On the Road with the Vamps [b.s]

Chapter 11

Sorry it's been so long been busy. The story is becoming more and more popular I am so proud and hopefully we will get this story going. Thanks guys
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He fiddled with the bottom of my dress, before looking at me almost wanting my acceptance. As soon as I nod his fingers are hooked underneath lifting it above my head. He stop for a second to look at me and making me so uncomfortable. I move my hands up to cover myself but before I do he grabs my hands and moves them to his shirt. I start unbuttoning it and then throw it to join my top on the floor. He grabs my bum and squeezes it making me moan into his mouth. I move my hands to the front of his jeans and start unbuckling his belt. He stops kissing me and looks downs to my hands "bit eager are we" he smirks. I can feel myself blushing, he leans in to continue the kissing. I finally manage to unbuckle his belt and i throw it to the ground, then i move to the zip and button on his belt. He stops kissing me again and looks me straight in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this" he looks worried.

"what do you mean i thought things were going perfect between us, this was the next step wasnt it for our realationship" where did this suddnely come from. Im so confused, he was the one that started this, well maybe it was my dancing.

" Its just i think were rushing into things, i want to have a proper relationship, not a one stand like the rest of the other girls. Ellie your my first real girlfriend ive ever had and i dont want sex to complicated things. Your so special to me lets just slow things down." he looked so serious. I never expeted this form the towns bad boy, i had heard horrible things about him and girls, but i never expected this, esepecially with me.

I grabbed my dress and his shirt and we put them back on, "come on lets go back to my house and we can go watch a film. Do you maybe wanna stay the night." he blushed.  BRAD SIMPSON was getting nervous about asking me to sleep at his house. OMG of course was what i wanted to shout but i had to act cool. "um yeah sure can i just go grab some stuff from mine first." he smiled and nodded, we headed out through all the sweaty drunk teenagers and to his range rover.

"Brad can i ask you something" i said nervously.

"Of course anything, we do need to get to know each other if were gonna do this right."

"How does a a 18 year old boy get a car like this, im sorry but are you a millionaire or something. Ive never heard you speak of you parents and also youve never gone for work around me so im very confused." i smiled.

he took a deep breath and then " it was a present from my parents, they are millionaires, i dont like to talk about them as people use me because of their money. you may of heard of Simpson Eneterprise well thats my parents buisness, when i was younger they bought me anything and everything it was to help me froget that they were away so much. they just bought my love. When i was old enough to relise this i started to repell and as they called it "putting shame on the buisness" thats all the cared about was the god damn buisness, so when i turned 17 i sold everything the gave to me apart from the car and bought a house here, i grew up in Birmingham when i was younger and happy, but we moved to london because of the buisness. Im currently still living of the money that i got from selling all the items but soon i will need to find a job. Does that answer everything ?"

I would of never expected this from him, he has been through hell and back. I look at him and smile, he moves his hand over and entertwines it with mine.

We pull up outside mine and i run in to grab everything i would need while Brad waited in the car. I ran round my room like a headless chicken searching for everything. Tshirt to sleep in,3 pairs jeans, jumpers , clean bra and pants, thsirts, hoodie, toothbrush toothpaste, makeup, hairbrush and wipes. what else did i need??? well i guess if ive left anything i could come back for it or see if brad has one.