The Vamps Imagines ( Brad )

Imagine #1 - Confessions

Your best friend, Brad, just came home from tour. You missed him so much, he planned on having a sleepover for the whole month, he owes you the moments without you. He told stories during his tour, funny things. You were quite jealous, though. Not because he was spending more time with his band, but having lots of fun on tour without you. "And there's goes— Y/N, are you alright? Is there something bothering you?" he asked. "Oh, don't worry, everything's fine." you smiled. "You're lying. Tell me. That's what friends are for!" he exclaimed. "Well, I am just a tiny bit jealous of your friends— I mean, the fun you're having on tour without me." you confessed. "Jealous? There's nothing to be jealous about. Actually, I've been thinking if you're actually having alot more fun without me." he said, sighing. "Can you tell me an imteresting story while on tour?" you asked, breaking the tension between you. "Oh! I just met this girl at the park while on tour, she was beautiful, amazing, and just, amazing. We have alot in common, and look! She even gave me her number! How lucky am I?" he gushed. "Wow, that girl is lucky..." you muttered. After a while, you felt like crying because he kept on saying awesome things about her. "I'm sleepy. Can you please turn off the lights?" you asked. "Why? I'm not done yet." he said, looking at you in concern. "Please just turn off the lights?" you asked, politely. "Okay, then.." he said, getting up from his bed ( you're in your secret room with two beds ) and turned off the lights. You hid yourself in your sheets, sobbing silently. Guess what? Brad actually heard it. It wasn't that silent. "Y/N, why are you crying, love?" he asked. "I-It's n-nothing," you managed to stammer out. He didn't know that you had feelings for him, and you thought that he doesn't like you. But you were wrong. He likes, I mean, loves you. He's always been there with you from the day when your previous boyfriend broke up with you. "Y/N, please just tell me." he shook you, But you didn't budge. "Y/N, please. I thought we were friends?" he told, more like asked. He didn't want to be friends with you, but more than friends. "Y/N, pretty please with whipped cream with cherry on top?" he said, pouting im the darkness. You still didn't answer. You had stopped crying, but more tears keep falling. "Y/N—" you cut him off by yelling at him, "I have feelings for you, Brad! Can't you see?! I'm crying because of the girl you're talking about. I'm jealous okay?! I know that you're just going to have pity and say you, have feelings for me too. I—" before you can finish what you were saying, he removed the sheets off of you, and he kissed you. "Pity or not, I have feelings for you, too. I actually thought that you don't have feelings for me. I love you, Y/N. Go out with me?" he asked, kissing you passionately. "But what about the girl you're talking about? Do you love her?" you blurted out. "She's you Y/N. We first met when I'm on tour. We have alot in common, right? Damn, you're so clueless. I love that." he laughed. "You haven't answered my question yet. Go out with me?" he asked, holding your hand. "Yes. Yes I will." you answered with all your heart. In the future, you are a great couple. ×