Boys in bands are trouble!

Moving house is fucking stressful.

I was moving with my family to pur new place and i was completely stressted.

I was put incharge of making tea as mum was saying that i was being really irratating and was being useless. Thanks mum.

Anyway im ella, im 16 origanally from london. I have brown ombre hair and am quite short. I wear glasses and my signiture is bandanas.

Anyway I'm getting side tracked!

I've just moved house with my family and its nearer to my best friend Brad. He was so excited about us moving closer bless him. I'd known him since I was 4 so we were pretty close.

Everyone thought me and him were a thing because we were always together! But we're not, Brad and I don't feel that way about it.

I heard s knock at the door and went over to open it.

"Brad!!" I literally jumped on him and he hugged me back.

"Ella" ha shouted back.

"I've missed you" I giggled

"I saw you two days ago" he laughed as he put me down on the floor.

I was quite a lot shorter then him and he was tiny so as you can imagine I am mini!

"Do you need a hand with anything?" He asked taking off his hoddie.

"Could you take those boxes up to my room please?" I asked giving him the puppy dog eyes.

"Yes your majesty" he said bowing and picking up a few boxes. I followed with another box.

"Wow el its amazing!" he said. admiring my room.

"I know. I'm so happy were closer now" he laughed jumping in my bed picking up my guitar.

He started strumming and singing a few lyrics.

"That reminds me I've never met your band mates"

First part bosh x