#the vamps au meme

This was a really long request so hopefully I got everything you asked for in it, but sorry if I miss anything or don’t write it the way you imagined. Hopefully it’s good enough though, thanks for the request I really liked this idea! :-) 

Also, I don’t know the actual lyrics to Coming Home because let’s be honest at some bits it’s kinda hard to understand what Brad is singing haha! Anyway I googled the lyrics and this is what they came up as so, sorry if they’re wrong! It’s such a cute song though! 

As clique as it sounded ever since Y/N was young all she wanted to do was sing. She would sing everywhere she went, so when she told her parents she had managed to get a record deal they weren’t surprised. Of course they were proud, supported and celebrated with her but they definitely weren’t surprised or shocked. They always believed she would make it, but they never really thought about how successful their daughter would be. 

First was the record deal, then releasing her first single, the first TV appearance, single going to number 1, album release, number 1 album and a million things in between. Everything was going so well for Y/N and she was the artist everyone had been keeping an eye on. Her fan base quickly grew bigger and bigger and the support she got each day was overwhelming.

– 

it had been a couple of years and after doing two tours in her hometown of the UK, Y/N was now going over to America and doing a small tour there to expand her American fan base. Immediately Y/N asked her management if her boyfriend’s band, The Vamps, could join her as her support act. If she was going to try and make it in America then she was going to need her boyfriend by her side. 

–

The tour was scheduled to be 3 months long and one month in and Y/N was already having the time of her life. Having Brad around all the time was a big adjustment for them both as they’d never spent longer than a week together at the same time due to being so busy but so far there was no problems. Of course and inevitably there was small falling outs between not only just Y/N and Brad but everyone on the team, but they were insignificant and didn’t last for long.

Y/N was sat with her legs over Brad’s as they rested in the back of the tour bus together. She was reading one of her favourite books whilst he watched a movie on the small TV that was attached to the wall. After a couple of moments Brad started to complain that he was getting bored but Y/N was too engrossed in her book to hear him, which frustrated Brad. All he wanted was her attention and right now he wasn’t getting any of it. 

“Baby, pay attention to me.” Brad whined, leaning over to her and poking his finger into her cheek. 

Y/N groaned and pushed Brad’s hand away but didn’t look away from her book. Brad pouted but soon realised Y/N wouldn’t notice so he was going to have to take a different approach. 

Brad moved Y/N’s legs off him which started to get a reaction out of her, although she still didn’t take her eyes off her book. 

“Brad, I was comfy.” She complained quietly. 

Brad smirked but didn’t reply, taking it as his perfect opportunity to go ahead with the second part of his plan. He moved closer to her and started peppering kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Without thinking about it, Y/N moved her neck to the side and closed her eyes. It was always her instant reaction whenever Brad’s lips touched her neck. 

Within seconds of more light kisses and small playful nips at her skin, Y/N was a moaning mess underneath Brad’s touch and her book was long forgotten. 

–

“Okay guys, as you all know this is the last date of the tour and I can honestly say this is the most fun I’ve had in such a long time.” Y/N spoke to the audience. “Preforming in front of all you incredible fans each night has made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, and meeting some of you before and after shows is amazing. Not to mention I get to spend all my time with three of my best friends and my boyfriend, who you all know as The Vamps!” 

The crowd cheered with just the mention of their name; some of the fans there tonight were there to see The Vamps, which Y/N understood as they were becoming very successful at the same rate she was. Y/N felt so lucky to be in such a good place with her career, friends, family and fans. 

“Anyway since this is the last night I thought we should do something special to celebrate the amazing tour we’ve had!” Y/N carried on after taking a sip of her water bottle next to the drums. 

“Can we all give a massive cheer for The Vamps?!” Y/N shouted as the crowd erupted into screams and whistles and the four boys walked out carrying their instruments or drum sticks in Tristan’s case.

“HELLO YOU BEAUTIFUL LOT.” Brad shouted down the microphone he had been given by someone backstage and placed it into one of the three spare microphone stands. James and Connor did the same and waved out to the crowd. 

“Coming Home?” You muttered to them all away from the mic and they nodded as Tristan counted the song in and they all started playing as you swayed from left to right.

“Of course I get lonely, I guess I ain’t old me. I’m sick and I’m tired of getting used up and tossed to the side..” Brad started singing, the crowd screaming the lyrics back much to the boys’ surprise. 

“I hate this hotel room, four walls that stop me from getting to you. I’m hoping that someday we can run away, away from it all.” You finished the first verse, grinning at Brad as he had the same look on his face watching you sing his lyrics that he had once wrote with you in mind. 

There was a lot of things Connor expected to happen to him during a meet and greet, the main thing being meeting the most amazing bunch of people he could imagine. Even though he might have never met the people before he felt a strong urge of love to every single fan who was not only standing in front of him but supported The Vamps and basically made his and his three best friends’ dreams come true. 

Connor never in a million years thought he would fall in love at a meet and greet but the first time he saw Y/N he was at a loss for words. She was breathtakingly beautiful and stood out from the rest of the girls Connor was surrounded by. Connor couldn’t place it right there and then but he knew there was something different about Y/N. 

It was Brad who snapped him out of his daze and brought him back to the real world but there was only one thing Connor could focus on; the fact there was only two other girls separating him and the girl of his dreams. 

–

 It had been two years since the meet and greet where Connor and Y/N had met for the first time but Connor could remember it like it was yesterday. It was where everything started for him and Y/N, without that day they wouldn’t have ever met, which scared Connor to think about. He couldn’t imagine his life now without Y/N. 

There was only one problem with their relationship… Well, there was a couple but they all came back to the one thing… The distance. Y/N lived in Australia whereas Connor was always somewhere else in the world. It was hard for both of them to keep up with time zones and not seeing each other for months on end and it was starting to put a strain on the relationship. 

–

“Do you remember when we first met?” Y/N smiled down the phone, it was early morning for her and she was getting ready for a day at school whereas the day in the UK, where Connor was, was coming to an end. 

“Of course I do, it was one of the best days of my life.” Connor muttered, feeling slightly awkward as they had just finished arguing about something irrelevant. 

“Don’t lie, I was a complete pain in the ass then.” Y/N laughed, causing Connor to ease up and laugh as well.

“I wouldn’t say that, maybe… Sassy? I think that’s a good word to describe you as a whole, you’re very sarcastic!” Con smiled. This was how he liked things to be; simple and laid back. He would do anything to sort his relationship with Y/N but with being so far it was so hard. 

Y/N could help but let out a burst of laughter which she was sure sounded so unattractive. “I like that! Aw, that was a really good day… Even if you did take about a million years to make your move after I gave you my number.” 

“You were so confident, I didn’t think I would be able to keep up with you! Plus, completely out of my league.” Connor smirked down the phone, although Y/N couldn’t see it she could hear it in his voice.

“Someone had to grow some balls in that room, there was a lot of awkward flirting.” She smiled, thinking back to the time where things were a lot easier for them.

Connor laughed at Y/N’s comment and the line went silent for a while; neither of them saying anything. Just before the silence was starting to get awkward Connor broke it, saying the three words both of them had been thinking but neither of them had uttered. 

“I miss you.” 

–

Another day came another argument about something pointless. Insults were flying all around and Y/N wanted nothing more than to scream down the phone at Connor. 

“Whatever Y/N I can’t be bothered with this anymore, you always make things such a big deal and create so much drama. Why can’t you just make things simple? But oh no, Y/N has to go and make it a MASSIVE ARGUMENT and then cry to one of the boys that I’m being horrible to you… I’m sick of doing this Y/N.” Connor’s tone started of angry but towards the end of his rant he sounded tired and as if he was giving up.

Y/N didn’t mean to act the way she did, it was just that she never got to see Connor and whilst she was stuck in school working her ass of to get a job he was out living his dream. She was jealous. Jealous that he got to live his life the way he wanted to without a care in the world and jealous that she wasn’t able to be there with him. 

“Maybe we shouldn’t do it anymore if you’re sick of it.” Y/N didn’t mean it in a bitchy sarcastic way, she was being genuine and Connor could tell. The fact that scared him the most was that he knew she was right, they were tearing each other apart. 

Connor knew the right thing to do would be to take a break from his relationship from Y/N, give himself and her some space and to think things over but that’s not what he wanted. He didn’t want to not hear her voice every night or see her face over FaceTime or Skype. He wanted to be the one she ranted to about her day, even if it did end in an argument between the two because the fact they were arguing so much showed they cared a hell of a lot about each other but they weren’t showing it in the right way.

“No. No. I don’t want that. I want to be yours, Y/N and you’re always going to be mine. We just need to talk more about what’s bothering us when it happens and not jump to conclusions or get annoyed and start shouting at each other. We need to sort our relationship out, not take a break.” Connor muttered down the phone, “I need you around, even if you’re not really around.” 

“That sounds like a good plan Con. We can work through this, it’s just a blip. We can make it.” Y/N’s voice was shaky and Connor knew she was getting emotional but unlike before she was hopeful. 

“Oh, and I miss you too.” She added causing Connor to grin.

A/N: Another song request, in case anyone’s confused. This song is called ‘Come Get Her’ by Rae Sremmurd :-) This is the most sexual imagine I’ve ever done but idk it’s not even that sexual but if you find that stuff uncomfortable or anything then you might wanna avoid this one. 

Y/N rarely let loose and went out but when she did, she definitely knew how to party. It’s not that she didn’t enjoy the party environment and drunken state she always seemed to get herself in; it was that she had responsibilities to think about every single day which found a way to take over her whole life. 

Although her friends would never admit it, a night without Y/N being out was boring and even tough it happened a lot, they hated it… That didn’t stop them going out though. Y/N’s friends were much more carefree than she was with all their responsibilities. Y/N stressed out easily which meant she never went out and partied without getting everything done, or at least having a plan to get things done. 

She didn’t know how but within two hours of going into town Y/N found herself unaware of her actions and dancing on the bar table as sexily as she could. If Y/N was sober right now she would have been extremely embarrassed of her actions but drunk Y/N didn’t have a care in the world. 

Y/N was showing off skin, bending over and acting completely oposite to her normal self whilst dancing. Her favourite song was playing which made her get on the table and start seductively singing the lyrics to a boy whom she had just met, called Connor. 

Connor seemed to be loving it as much as Y/N was though, and definitely didn’t complain. Once the song was over and Y/N had climbed off the table after getting cheers from her friends and everyone else who she had attracted to the table, Connor walked towards the bar to get a drink. Y/N immediately noticed his disappearance and although they had only met tonight and knew nothing about each other, Y/N wanted him.

–

Twenty minutes later and another couple of drinks shared between Connor and Y/N and they had found themselves dancing together in the middle of the dance floor. Y/N was grinding on Connor as he stood behind her. Y/N was so out of it she wouldn’t remember a thing in the morning, which she was glad of. 

“It looks like they’re literally fucking each other.” One of Connor’s friends muttered to Y/N’s friends as they watched on from the table. 

“Leave them alone,” she laughed. “They’re just having a good time.”

It wasn’t long before Connor suggested him and Y/N took the party back to his place, which she gladly accepted. 

–

As soon as they were in the taxi and anyway from everyone’s eyes Y/N latched her lips on to Connor’s neck, leaving millions of kisses and marks. Although Connor was loving it he soon had to stop Y/N when she started to unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers.

“Not here, we’ve got loads of time. Take it slow baby, we’re in no rush.” Connor muttered, keeping his voice low so the taxi driver wouldn’t get an earful. 

–

Once Connor had paid for the taxi and unlocked the door to his flat, Y/N rushed in and pushed him against the wall as son as they were both inside. Normally Y/N would never be so forward in a situation but she had a new-found confidence due to the alcohol in her system. 

As they were making out against the wall in Connor’s hallway, Y/N’s hands started to trail down towards Connor’s trousers and she attempted to unbuckle his belt for the second time of the night. She struggled with the belt and started to grow frustrated so Connor had to take over the situation. 

“What did I say baby? No rushing tonight. You’re eager.” Connor chuckled, kissing Y/N’s neck once he had managed to get his trousers and shirt off. 

He helped her remove the tight material of her dress, leaving her only in her underwear… Much to Connor’s surprise she wasn’t wearing a bra. 

“You’re naughty too, aren’t you?” Connor smirked, causing Y/N to giggle. 

“Whatever you want.” She whispered, biting her lip before going in for another kiss. 

Within seconds Connor’s whole “no rush” attitude was forgotten and as he had Y/N’s legs wrapped around his waist and she was leaving more marks on his neck he was trying to get to his room as fast as he could. 

–

Y/N woke the next morning with the sunlight burning her eyes. She immediately groaned with both the pain in her eyes and her head. She covered her eyes and felt slightly cold around her whole body. Her hand flew from her eyes and she sat bolt up, seeing that she was completely naked. 

“Oh my God!” She shouted, covering herself with the covers on the bed. Once she was covered and felt more at ease she looked around the room, not recognising anything. 

“Fuck,” Y/N swore, searching around the bed for her phone before finding on the floor. She saw a mass of texts and notifications which she ignored to go on her map to look at her current location. 

Thankfully she was still in London, just a really posh part where she had never been before. She messaged her friends she was with asking if she knew who she went home with but there was no reply from any of them, meaning they were still asleep. 

Just as Y/N was swinging her legs off the bed to go and search for her dress from the night before a boy walked in holding two cups of tea. 

“Good morning.” The boy smiled awkwardly, putting down the cup at the table next to Y/N and then walking back towards the door and standing there sipping his own cup. 

“Morning…” Y/N replied and lifted the tea off the table, “Thank you.” 

“No problem, if you want any paracetamol or anything then just ask.” 

“Oh, uhh.. No, thank you, I think I’ll just go home and sort myself out there. Um, speaking of leaving… Do you know where my dress is?” Y/N asked awkwardly… She was unsure if she should stay and talk to the boy or even ask about last night. She couldn’t remember a thing, not even his name. 

“Oh yeah, it’s in the living room. I’ll get it for you right now, if you like?” The boy looked just as embarrassed as Y/N was which she was secretly quite thankful for. 

“Yeah, now would be good… So I can kinda get dressed,” Y/N laughed. “Sitting here naked is slightly awkward.”

“Yeah I can imagine!” He laughed as well before disappearing into the hallway.

Whilst he was away getting her dress Y/N received a text from one of her friends who wasn’t with her last night, she was about to ignore it and leave it until later on but she read the preview and quickly swiped to open it. 

“Apparently you went home with a boy called Connor?! You never do one night stands, what is going on Y/N?! You’ve changed haha! So gutted I couldn’t go out last night, from what I’ve been told it sounded like a blast! :-( Next time tho!! Hope you’re not dying too much today petal! Xxx” 

This was the first time Y/N was so thankful her friends were gossips and told people things about her on a night out, it would make her leaving this boy’s house slightly less awkward. Y/N was about to reply but Connor walked into the room carrying her dress. He placed it on the bed beside her and gave Y/N a smile as she thanked him.

“Bathroom’s just on the left, you can get changed there.”

“Thank you Connor.” Y/N smiled as she dragged the blanket on the end of his bed around her body and using it to cover herself as she walked past him to the bathroom. 

Although Y/N didn’t notice it, the fact she remembered Connor’s name made his eyes light up. 

–

Y/n was dressed and as presentable as she could be for leaving a one night stand’s house at 10AM. She walked out of the bathroom and found Connor sitting in his kitchen texting his friends. Y/N walked in and cleared her throat which made him look up at her. 

“I’m gonna head off now.” She muttered, feeling very awkward with the whole situation and just wanting to get out of there. 

“Alright,” Connor replied feeling the same awkwardness. “It was nice… Meeting you? I’m sorry that sounded really lame, I don’t know what to say really.” 

“No it’s fine.” Y/N laughed. “I would say I had a good time but I honestly can’t remember anything… I’m kinda dying and just need my bed.”

“Well, hopefully you don’t die… But, if you want to like hang out properly or go on a night out again sometime… Call me?” Connor had found some courage and took a chance on asking Y/N to see her again. 

“Yeah, why not.” Y/N smiled as Connor wrote down his phone number on a corner of paper he had torn from an old envelope. “I’ll see you around Connor.”

“See you around Y/N.” Connor smiled. 

Another song based imagine haha, this time it’s ‘The Rock Show’ by Blink-182 and I’m so glad because I love this song! Oh and sorry if anything’s wrong; I’ve never been to Warped Tour or the place that it’s held in London so I don’t know anything about the venue, for all I know it could be outside but I’m pretty sure the UK one’s inside… Oh, and I didn’t do the whole song cause it would’ve taken agesss but if you want another part then I can do it!! :-) X

Connor spent the majority of his teenage years trying to get into nightclubs underage. It wasn’t that he was massively under age; he was 17 and going to turn 18 in a matter of months but him and none of his friends could wait. All of his friends were under age too and no matter how many times they tried it, they never got let in. So they did what any other group of bored 17 year old guys would do… Stole one of his friend’s older brother’s stash of beers and got drunk in the alleyway beside the night club. 

That was the first sign that Connor had that he should really get better friends… And maybe a fake ID.

–

Every year Connor attended an music gig called Warped Tour in London. Most of his favourite bands always went and preformed; it always gave Connor inspiration to learn the guitar and drums… He dreamed that one day he’d be in a rock band preforming on a stage; who knows… Maybe one year he’d be at Warped Tour and would be able to go to America and experience what it was like over there; that’s another thing he would love to do. 

This year was completely different to the rest. This year whilst at the festival Connor noticed a girl rocking out, hard, to one of his favourite bands; Sum 41. Of course there were beautiful girls all around him but there was something about this girl that made her stand out from the rest. She was different… Intriguing… Connor needed to know more about her. He needed to speak to her.

–

Within a couple of hours Connor knew more about the girl he’d spotted earlier. They’d left the main area where bands were preforming, after staying to finish watching Sum 41 until they were done. They’d gone to get drinks and Connor learned that she was older than him when she’d offered to buy him a beer, which of course he’d accepted. 

Now they were sitting outside of the venue, still able to hear the music and learning just about everything about each other. He knew that she was kicked out of school for failing all of her classes but she had a job in a small corner shop somewhere in London. 

“I wanna show you something cool.” She muttered after a while of silence, grabbing Connor’s hand and dragging him off the grass.

–

The night was coming to an end slowly and it was starting to get a lot darker, and a lot colder. The girl, who Connor now knew was called Y/N, took Connor through the corridors of the back of the venue and somehow they’d made it up to the top balcony where only a select few people were standing, watching Mayday Parade, who were now on stage. 

“THIS IS AMAZING!” Connor shouted over the music as best as he could so Y/N could hear him. He wasn’t sure if she did or not but he could see her nodding anyway. 

After a while the opening notes to Miserable At Best started playing and the whole crowd started screaming as loud as they possibly could. Connor turned to look at Y/N who looked so fascinated by the song. It took her a couple of minutest to notice Connor was staring at her.

“What?” Y/N leaned in closer to Connor so he could hear her better.

“I don’t know.” Connor mumbled before glancing down at her lips and eventually pressing his to hers.

Okay I’m really annoyed at myself because I started writing this imagine a couple of days ago and then my computer crashed and I didn’t save it. But anyway, here’s the first imagine in ages (and here’s hoping I don’t suck at writing!). X

Brad loved being on tour with his band somuch and he wouldn’t dream of doing anything else as a career, especially with the amount of success the band was gaining. He couldn’t imagine how his life could get any better than it was right now; he had the perfect job, most amazing friends and family and the best girlfriend he’d ever dreamed of. He had it all. 

Every single time Brad came home from touring his parents would throw him a ‘surprise’ party, although it stopped being a surprise after the 3rd time it happened. It didn’t matter the time of year, or the weather, they would always have people over at the house or in the back garden. 

This year when Brad finished tour it was the start of summer. Sure, the band still had a handful of summer shows and festivals to play at but they were mostly in the UK with a couple of events scattered Europe but that was towards the end of the summer so Brad wasn’t too worried about it yet. 

“He’s home! My baby’s home!” Brad could hear his mum shout from the front door as he was getting out of the taxi and dragging his suitcase out of the door. 

She ran down the front steps as Brad paid the taxi driver and slammed the door shut. Just as the taxi drove off Brad spun around and was pulled in to a massive, suffocating hug from his mum. He laughed, although struggled to breath before dropping the handle of his suitcase and doing his best to wrap his arms around her. 

–

Once they were inside the house and settled with cups of tea, Brad started to wonder where everyone else was. 

“Mum, where’s Dad and Nat? And the other hundred people you usually have over when I come back from tour? Please don’t say you’re stopping the ‘surprise’ parties… They’re the best things about being home.” Brad cheekily grinned, adding the last part to see if his mum would notice. 

“Oi, I thought the best thing about coming home would be having me do all your washing.” Brad’s mum joined in on the joke causing Brad to cackle in laughter. 

“No there will be a party, but it’s tomorrow. Tonight was too short notice and plus, I thought you’d be too tired. Instead we’re going to have a family movie night.” Brad’s mum continued once Brad had finished laughing, finally answering his question. “Oh and I’ve invited Y/N.”

Brad immediately grinned with the mention of your name. It had been so long since he’d seen you and the fact that his parents had thought to include you in a family movie night made everything so much more better. 

You and Brad had been dating for many years now; way before he was contacted by James and The Vamps were formed. You’d been there through everything and although sometimes you’d both felt like it was too much to carry on dating you made it work. You’d never felt the amount of love for Brad than you had for anyone else; although you had only dated a couple of guys previous; you knew he was the one and he felt completely the same about you. 

With being on tour for months, Brad had been left alone with his thoughts each night in the tour bus. He’d thought about your life together and how you were going to grow old together one day. He was sure that you were the one he was going to marry. He just needed the perfect timing.

–

When Brad woke the next morning he felt content. He stretched slightly before quickly realising he wasn’t in the cramped tour bunk that he’d been sleeping in for the past month and a bit. If that didn’t make his morning a whole lot better then seeing you lying next to him in one of his t-shirts definitely did.

His smile grew bigger as you stirred slightly and started to waken. He lightly pressed his lips to your jaw, leaving small kisses on after an other before going down along your neck until he reached your collarbones, moving the t-shirt slightly with his hand.

“Good morning, baby.” He mumbled into your skin, causing you to grin like an idiot but blush slightly. 

“Morning, handsome.” You returned as Brad kisses back up to your jaw before he was eye level with you and pecked your lips a couple of times. 

“You… look so… beautiful… Y/N.” Brad said in between pressing kisses to your lips. 

“Brad, I just woke up! My hair’s probably everywhere and I bet you anything there’s mascara from yesterday under my eyes.” You laughed, pushing his face away from you and turning away from him. 

“Well, yeah you’re right there is mascara under your eyes but you still look incredibly and insanely beautiful… Which doesn’t surprise me, because you always seem to do.” Brad was being serious, you could tell by the tone in his voice. 

“How did I get so lucky to land with you as my boyfriend?” You turned around so now you were both on your sides, facing each other. 

“Good question.” Brad winked, making you laugh before hitting his arm lightly. “I’m kidding, baby. I’m the lucky one.” 

And with that, Brad’s lips found yours once again but this time the kiss was a lot deeper and led to more than just a couple of compliments. 

–

Surprisingly enough this is another smut(ISH, I suck so bad at writing smut it’s so cringe so I don’t go too far into it… Trust me it would just be uncomfortable for everyone) so if you don’t like reading smut then avoid this one!! :-) Thanks to @michellearteaga2 for the request!

Being in a new relationship was fun and occasionally frightening at the same time. Wherever the feeling of excitement was, slight fear followed, especially when it came to having sex for the first time together. 

You met Brad around a year ago but you two had only been dating for 4 months before you started to feel like you were ready to have sex with him. It wasn’t that you never had sex before, you had a couple of times with your previous boyfriend, but you were still self conscious and nervous when it came to it. The fact Brad was the kindest, sweetest and not to mention most good looking boy you had ever been with made you feel more nervous.

You knew that Brad would be understanding to how you felt and would never pressure you into doing anything you didn’t want to, you didn’t want to mess up your chances with him because you were scared. The more you thought about it the more you wondered what you were so scared of, nothing bad was going to happen and you just had to keep reminding yourself. 

–

It was one of your usual date nights at your flat. Brad and you were cuddled on the couch watching a film that was, to be honest, getting slightly boring. Brad’s attention was still directed at the TV as you turned away to look at him, studying the features on his face.

“You alright there, babe?” Brad smirked slightly, glancing down at you with his beautiful brown eyes. You felt your heart beat speed up just by looking into them. 

“Yeah,” you mumbled, liking how quiet it was between you two. “You’re really pretty you know.”

Bra laughed at your choice of words, but accepted the compliment nonetheless. 

“Thank you,” he chuckled. “You’re really pretty too.” 

You blushed in response and Brad pressed a soft kiss on your forehead before turning his eyes back to the TV, glancing at you a couple of times when he thought you were looking at the TV as well but you just continued to stare at him. 

After a while you moved closer to Brad and started to kiss along his jaw and down his neck. You heard Brad moan as you nipped at the skin just below his ear. 

You repositioned your body so you were now straddling Brad, your legs either side of his legs. His hands ran down your body and stopped at your hips, holding on to you securely as you kept kissing his neck and leaving small marks.

Without thinking about what you were doing, and getting lost in the moment, you ended up grinding your hips against Brad’s which caused him to moan again. The more he moaned, the more you did it and eventually you felt his hard on against his sweatpants. 

You moved your mouth from his neck to his lips and he started kissing you back. Your hands went down his chest until you had reached the top of his sweatpants. You reached inside and started palming him through his boxers, causing Brad to stop kissing you and take a hold of your wrist lightly.

“Are you sure about this, Y/N? I don’t want you to feel like I’m rushing you into anything…” Brad mumbled, taking his other hand to push your chin up so you were looking into his eyes. He genuinely looked concerned and you knew you had never been more sure of any decision in your life. 

“I’m sure, Brad.” You whispered, pressing your lips to his.

–

You were out of breath and gasping for air whilst lying naked on your living room floor. That was definitely not how you pictured your first time with Brad but it was amazing. Brad turned his head to look at you and a smile immediately broke out on his face. 

“You’re so gorgeous, do you know that?” He rolled over so he was hovering over you. 

“I’ve been told, once or twice.” You smirked before falling into a laugh.

“I’m serious, Y/N. I’m the luckiest man alive to be with you. You’re amazing.” 

“Well then I must be the luckiest girl alive to be with you.” You smiled back, reaching up to press your lips to his and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you.

“I love you.” Brad mumbled in between kisses, causing you to stop and look at him with wide eyes.

“You what?” You were in complete shock and couldn’t believe what Brad had just said. You needed to hear him say it again.

“I love you.” He mumbled again, looking a lot less confident than he did the first time he said it. He looked as though he thought you were going to laugh in his face.

“I love you too.” You grinned back, feeling as though your heart could burst with how happy you were within that moment.