Based on the fantabulous song Cheater by The Vamps.
P.s. this isn't some dirty smut story, or anything. It's a sweet, gentle story about how the main character's boyfriend is cheating on her, but she doesn't realize it. So her next door apartment ne...
"Come on man, let's go! I gotta go back to my apartment to start packing for Dubai!" I whine to Connor, while walking through the mall packed full of people and crying children. James made a face.
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"Kristy was talking about maybe having a baby the other day. I do not want children yet." Kristy is James's girlfriend. They have been dating for a super long time now and he still hasn't got the balls to ask her to marry him. Tristan is already getting married to his girlfriend soon. Connor even has a new girlfriend and she's beautiful, and super sweet. Her name is Kayla, and she's Becca's best friend.
That made me think about Becca. And John. I want to punch John in the face for treating her so badly lately. I definitely think he's cheating on her and the excuse he came up with during lunch sounded pretty fishy to me. But, of course, she won't listen to me. Every time I try to give her advice, she blows it out her nose. I can't blame her though. She says she always listens to her heart, and doesn't care what other people say. She's kinda like me. I guess...
......
Once we finally got back to our apartments, I wanted to spend time with Becca. I knock on her door and she doesn't answer at first. I knock again, but this time I only hear sobs. I lean into the door and listen.
"Becca? Is everything alright?" I ask softly.
"N-no." I hear her muffled voice through the door. Her door is unlocked, so I burst through and find her in a ball on the couch crying.
"Hey, hey, hey, its alright. Shhh." I sooth, taking her in my arms and cradling her. She sniffed and wrapped her arms around me. Tightly.
"Brad?" She finally spoke.
"What's wrong luv?" I ask as softly as I can, even though I'm worrying that John did something to her. I clench my jaw.
"I'm scared." She whispers, then puts her head in my neck.
"Scared of what?" John definitely did something. For a second, raging Panthers tear at my stomach. I hold Becca tighter.
"John has stopped hanging out with me. He doesn't even sleep at night with me anymore. I think I did something, or- I don't know! You're leaving tomorrow for Dubai, and you always give me good advice, and you make me feel better, and, and-" she started sobbing again.
"I don't want you to leave....." She says looking right in my eyes, a tear slowly rolling down her cheek. I wipe it away so gently, as if her skin is fragile glass.
"I don't want to leave either, but I can't let the fandom down." My heart aches. I want to hold her forever.....
"What's going on here?!" John asks, glaring at me. He storms in,
"Get your hands off my girlfriend." He pushes me away, and holds Becca.
Loins roar and claw at my stomach. I clench my fists and give him the nastiest glare ever.
"John!" Becca squeals half happy, and half mad sounding.
"What's wrong baby?" He asks softly and rocks my Becca back and forth. She looks at me with sad eyes. John glares at me,
"Get out of here!" He hisses. You should be the one getting out of here, because you can't even treat your girlfriend right, and you don't deserve to call her your baby, you-
"GO!" he hisses louder. Before I have a second thought, I'm already storming out of Becca's apartment. I slam the door, and the boys notice my raging furry.
"Brad, what's wr-"
"DON'T ASK!" I yell, cutting Connor off, and slamming my door so hard, it almost falls off the hinges. I storm over to my bed and dive into it, sinking my face in my pillow, and then-
Its silent. All I can hear is my heart beat. My head is telling me a thousand things at once. I squeeze the sides of my pillow. I wish I had a punching bag right now. My head hurts. My heart hurts.
Right now, I just wish I was numb.
"Brad?" I hear Tristan call through my door. I ignore him. Not a minute later, I hear Connor,
"Esso? Come on let us in?"
"You need to vent to us. We'll make you feel better." James calls.
"NOTHING CAN MAKE ME FEEL BETTER RIGHT NOW!" I growl back.
"Bradley please. Let us in?" Connor begs.
"GO AWAY!" I yell. I cover my head with my pillow.
"Bra-"
"I SAID TO GO AWAY!! CAN'T YOU TELL THAT I'M HURTING???!!! GOD SAKES! PLEASE! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" I yell for the final time.
Becca is so blind. John is obviously cheating on her, and she doesn't even reali-
Heeeyyyyyy....... Wait a minute.......
Maybe if I wrote a song about her situation, and played it during the show, she would figure it out......
I got up and rummaged through my dresser, looking for a pen and paper. I finally found them, and sat criss-cross on my bed, moving the pen along the piece of paper at a hundred miles an hour. This was a great idea.
The next morning.
"Hey Brad, did you get the sound equipment?" Joe asks, frantically running around the studio.
"Yep."
"Connor, James, and Dean. Did you get the instruments?"
"Sure did." James replies. The boys and I have been running around like crazy all morning. I wrote a song called Cheater last night, and it sounds really good. The boys came over late last night, and helped me record it. They love it. I love it. Joe loves it. Dean loves it. Now, we're all hoping Becca will hear it, and she'll realize that John is cheating on her.
While I'm playing the new song on my guitar softly, I hear the studio door open, and the familiar voice of..... Becca.
"Bradley?" She calls. I turn around and beam. I stand up and we hug.
"I just wanted to say, 'see you later alligator.'" She lightly smiles, "and I'll cope without you for a day. I'll hang out with Kayla. By the way," she looks at Connor and yells, "KAYLA TOLD ME THAT CONNOR KISSED HER LAST NIGHT. AND I TELL YOU WHAT, SHE'S ECSTATIC WITH HAPPINESS! SHE'S SAYS SHE'S IN LOVE AGAIN!" Then giggles. Connor instantly goes bright red. The boys, Joe, and Dean all look at Connor and go,
"OOOOOOOO..... CONNOR IS IN LOVE!!!!!! KISSY, KISSY, KISSY."
I have to laugh. Connor is frozen in embarrassment. After a minute, he finally smiles and says,
"I am." And everyone 'aawwss' at Connor.
"Alright boys, enough picking on Connor, let's get going." Everyone starts moving out.
"So I'll see you the day after tomorrow." She smiles.
"Yep." I hug her, smelling her sweet perfume that I was going to desperately miss tomorrow. She lets go and walks me to the bus. We exchange smiles (even though I am very sad to leave, and I'm sure she is too), and I start to place my foot on the first step, but I pause. I look at Becca, and she is already walking back to the apartment.
"Hey Becca?" I call. She turns around, eyebrows raised.
"Wanna know the truth about John?" As soon as I ask, John appears behind Becca. She nods unsure.
"He's a dead end." John's face drops.
With that, I smirk to myself, and step up on onto the bus.
