Left Out

Hold it in a bit more

"Uhm...Let's just-"
"Uh, Brad, please. Let's say goodbye, and stop James."
Cut off Connor.
"Alright! Well that was the interview and remember to look us up on youtube and instagram (@buzzfeed) and we'll be back with Shawn Mendes and some challenges after the commercial break. Remember, tweet at us with the hashtag #buzzfeedontv or #thevampsontv. Bye!"
Said Veronica.
As the camera guy gave them the sign that they were off-air they all relaxed and stood up.
As they were leaving Veronica called them
"AHEM."
"Excuse me?"
Turned around Tris
"Where do you think you are going?"
"We are kind of having a band problem and we have to find James"
"Well I need to tell you two things."
"Which are?"
Said Connor impatiently while dialing James's number.
"Well first of all you guys and your weird paranoid bandmate ruined the interview."
"Well we are very sorry but right now-"
Veronica interrupted Brad
"SECOND. I need autographs."
What she actually wanted was to get closer to Bradley.
"Wha-What?"
"Are-Are you serious?"
"The hell are you saying?"
"Yes. I need autographs"
"You fuc-"
Started Tris
"OK. ALRIGHT THEN. AHEM."
Said Brad in order to shut Tris up.
"Yay! #lol!"
"Hashtag what?"
Said Connor
Then Veronica had an idea. She took a piece of paper out of her jeans's pocket and a pen from the other. She ripped a little piece off the piece of paper and started writing something down as sge said
"You know what? Actually ut is okay. You don't need to give me autographs. Never mind."
She looked up as she folded the piece of paper and said
"Just you know-AH! My God!"
"What? What is it?"
Said Brad preoccupied
"You have a piece of lint next to the pocket on your shirt"
"What the hell-"
Said Brad confysed while looking for the piece of "lint"
"Let me just get it for you..."
Smirked Veronica as she got closer and put her hand seductively on his chest.
"Oh. There it goes"
she said faking to take the piece of nonexisting lint off of his chest to distract him while putting the piece of paper that she folded up in his shirt's pocket.
"Oh well."
She said with a sweet voice and with her lips very close to Brad's
"You guys better run off"
"Yes. We-we should"
Said Connor and Tris that just observed the scene as it happened, in a very confused way.
"Let's go"
Said Brad, still traumatized and shocked by what just had happened.
They ran out the fire exit because it was the nearest one and as they turned the corner, there was James sitting on the ground, looking in the distance.
"James"
As James acknowledged them he immediately stood up enbaressed and said
"Yeah?"
"Uhm is it all ok, mate?"
Said Connor
"Ye-yeah, totally..? Wh-Why do you ask, Con?"
"Uhm, Idm don't know, probably beacyse you just FUCKING STORMED OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF A LIVE MOTHERFUCKING INTERVIEW!"
"Calm down Brad. I-I'm sorry"
"Oh. You're sorry. He's-He's sorry guys"
Said Tris ironically.
"YOU ARE SORRY? RUBBISH. BULLSHIT."
"Stop yelling, PLEASE"
"You have to stop being a baby and understand that you can't do that."
"Connor, please, I-"
"Listen James we're not angry. We just think that...you just acted like a baby"
"Put yourself in our shoes. We-"
"No"
James couldn't take it anymore.
He had to and this buisness.
"Excuse me?!"
"No. I can't. You. You should put yourself in MY shoes. Do you think I feel like?"
"James we-"
"CONNOR PLEASE."
~Ping!~
"What was that?"
Said James
"Uhm it's, instagram. The founders. They just nade GIFs of us!"
James forgot about the argument and thought he'd continue later calmly. Or he'd just hold it in a bit more for the sake of the band.

Sorry this chapter is so short. I don't have a lot of time right now... I'll be back with part 5 soon...it'll be longer.
Love y'all <3