A Brad Simpson x OC fic **SMUTS** 6 years ago, you were Brad Simpson's world. 3 years ago, he saw you for the last time. Today, he saw you again. ------------------------------------ "I keep thinking about what you said, that there was nothing between us." "Okay." You commented, but he didn't continue. "There isn't." "Isn't there?" He snapped back. "I don't think you were telling the truth." "What do you mean, of course I-" "I've known you for seven years, I know when you're lying." He said, his words resonating through the air with a slight growl, feeling angry at the audacity of believing you could fool him. "And you know what?" "What?" You asked. "I think I was lying too." ------------------------------------ #2 in bradleysimpson #2 in thevampsband #1 in thevamps #1 in connorball #1 in bradsimpson #1 in bradleywillsimpson #1 in bradsimpsonsmut TW: Cheating. I try and be sensitive about it though

- stuck in her mind, like her favourite song - Elisabeth, or Lizzy as she likes to be called, can't believe it. It was supposed to be a joke. She sent her CV and the motivation letter on the off chance, not thinking that she ever did have an actual chance of being accepted. But she did. She got accepted. So this summer she's going to be an intern at the UK's greatest bands management. They sent her the acceptance letter and explained how she'd be working with the social media team. Is the university student from London going to make it in the world so far of from her own? What's going to happen when the band goes on tour? And how the hell is she going to stop herself from thinking about that pretty brown eyed leadsinger that she clearly needs to stay away from?

Who knows what they are; would they class themselves as friends? What will happen when a fuck buddy type of relationship becomes complicated?

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍 ❝your body is a weapon and it rips me up inside❞

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 ❛fuck you, simpson!❜ ❛my pleasure, babe❜ © hairtoolong

Paige Jenkins, newly intern as editor in a local British magazine, rents a modest apartment previously owned by James McVey, lead guitarist from The Vamps. Bradley Simpson didn't get the memo. "Some people cross your path and change your whole direction" [Bradley Simpson fanfiction] All rights reserved ©2020/2021 Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the one I created and the made-up storyline.

❝youre too innocent for someone like me, peaches❞ [ this was initially written as a fan fiction but you could can read this as a normal book as well :) ]

But it makes perfect sense, we are going to keep seeing each other, feelings are going to get stronger and keeping us a secret will get harder. Connors childhood friend visits him and his band when they finish tour. She meets Brad, Connor's best friend, he annoys her and she gets on his nerves. The only thing they can agree on is the fact that they are both good kissers. A fanfic told through Arctic Monkeys songs.