Elizabeth || The Vamps/Brad Simpson au

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B R A D

 "I'm really sorry for your loss" that's all I heard people tell me the whole morning, and to be honest it makes the pain worst. It was a reminder that the person I love the most is now gone and there's nothing I can do about it. That sucks, knowing that the rest of your family is already gone ... you're alone.

 The rest of my remaining relatives came in as soon as they heard the news and promised to help throughout the funeral. I tried my best not to break down but I always do, I had to hide in my room for that.

 To make things even worst, I can't remove Elizabeth off my mind. She left without even personally saying goodbye and at the most awful time possible. I hate her, even if I don't want to I somehow hate her for doing so.

 "Brad, Is everything alright?" I snapped back to reality and saw my cousin Jenna standing in front of me, with that stern stare she does all the time.

 "Yes" I replied and then walked away form her. I decided to come out of the house to breathe some fresh air when my eyes widened as I saw Elizabeth standing across the street, staring at me. My heart started beating fast as she moved closer. But I stayed firm in my position, I do not think she should be her.

 "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on your flight to London by now?" I asked in a blunt manner.

 "Brad .. please I'm sorry"

 "For what? You sure can't be bothered to say goodbye in front of me. Why are you back?"

 "I got your texts. Brad, I'm really sorry for your loss" she uttered and then placed her hand on my shoulder, probably a way to comfort me. But I don't feel any comfort at all.

 "You should leave, I don't you anymore"

 "Don't do this to me Brad ... please"

 "Do you really expect me to be okay after getting that letter of you saying 'Goodbye' as if it's the most casual thing in the world? For months we bonded, shared memories and you're gonna leave just like that?"

 "But I didn't left, I couldn't leave"

 "You would have if you havn't read my messages" I replied and then she stopped talking for a minute. I know that hit her hard, and it's because it's true.

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E L I Z A B E T H

 He hates me, I knew it. I am trying to fight off the tears but I can feel them mounting, they'll fall any time from now.

 "I'm sorry" I said but he's not taking any of my apologies and it sucks so hard.

 "Let me help you Brad"

 "I don't need your help. You can go to London and drink tea for God's sake, I wouldn't even care"

 "Please, I know you need help. Let me do that and I'll be gone from your life ... for forever" I uttered and noticed a swift movement on his face.

 "You know what? Do what you want .. I can't deal with you right now" that's all he said and walked away from me.

 I can't hold it anymore, I started crying. To save myself from further embarrassment I walked over to the side of the house to fix myself. I sat down by the bench and just continued to cry. I was too stupid for doing such thing. And now I completely lost the only person I've had hopes of getting old with.

 For a few more minutes, I continued to weep.

 "Why are you crying ?" I opened my eyes and then looked up only to see a bolnd haired boy standing before me.

 "Who are you?" I asked and then he brought out a handkerchief.

 "I'm Connor, I'm Brad's half brother".