So as I said. today is a big day. I am going to get my nose pirced and I am going to see the most fabulous four boys performing. OMG!!.

Bianca Turner was leading a normal life until her parents find a house for sale in Warwickshire, Hatton a place they have wanted to live for ages. Bianca is certain that she won't find any friends, but everything changes when she meets Connor Ball in a shop down the road, he takes her into his life, with his new band The Vamps, but will this only be a spring fling or something more? Find out in Springtime Sweetheart as Bianca is taken into a whirlwind of fans and paparazzi. How will things turn out?

One day, James was late for the recording in the studio so Brad wanted to text him, but he typed in the wrong number. This is where the story begins. 1st book: She's Just My Type ✅ 2nd book: Lovestruck ✅ 3rd book: Twitter ✅ Best rankings: #1 in #bradleywillsimpson #3 in #bradsimpson #1 in #bradsimpson #2 in #connorball #3 in jamesmcvey #3 in #tristanevans #6 in #thevamps #4 i n #thevamps #2 in #jamesmcvey #2 in #tristanevans #3 in #thevamps

"Brad, what're you doing?" I whisper, only just loud enough to be heard over the music but soft enough to not ruin the incredible intimacy of the moment. His eyes flicker upwards to look intensely into mine again. "I was going to kiss you" he whispers in reply in an equally hushed voice. "Why?" What Not To Do When You're Alone With a Guy by Ella Evans. Chapter One: Ask the Attractive Guy Why They Want To Kiss You "Because..." he breathes as he moves his thumb away and his lips brush against mine just ever so slightly, "I've been dying to for weeks" * * * * * * * When Ella Evans' mother decides to get married, Ella is thrilled for her. What she's not so thrilled about is the Satan spawn, otherwise known as Brittany, her new step-sister-to-be, who is not only moving into the Evans household but also into Ella's bedroom. Ella has only two options. One. Kill the demon spawn. A tempting yet illegal offer. Or two. Go and live with her brother Tristan for a while. Perhaps the more sensible option. Or so Ella thinks. Until she meets the other guy she has to live with. Her brother's bandmate and flat-sharer, who goes by the name of Bradley Simpson. Warning: contains strong language and mild sexual content. Disclaimer: I do not own The Vamps, any other artists mentioned, any songs, lyrics or brand names used in the story. I do, however, own any original characters and the plot, and would appreciate if people did not steal or copy them. Thank you.

When her younger sister takes something that isn't hers, Lydia Rose returns it and finds something that was meant to be hers all along. Credit to @mrsxball for the amazing cover

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓 Making a bet to see who will ask to kiss the other first is easy, right? Not if you're living together. . . © hairtoolong [ slowly editing ]

(Fan fiction about The Vamps) Vanilla Mae is a certified vampette fan. One day her father texted that she will meet her long lost brother. The question is will she able to accept her brother or not?

I got up and run to Rebecca room, she was sitting on her bed listening to music, I run over to her. " Connor what are you doing" Rebecca asked Show me your scars" connor said "But...why..." Rebecca asked quizzed " I want to see how many times you needed me when I wasn't there" connor whispered with a tear running down connor's cheeks

"I know you're lonely. I think you need someone to want you, well I do want you. So be brave, and want me back" Every day seems the same to me. I sit around and think about how alone I feel, then I wind up rather enjoying loneliness because it's the comfort of being sad. Sometimes it feels so right, and sometimes I'd like to be around no one for ten straight years. But I know this feeling can't bring me places, and I know I'm losing lots of ground, but to keep up means to get up. And why does it have to be the world keeps on changing while I just stay the same? I feel like being down doesn't mean enough to anyone anymore, and I guess the world has made emotion obsolete. And I don't think I feel the same 'cause after all, who says what happy really means?