Only The Beginning... BWS

Part 1

I was just scrolling through my Instagram, when a saw a picture of Brad. Isn't it weird that he is everything to me and he doesn't even know I exist?!

I am sitting at a round table in the corner of the local café with a large coffee, listening to The Vamps. Not a surprise really considering I live for them. I took my earphones out, I packed my stuff up and left a bill. I was just ready to stand up and leave. Until the bell rang, to say someone entered, I looked up quickly to see some luscious, dark brown, curly hair. He was quite a small figure, he was looking around. He looked confused. He slowly came up to me but by that time I lost interest and was reading a NOTICE. He came up to me. I looked him in the eye. It was him. The person who I love. The person who I obsess over everyday. It was Bradley William Simpson. He said in a smooth, calming voice "Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but do you know where the toilets are?" I didn't answer, I just pointed to where they were. I felt my face going red. I felt exposed to the world, I was embarrassed for some reason. He looked at the ground, "Thanks." he sighed and went off to the toilets. Their were two sides, one for LADIES and one for MEN. He opened the door to the LADIES and I heard a little girl squeal. I giggled quite loudly and Brad swerved round with his cheeks red and smirked at me and ran to the MENS.

I slowly started walking outside, where the rain was pouring and the wind was howling and where the sky was a dark blue, close to black. I jumped in my car, which was parked just outside the café. I was sitting in their, still, doing nothing, for two minutes but felt like hours. I couldn't leave now, not when Brad is was in the same town as me. So I gathered all my stuff again and got out of my warm, new, pastel pink mini, and entered the café again. Brad was already waiting in the short queue at the till, I went up next to him and said

"Sorry, about my weirdness before" Brad jumped a bit and put his hand on his chest and replied.

"No problem, love. What's you name?" He asked.

"Liza. Liza Brown."

"I haven't heard that name before, but it is sure a hella nice name, Liza."

"Thanks" I said looking away a bit flustered.

"I am..." He started saying.

"Bradley Will Simpson" I finished for him, just realising what  I have just done.

"How did you know that?" He asked moving up the line.

"Oh, sorry. I sort am quite a big fangirl of your band. The Vamps right? I was actually going to your little show tonight! And when I saw you come in the café I was like. What do you call it? Starstruck. That's why I didn't answer when you asked where the toilets were." I said, the words just exploding out of my mouth.

"Nice to meet you Liza. Do you want anything?" He asked me.

"Can I just have some water please?"

"Sure, you go and find a table I'll be their in a tick," Brad said.

"Ok," I just stood their staring at him. "Oh, yeah sorry." I said, while I felt myself beginning to go red.

I finally found a two seated table near the window at the quite bit of the café. I got my iPhone 6s out of my pocket and started texting my internet friend, Lucy, who was also obsessed with The Vamps. As I started texting her, I realised she was out with her boyfriend right this second, so instead of ruining their first date I just slid my phone back in my pocket. When I looked back up I saw Brad wandering towards me with a tray in his hand and his brown, curly hair falling over his face. A few moments later he placed the tray on the table, and said

"Here you go Miss Brown. It is ok to call you Miss Brown isn't it?"

"Just call me Liza, Mr Simpson." We both started laughing. And his big brown eyes were glistening, I was attached to him, how could I ever just leave and pretend this didn't happen?

"So how old are you then, Liza."

"I am 19. You?"

"Are you sure you don't already know that?" He looked at me smirking. I didn't answer I was just sipping my bottled Buxton water and looking at the floor. Their was a short time of awkard silence when her finally said

"So what are your favourite hobbies?" He asked smiling at me.

"Urrrrr... Well I love singing and playing the acoustic, I also like skateboarding and football. I like playing football abroad in hot, sunny places." I said, smiling. "So what do you like to do when you're not on stage or rehearsing? " I asked, because I actually really wanted to know, "if you don't mind me asking"

"I don't mind you asking" he said with his tea in one hand and his phone in the other, I swear he is always on his phone but is never active, he probably just likes stalking people, I giggled to myself. "I like singing when I am alone, I also like the same things as you to be honest." "But I love meeting fans, and also travelling."

We were honestly talking for hours on end. The café owner walked up to us and pointed at the clock "closing time, you two lovebirds." I felt myself going red again, and I looked at Brad and he was just smiling at me. "Come on Liza, lets go somewhere." He took my hand and leaded me out of the café and said

"where's your car?" over their I pointed to the pastel pink mini and handed over the keys.

"Wait you can't drive Brad! It's a new car!" 

"That's one thing my fans don't know about me"

* END OF PART 1