Brad Simpson imagines bws the vamps

Paparazzi disaster

You and boyfriend brad from the vamps went to a club with the rest of the boys in the band, you had many drinks so you were all feeling a bit tipsy after a while you all decided it was time to go home but somehow the word got around that you and the boys were at this club. You were all rushing to get to the taxi as the paparazzi surrounded you all, you were at the back, slightly drunk, the paps got closer and chosen, you felt like you couldn't breathe, there was no way out, they have you trapped all of the boys make it into the taxi but you don't, they are worried about you but the body guards won't let them out, Brad is especially nervous wondering where his girlfriend has gone and he holes you're alright. Suddenly you are pressed up against a door, whilst all of this names are thrown towards you, hurtful words and comments, the paps get closer and closer, the door handle digging into the delicate skin on your back, they got even closer, the door handle got dressed deeper into your back which caused you to scream in pain, suddenly one of the paps grab your arm making you fall to the ground and you are trampled on by many photographers until suddenly a strong grip grabs into your T-shirt and you are picked up into a bridal style carry by one of the body guards who takes you into the taxi
"Oh my god baby are you alright?" Brad ash's as he carefully rubs your arm up and down in a comforting manner. You barely spoke on the way home but the boys understood, Bradley carries you onto the sofa
"Baby Where does it hurt?" He Asks you softly
"My back and my ribs" you say quietly
"Can I have a look baby?" He Asks and you nod and you hiss at the feeling of the cold air hitting your body which is in so much
"How is it?" You ask
"It's not great baby" he says and then he presses an ice pack against your black and blue bruised covered back and rib cage and then brad carries you up to both of your room and he helps you take your clothes off as you are in too much pain to do it yourself and he places one of his loose baggy T-shirts on you
"I don't want anything tight on your back and ribs baby, I promise your manger will be sorting this all out, and those comments those people made are lies, you're amazing y/n, you're gorgeous, funny, intelligent, selfless so don't let a bunch of people with cameras who really hurt you physically hurt you mentally" he says and you smile at how cute he is
"I love you and thank you so much for looking after me" you reply
"I love you so much and of course I would look after you I hate to see you hurt" he tells you and you both fall asleep with a smile even after all the pain.