pulled her into the bedroom, keeping her close to me and keeping our lips connected. She started undoing my shirt buttons as I unzipped her dress at the back.

The whole thing was different to how I thought it would be, one minute we were there and the next we were here with our clothes on the floor and our limbs in a tangle. When it was finished I pulled the covers over us so we could sleep. She rolled over to face me and I looked into her eyes, the green with tints of brown as she said:

"Bradley Will Simpson, I am so in love with you." I kissed her quickly.

"Sarah Murray-May, I am so in love with you." I said, and she smiled as she fell asleep.