Apprentice (Bradley Simpson Fanfic)

twenty one

Today is the day Brad and I go to Birmingham for a few days, I’m more than nervous to meet his family, I really want them to like me. I have my suitcase packed, we’re only going for three days, but they’re going straight to the airport from his house so I have to say goodbye to him and then come back to London alone. Today, since the weather is nice, I’ve gone for some ripped denim shorts, a crop top and sandals, with my own bowler hat. Brad is wearing his traditional skinny jeans, checked blue and black shirt, sunglasses and of course his hat. I meet him outside my hotel at the car he’s organised to take us there. The drives long and unsurprisingly we both fall asleep in the back of the car listening to music. It’s his playlist, we have one headphone in each, and it probably looks quite sweet from the outside.

When we eventually arrive his beautiful Labrador, Jesse, running out of the house to me, greets me. I crouch down and stroke her; it makes me miss my dog even more than I already do. Brad calls her over to him, rolling around with her. I watch him as he plays with her, it’s obvious how much he adores her, and it’s so cute. He crawls up off the floor and walks over to the car retrieving our bags. We wheel our suitcases up to the house where his mum is stood in the doorway.

Anne pulls Brad into her arms, they stay like this for a while before he moves back and they begin talking. I feel awkward standing in the background, but it’s the first time they’ve seen eachother for ages. The reunion is lovely, I know how much Brad cares about his family and hates leaving them, he’s probably so happy right now. I see him point back to me and call me over.

‘Mum, this is Bella.’ I look up to her and smile, I’m really nervous and it’s showing.

It’s lovely to meet you, I feel like Brad’s being going on about you for ages.’ The comment makes me smile and blush. She welcomes me into the house and instructs Brad to show me to the room I’ll be staying in. It’s his sisters, since she’s away at Uni herself she doesn’t need it right now. It’s decorated so beautifully, I feel rude sleeping in here when I’ve never even met her. She has photos of her and Brad as children all over her wall, as I’m staring at them, smirking at little Brad he comes in behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

‘Do you have to look at them, I look like a gremlin.’ His comment causes me to laugh louder than I expected. I turn and face him examining his face.

‘You still do resemble a gremlin Brad.’ He crosses his arms and acts offended turning his back to me.

I snake my arms around his waist and lay my face against his back.

‘Luckily for you, I quite like gremlins.’ I feel his back moving meaning he’s laughing. After our long drive I just want to sleep until tomorrow afternoon, and that’s what I plan on doing, I change into my pyjamas, say goodnight to Anne and Brad and then head up to bed.

When I wake up it’s 10:35am, earlier than I would like, but I can hear Brad playing the guitar downstairs, and singing. I sneak down the stairs and poke my head round the doorway to the living room. He’s filming a cover of Budapest. His voice sounds incredible; already I can tell this is one of his best covers yet. When he turns the camera off I slide onto his lap and place my arms around his neck kissing his cheek.

‘That was really, really good Brad.’

‘Thankyou very much, it’s been a while and with everything that’s been happening I thought they deserved something from me.’ He kisses my lips and pushes me off his lap.

‘Want some breakfast?’ He asks walking towards the kitchen.

‘Please.’ He fixes me something to eat and re-joins me on the couch.

‘She liked you by the way, my mum, she thinks you’re ‘quite lovely’.’ He says using the air quotations. I’m glad I made a good impression since I’m staying here for another two days. It’s nice to be away from London for a little while and see Brad natural and at home. We both and get ready before he grabs his skateboard and decides he’s going to teach my how to skate, this isn’t going to end well.

I balance on the board and he holds both my hands, wheeling me along, I’m wobbling all over the place, but he wont give up trying. Eventually he lets go of my hands, leaving me to go by myself. Not even two minutes later the board disappears from under me and leaves me on the floor. Definitely cut my elbow open, Brad comes running towards me, worried, but I’m already laughing, I knew it was going to happen. I tried to warn him. He helps me up off of the ground and examines my elbow, well I was correct in saying that it was cut, blood is running down my forearm, beautiful. He helps clean me up and kisses my elbow, my dad used to do that when I was younger and I’d fallen over.

‘Maybe no more skating for you.’

‘Maybe not.’ I laugh.

He puts on a film and lays his head on my lap, stretching his body out across the couch. Glad he’s comfortable. His hair is getting long and probably needs a cut, so I begin to play with it, making tiny little braids all over the front part of his quiff. When he sits up there is a crown of plaits across his head, unimpressed by my handy work he undoes them all and shoves on a beanie. It’s still over an hour until either of his parents will be home so we grab Jesse’s lead and take her for a walk. He shows me the places he used to come and play as a kid, where he would play football, where they filmed their first cover. It’s like a timeline of his life, and I’m grateful he’s decided to show me it. We walk hand in hand down all the lanes in his town, it’s nice not to be bombarded with people everywhere he goes. Just acting like regular people. He pulls his phone out and takes a selfie us of together, I smile and he kisses my cheek. I see him tweeting the photo before I get the notification come through on my phone.

‘Mentioned: @TheVampsBrad: Nice walk with @Isabella_Wilson, good to be home for a few days.’

When we arrive back home we are greeted by the smell of home made food and boy does it smell good. London doesn’t smell like anything other than piss and takeaway food and I can’t wait to get away for a while. Anne says hello to us both and Brad takes me to meet his dad Derek. We all settle on the sofas and watch Taken over dinner. It’s been a wonderful night. Tomorrow is the last day I will get to spend with Brad alone, the day after we’re going to the airport early and I’m seeing them all off to America. Only one week and I’ll be joining them, that’s all I keep telling myself. The film ends and Anne and Derek say goodnight and head to bed, Brad and I stay down stairs for a while talking about the tour and the single release etc. We walk upstairs and part ways on the landing. Not long after I climb into bed I hear the door creak open and the covers are lifted, a warm body climbs in next to me and wraps themselves around me. He begins to plant kisses on my neck and back.

‘Goodnight baby.’

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