The Vamps Preferences and Imagines

The way you met

James:

It was 7am, and for some strange reason your parents had thought it acceptable to wake you up and make you go to the shops to get some more bread so that they could make toast. Groaning at their request, you slumped out of the house and made your way down the street to the shops.

It only took five minutes for you to get to your destination. You unplugged your headphones which were blaring out music incredibly loud and went in to get the food. Annoyed wasn't even the beginning of how to explain how you were feeling today. You picked up the bread and spun around carelessly, accidentally knocking into someone.

"Oh my God, I'm so so sorry!" You apologized, bending down to help pick up their items.

"It's fine, my love," a familiar voice replies. You look up, not believing the sight your eyes meet. Standing right infront of you was James McVey. "You look kinda cold," he smiled. "Wanna go grab a coffee?" The smile that suddenly appeared across your fave gave him his answer. That bad day had quickly transformed into a perfect day in no timex

Connor:

You were alone, sitting on a park bench, watching some little kids play on the slide and swings. You were just getting over a passing in your family and needed some alone time, so figured that this was the best place for you. You had your headphones in, listening to 'Stay With Me' by Sam Smith, as it read your emotions pretty well right now. That's when a good looking boy came and sat down next to you. He too was listening to music, but when he noticed you staring removed his earphones quickly and smiled at you as you did the same.

"Are you okay?" He questioned.

"Not really. What about you?" You soon found out that the boy's name was Connor, and as you got chatting, you began to fall in love...

Brad:

This was it - you were finally going to meet Brad Simpson!

You and your best friend waited eagerly in line at The Vamps' meet and greet queue, your hearts pounding in unison.

"Next!" The security guard called, and then it hit you - you were next!

You and your best friend dashed up to the signing table. The boys smiled at each of you, except Brad who kept his eyes fixed on you. You saw him scribble something down on a piece of paper, then he handed it to you as he shook your hand. As the boys were signing away, you took a glance at the note:
Meet me at the food stand outside in 10 mins - Brad x

Tristan:

"Everyone, this is our new music student. His name is Tristan, and as this is a duet grade and the only solo is Y/N, I'm going to pair him up with you." You caught a quick glance of Tristan and smiled shyly.

"Hey," you began.

"Hey," Tris smiled. "What instrument do you play then?"

You looked down and rubbed your foot nervously across the floor.

"I... Don't play any instruments actually. I sing."

"Cool!" Tristan exclaimed, grinning. "Your name's Y/N, right? I'm Tristan, but you can call me Tris. I play guitar, piano and drums - mainly drums though. I wanna hear you sing!" He smiled, sitting eagerly on the edge of the school table as you started singing Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran, your heart fluttering.