I Found You {Tradley}

Chapter 1- Secrets

"I'm going." I said, as I picked up my bag. I was knackered. I'd been in the studio all day and I hadn't gotten any sleep the night before.

"Wait up, I'm coming with you." Said Brad. He walked over to me slinging some kind of bag over his shoulder. He grabbed my hand and James laughed.

"I swear sometimes Brad thinks you're in some kind of relationship. Be careful Tris." Said James. I laughed. Brad grinned and stuck his tongue out at James.

"We are in a realtionship, we're in love!" Said Brad, pretending to storm off.

After a while Brad let go of my hand as we walked home. "Tris, can I ask you a very important question?" He asked.

"Jeeze, you're not putting your life in my hands again, Bradley." I said.

He smiled. "Maybe, but seriously though, I think Lydia is cheating on me."

"Again?" I asked.

He sighed. "I know, I might just give up with girls all together."

"What dya mean?" I asked.

"I don't know, what were your thoughts on us?" He said grinning and wiggling his eyebrows.

I 'gasped'. "Bradley stop flirting." I said.

He looked at me as though I had accused him of murder. "Me? Bradley Simpson? Flirt? Nah ah." He said.

"Yeah you keep talking." I answered. He shoved me. "But seriously, I should just turn gay."

"Well, you can't just choose." I said. We had walked back and I opened the door letting him inside. He dropped his bag on the floor and stretched.

"Why can't I?" He yawned.

"I mean do you even have feelings for any guy?" I questioned as I walked up the stairs. He followed me.

"Maybe, yes." He said. I stopped and turned to him on the stairs.

"Who?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I deserve to!"

"No!" He refused.

"Oh God, it's James, isn't it? It was James." I said.

"Ugh, no, no, no Trissy." He said, pushing past me and walking into our room.

"Who then?" I whined flopping on the bed. He walked into our bathroom and shouted out, "None of your buisness!"

"Technically it is!" He walked back in. "C'mon after 3 years you cannot keep secrets like this from me. Gimme at least a clue."

"Ok, I act gay with him, alot." He said.

"So helpful, Brad you act like Alan Carr 24/7!" I exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes. "Anyway I have to think about how I'm going to end things with Lydia."

"Just arrange to meet up with her and tell her you're ending things." I said, carelessly.

He nodded approvingly. "I guess so, I'll arrange to meet her at Starbucks tomorrow, but can you wait for me?"

I nodded.

"Mmhmm." I hummed.

_The Next Morning_

"Tris get your lazy ass out of that bed now!" Yelled Brad. I hid under my pillow groaning.

"Tris!" He exclaimed and I groaned yet again.

"Trissy?" He said softening his tone and making my heart break. I looked up at his puppy dog eyes and I sigehd. He clapped his hands liek a seal as he sensed me giving in. I threw a pillow at him. "Shut up!"

"Ouch!"

"Oh how did that hurt it was a bloody pillow!" I said, rolling onto my back.

"Yeah but you threw it hard!" He said, pouting.

"Come here." I said, rolling my eyes. He wlaked over and I kissed his fore head.

"There, now out! Or turn around, I slept naked last night." I said.

"I slept in the same bed as you last night, darling." He muttered.

"I know, I know." I said. "But still."

He turned round.

"So remnd me why I am comign with you again?" I asked.

I slowly got up groaning. "For after it's over in case I need a real life teddy bear to cuddle. You know how mean she can be." He said.

"Wuss." I mumbled. He went to turn around hands on hips.

"I advise you not to-" Too late he'd turned round.

"Do that." I finished my sentence. He picked up underwear throwing it at me. "Put them on idiot." He said. "We're all the same." He said.

The door swung open as Connor walked in. "Guys, there's an angry Lydia downstairs, saying smething about Brad ending things and he can't."

"How does she know?" I asked. He frowned and then his face suddenly dropped.

"What?" I asked finishing putting my underwear on.

"I've got to deal with her." He said. I laugehd slightly.

"You chose to, so do it." I said.

"No. You tell her." He said.

"Brad stop don't be a jerk, we know you aren't a jerk." I said.

"She's real angry." Said Connor peering out the window.

"Con." I said.

"Hmm?"

"shut up." I said. He crossed his arms. Jeez it was like living with two kids and I didn't even have James, he was at the gym. I ushered Brad out the door as Connor started to laugh. Brad finally gave in walking downstairs.

There was a lot of shouting and apologizing (mostly from Brad) and a lot of protesting and insults (from Lydia.)

"You know what, you're just a jerk and a complete asshole! I don't care I've slept with better people, behind your back!" She said. I felt Brad's pain. I heard her leave the front room from upstairs. I legged it downstairs.

"Sorry what did you just say?" I asked her. She jumped a little. "I just said Brad was a complete asshole." She confessed, confidently.

"He is not an asshole ok? He has every right to break up with you, I mean how many men have you slpet with whilst dating him? Not right, not right at all. I mean what kind of a slut are you what were you thinking?" I said angrily.

"that Brad wasn't good enough, but my mouth kept shut! Unlike yours!" She yelled.

"Yeah your mouth might've kept shut, but your legs bloody didn't!" I shouted. She looked at me going before she ran out slamming the door behind her.

Brad walked out tear stains on his cheeks and his eyes red and puffy. I picked him up and carried him into the kitchen. I sat him on the work top. I got him a tissue and a glass of water. He opened his mouth to speak.

"Ssh, you've done enough talking for the moment." I said.

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Hellooo

I haven't written or uploaded on here in ages. I kind of just thought of this in History class one happy Thursday afternoon, so enjoy if not tough luck :D