Brad's pov
We have been in the studios since eight o'clock this morning writing up the new song that we have managed to finally think of. We've come up with the name 'Last Night' and so far we are loving it. Connor came up with the basic idea and we pitched in together to make it into a song which will hopefully smash the charts. It is now two o'clock and we have written the song and come up with the basic melody so we know how we want it to go.
"All we have to do is sort the music out and perfect it, sort out for definite who is singing what then put it together and record it, then obviously make adjustments from there." I say quite proud as I look at the papers in front of us. There are loads of sheets from planning to the first version of the song with scribbles say what can be improved on it to the final version. The table is basically covered with sheets of paper.
"Yeah basically," James confirms.
"I can't believe we have actually written it though, I am quite proud of my idea being brought to life."
"Hey it was a good idea, have confidence Connor." Connor smiles at us. This morning he was acting almost like he was scared to share his ideas because he is the newest member of the band. "Anyway Joe what are we doing now?"
"Well considering you have worked very hard so far I would say you can go home and relax. But I want you in tomorrow be at eight again so we can get the melody sorted because even though you have some basic ideas if we could bring that melody to life tomorrow and put the vocals with on it to see how it sounds and we may be able to record tomorrow, we'll see how it goes."
"Okay, that sounds like a lot." James sighs and we laugh at him.
"James I know you want to spend time with Emma but you have to remember that the band comes first." We tease him. He rolls his eyes.
"The band will always be first and you know it Simpson."
"Hey just don't get married because then you will be my brother-in-law. Ha that would be fun wouldn't it McVey."
"That is a horrifying thought." We joke around. James and I have always had a lot of playful banter and we both know that we don't mean it because we are good friends really. We all leave with Joe trailing behind us as he picked us all up so he knew we weren't going to be late. I drop back so I am walking with Joe leaving the three lads to walk ahead of us.
"You alright Bradley?"
"Yeah. Instead of dropping us off at home can you drop us off at this address please?" I hand Joe a piece of paper and he nods looking slightly confused. I thank him before joining the lads again. When we reach the car we all get in. Joe is behind the wheel with me next to him in the passenger seat so James, Tristan and Connor are in the back of the car. Joe starts to dive towards the destination without saying a word.
"Joe are you lost mate my house is the other way?"
"Joe where are we going?"
"Brad any idea where he is taking us? You can see better than we can."
"Not a clue." I lie, it is a surprise therefore I can't tell them. The lads stop asking questions and just look out of the windows to see if they can figure out where we are going.
Ten minutes later Joe pulls into a studio but stops because there is barrier down.
"Hello. D. P. Studios may I ask for your name please?"
"Yeah it's Bradley Will Simpson here. I have my manager Joe and band mates James, Tristan and Connor." I say leaning across Joe slightly. "Is that Darren?"
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Being Brad's Sister
FanfictionEmma Rose Simpson is Brad's younger sister. With a year between them, the siblings are they are quite close. They both get on with each others friends but both are protective of each other. However Brad is in a band which is growing in fame rapidly...
