Apprentice (Bradley Simpson Fanfic)

twenty three

This week has consisted of: shredding and filing an obscene amount of paper, 10 minute conversations with Brad on my break when he’s just got up, 5 or 6 texts a day saying little more than ‘I miss you’ or ‘I love you’. Contact has been extremely limited, but I fly out in two days so it’ll be okay again soon.

Their twitters have been keeping me updated on what they’re doing and how they are. The girl’s instagrams are full of American streets and food pictures, a few selfies with the boys. They look happy. The twitter I’ve been checking the most however, is Olivia’s. After her little tweet about her ‘cute flight’ with Brad I’ve been obsessing over what she’s doing with my boyfriend. She’s tweeted a few things about being in America, but this morning she tweet about Brad again.

‘@OliviaPeeling_: Lovely spending my time with @TheVampsBrad he’s such a sweetie.’ Attached is another picture of them together. Brad is wearing his baseball vest shirt thing, skinny jeans, his snapback and sunglasses. She is stood next to him in hot pants and a crop top, her blonde hair reaching her waist. She has her hands around his neck and his hand rests on her waist. It’s similar to photos I’ve seen him take with fans; the difference is she isn’t a fan. She’s staying with them and will be for another 5 weeks. He’s smiling and she’s pretending to kiss his cheek. I close my eyes.

‘He doesn’t like her Bella, he love you. He loves you remember.’ But doubt erupts inside of me, does he? Does he love me, he seems pretty happy to be hanging around her. Angie’s gone home now so I haven’t even got her to speak to about it. I’m so confused about what’s happening. This girl has appeared from nowhere and is attempting to destroy my relationship. My self-esteem looking at the photo drops from an already low number to an even lower number, her figure is perfect, her blue eyes are striking and she looks like a model. They type that a singer would date. Not an average, maybe below average girl who is just going to Uni. I check my clock and figure out what time it is where they are, it’s about 4pm, which could mean Brad’s free to talk. I open my laptop and check Skype to see if he’s online. We made the rule that if one of us at home we have to be available on Skype in case the other one happens to go on it. He’s available. The ringing fills the room as I wait for his face to appear on my screen. Even though I’m upset when his little face appears in front of me I can’t help but smile, but he’s not alone, they’re all there. I would love to talk to everyone, but right now I just need to speak to Brad and get these doubts out of my mind.

They all say hello to me, even Olivia, but she sounds less upbeat knowing that they’re speaking to me. Brad is smiling from ear to ear, putting me at ease slightly, at least he’s happy to see me.

‘Bella, we all miss you.’ He says. I smile.

‘I miss you guys to, but only two days until I fly out. Are you meeting me at the airport or at I just coming to the hotel?’ I ask, most directing it at Brad.

‘We’re in meetings all day, but the girls will come and meet you at your gate and we might be back by the time you get to the hotel.’ I’m slightly deflated knowing it won’t be Brad meeting me there, but I guess I just have to deal with it, it’s not his fault. Olivia is sat next to him, silently staring at the camera, probably thinking about how much she hates me for being with Brad. They begin to tell me about everything they’ve been doing, but I’m watching her, she’s leaning on him, using him to support her whilst she looks on her phone, she lays her head on his shoulder and his body stiffens. He’s uncomfortable, not how he looked in the photo, maybe because he knows I can see.

‘Do you guys mind leaving me and Bella for a minute?’ He says, the others get up and wave goodbye to me before exiting the room. He moves to the bed and places the laptop next to him so he’s laying facing it.

‘I miss you so much Bella, I have been counting down until you come out here.’ Even though what he’s saying is sweet I can’t help but be angry.

‘From Olivia’s pictures you seem to be absolutely fine Brad.’ His face drops, knowing exactly what I’m talking about.

‘Bella it’s not like that, she’s just trying to be friendly, she doesn’t really know anyone, so I’ve been there for her. You know it’s nothing like that.’ I roll my eyes, it’s not what he thinks though, she definitely likes him I can tell.

‘Brad she’s all over you, you might not see it like that but she definitely does, what about the ‘cute flight’ one, that made me feel shit aswell, she drapes herself all over you and I can’t deal with it. It’s not like a regular fan that disappears after having a photo; she’s living with you guys and doing it. I can’t Brad.’ I look down, away from the camera, I don’t want to see his face, I feel sick.

‘She doesn’t like me Bella, she knows I’m happy with you.’

‘That doesn’t seem to be stopping her.’ I mumble, but I say it loud enough for him to hear.

‘Please don’t be like this with me, I haven’t done anything wrong. You have a problem with her, which I don’t understand because she’s really nice.’ My head shoots up from its previous position and looks directly into the camera.

‘Well, if she’s that nice Brad have fun in America with her, because I won’t bother. You clearly like her so much to ignore how shit I’m feeling about this situation, so crack on Brad.’ I slap the laptop down and end the call. I fall backwards onto the bed. That isn’t how I wanted our first proper conversation to go, but I needed to be straight with him. I expected him to back me up, be on my team, but obviously not. A few minutes later I pick my phone up and have a few texts from Brad.

From: Bradley

Bella, I didn’t mean for it to come across like I wasn’t taking on board what you were saying, I understand what you’re saying. I’m sorry if you thought I was ignoring how you feel, I just want you to know you have absolutely nothing to worry about, she doesn’t have anything on you, you’re perfect and you’re who I want. All I was saying was that I want you to give her a chance, she hasn’t actually done anything wrong, except post the pictures, but friends take pictures as well Bella. When you come out here I’ll be spending all my time with you anyway. Bella please don’t be upset or feel insecure, you are beautiful. Perfect. Amazing. And I’m in love with you. Completely, undeniably in love with you Isabella Wilson. I’m sorry.

From: Bradley

I can’t wait to see you, I want to kiss you and hug you, I want to see you smile, your beautiful eyes, your perfect dimples, I want to hold you hands. I want to feel complete again. I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life. You have nothing to worry about.

From: Bradley

Less that 48 hours away now babe, I hope you sleep well beautiful. I love you.

It’s hard to be annoyed at him when he’s being so cute to me, but he didn’t defend me, but I have to take into account what he’s saying. He hasn’t cheated on me so I actually don’t have a reason to be annoyed at him. Plus, he will be spending all him time with me whilst we’re in America together. This doesn’t mean that I’m going to be best friends with Olivia, she still seems like a bitch to me and I do not trust her.

I fall asleep, I’m basically dead. Michael has had me doing as much work lately because he knows I’m leaving for four weeks, he’s using me to do all the work before I go. We’ve not spoken much since the argument, but he’s being civil, which I’m grateful for. I’m just trying to do the work well so that my reference for my uni isn’t completely atrocious.

When I wake up I have another text from Brad

From: Bradley

I’m going to sleep now, so you’ll probably see this in the morning. I hope you slept well and you’re feeling better today, tomorrow you fly out and I’m so happy about that. I’m going to try and get out of the meeting early so I can meet you at the airport. I will try my hardest. I want to be the first person you hug, the first person to see your beautiful little face. Have a good day lovely. I love you xxxx

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DRAMA

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