It was him. Bradley Will Simpson.
His eyes widen when he see's my knee. It was bleeding really bad by now. "Here let me help you, we need to get you cleaned up." He helps me stand up.
"Can you walk?" Brad asks, wrapping an arm around my waist to support me. I nod.
We start walking and I wince in pain. "You lied, you cannot walk." He laughs. Before I could object he uses his other arm to scoop up my legs.
"It's okay to put me down now, I can walk." It was the first time I had spoken since I ran into him. This was like a dream come true, even though the price was a scraped up knee.
"Not if we want to move so slow." He smirks and starts running.
"Stop running so fast!" I grip his arms tighter, praying he won't drop me.
"Hide your face quick." Brad takes the hat he was wearing and puts it on my head. I listen to what he says and bury my face into his neck.
Right as I do I hear screams and hold on tighter. Fans really do scare me to death. Brad starts running again and soon we abruptly stop.
"Who is she?" A deep voice asks.
"She's my friend, I'm just going to take her into the trailer." Brad responds. I here a gate open and we start moving again. Ahhh he called me his friend.
I remove my face from his neck and look up. We are standing between 2 RV's. Brad opens the door to the RV and starts to climb the stairs. The cool breeze of air conditioning feels good.
"Ow!" I yelp. Brad just swung my feet into the side of the RV. Even though I didn't really mind having my feet hit because he was carrying me.
"I am so sorry again." He turns sideways to fit my through the small doorway.
Finally getting through, I get giddy with excitement because the other boys might be here.
I look around for them and Connor pops out of nowhere.
"Brad where have you- What the heck?" He looks quizzically at Brad.
"Oh my gosh!" I think I yell. I cover my mouth as my face turns bright red.
"What is going on?" James and Tristan walk over to us. I am smiling like an idiot. My hand covers my mouth, I think I am going to cry. Just kidding I am.
"Guys this is Marabella. We go way back and she uh scraped her knee." Brad said getting worried at the amount of blood on my leg now. They must have just noticed it because they stepped to the side at once.
Brad carried me to the bathroom and set me down on the sink, my legs dangling. "Stay right here."
"Do you think I would be going anywhere else?" I try to sound sarcastic, but it sounded more like a squeak. He laughs before dashing off.
He comes back with a first aid kit in hand. He bends down and starts to clean up my leg.
"Well Marabella this is our 3rd time meeting in completely different places and you know what I think?" He stops what he is doing and stands up to look at me.
"What?" I am curious.
"I think it is fate." He states as he bends back down.
"That is so cheesy and cliche." I laugh. I was so glad that he couldn't see my face.
"You know the first time I saw you it was in Devon. We were doing band practice and you came up asking for directions." He doesn't look up.
I frown trying to remember. "And the second was at the hotel in Devon."
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She was the one (A Vamps fanfiction)
Fanfiction"Hi, wait have we met before?" I ask him. "Marabella?" "Yeah?" "Well this would be our 3rd time running into each other in completely different places. I think fate brought us together." He said. Huh Fate. He was gorgeous with his brown curls. N...
