imagines || the vamps

fifty-five. bradley (request)

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i groaned as i opened my eyes, having a headache and not feeling very well.

"g'morning, angie."

"morning." i grumbled.

brad pulled me closer to him, "you alright, babe?" he asked softly and i shook my head, whining quietly. "what's up?"

"i don't feel well." i mumbled.

he got out of bed and picked my up bridal style, carrying me downstairs to the kitchen, where he gently set me down on a stool.

brad made us both some breakfast, which i ate some of and felt a little better, before he gave me paracetamol.

"shall i teach you how to play the piano?"

i nodded with a smile, and he lead me into the music room, sitting down on the stool and sitting me next to him.

for the next few hours the two of us played, and i admired his talent and patience.

"do you feel better?" he asked softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of my head.

"yeah, thank you, but i still feel a bit ill. i love you, brad, thank you so much for today." i gushed and he hugged me.

"anything for you, angie."