Bad Boy Brad

Exposed, Twitter

Ella's POV

"I'm home guys!" I shouted to try and get my brothers attention. I decided I would get changed into something more comfortable. I went into my bedroom and rummaged through my wardrobe. I decided to go for my Kobe Bryant LA Lakers jersey and sum black shorts. I knew the boys weren't going to come get me, so it is up to me to find the troublesome two. "Where are you?" I whispered to myself. I walked into the living room to find Connor and Lewie rapped in each other's embrace and snoring their heads off. I decided this should be tweeted and instagramed. First twitter: "@TheVampsCon and Lewie, you look adorable together, sleep tight!!" After I had posted I got a good few thousand followers and my mentions, retweets, and favourites but not on my picture. I checked the source. It was Brad. "@EllaDaisyMB it was fun spending time with you!! We should do it more often 😏😉" thanks Brad thanks a lot. I don't want their fans pestering me. I got another three from him: "@EllaDaisyMB aww that's a really cute picture, but I'm telling Connor of you!"

"@EllaDaisyMB why won't you follow me? Please follow me IBEG!!!"

"If anyone can get @EllaDaisyMB to follow me, I'll do a follow spree!!💃💃💃"

After that tweet I decided it was time to go knock for the little tyrant, I call Brad. I shoved my jet black Vans on and made my way over to Brad's house. He opened the door just in his boxers, making it easy to see his toned torso and muscly pack. "Your staring Ella," he giggled. Bet he's loving this. "Brad tell your fans to leave me alone," I begged.

"I like your jersey," he said like the first conversation never happened. He is definitely on some sort of drugs. "Brad, did you hear me? I would like to go on twitter in peace. So please tell your girlfriends to leave me alone," I asked once again.

"Fine, but you have to do something for moi," he said

"And what will that be Bradley?" I smirked because I know he hates being called Bradley.

"First of all, don't call me Bradley, secondly kiss me," he demanded. I don't think it was an option but I decided I would try to make it one. "No, Brad. Your the one who got me into this mess so please sort it out," I begged. He just me against the wall and kissed me. Yep, yet again he just places me wherever. I pulled away. "Can you now do your magic please?" I asked with all hope I have. I just want to laugh at @SheldonCooperJokes that's all I ask. "Fine, but why do your urgently need to go on Twitter?" He laughed. This is no laughing matter, I've been deprived from Sheldon's joke for 12 hours now. "Because it's been 12 whole hours since I've read all @SheldonCooperJokes I miss it. It makes me happy, and I'm cranked right now so please just tell them to leave me be!" I ordered. He looked slightly shocked but went to his phone and I assume composed a tweet. "If you just ede followed me in the first place, we wouldn't have had this problem would we?" He laughed. He is an idiot, just because he thinks he can ALWAY get what he wants. "Just cause you always have to get what you want," I muttered under my breath, but obviously a little too loud. "What did you say?" He looked scary and came closer. He grabbed me by my wrist and picked me up by my waist with the other hand and placed me on the sofa. He then tickled me. I literally couldn't breathe. "Brad, I need you to get off me," I warned in between breaths. He let me go and pulled me up. "Oh, and Connor said it's your birthday tomorrow. The big 13. And yass I do mean 13. You think your turning 19 but ya not. It's all an illusion," I giggled quiet proud of my joke. "Oh, HA, HA. Your so funny," he sarcastically replied. I thought it was pretty funny, I guess that's all that matters. "Okay, I'm sorry; but seriously what do you want for your Birthday? It's tomorrow so you have to tell me now so I can get it on time," I explained to Brad who has now made him self a sandwich which he is devouring. "Erm," he slurred with a mouth full of sandwich. Piggy. "Brad, just text me what ya want. I have to have some sibling time. Oh and don't forget that you are my slave tomorrow. I feel bad that's it's your birthday, but a deals and deal," I laughed walking to the front door. Brad shortly followed grabbing the key from the boat key hook. "You said you want to get me a birthday present right?" He asked with a smirk on his face. "Yasss," I replied with.

"Well, will you be my girlfriend?"

"I... I err, I," What do I say?

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Hey there. This is just a little filler. I'm just letting ya lavely lot know that you can go read my other fanfic Silver Rays, it's another Vamps one James and Brad. If anyone noticed my sudden use of emojis this chapter is dedicated to BRADDERS himself on his 19th birthday!!!

Please, comment, vote read on and check out my other fanfic please, I beg. Much love ✌️Sophia!!xx