Chapter 8 - Can we talk upstairs

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<<< What am I going to do now. I should've never trusted him. >>>

** 4 unread messages from the group chat **
Huh? Group chat?

I open the chat to see James, Dani, Brad :/ , Tristan, Connor and I were in.

Tristan : Hey, wondered if you'd all like to come to mine for a movie night?

Dani : James and I are up for it but are the other 2 coming?

Tristan : Nah, argued with them ahhhh.

Dani : Oh right, we'll be there

Connor : I'll be there obvs.

Me : Sure.

Bradley : Yeah ok.

Tristan : Great, see ya all later lavleys, wear onesies coz why not.

Wait........ Brad and I still haven't sorted out what happened and to be honest I don't, did he lie? Awks much.

{ 3 hours later }

I start getting ready just putting a little bit of makeup on. I threw my pink onesie on with some kind of pattern on it and slipped my shoes into my favourite white converse.

I walked over to Tristan's as it was only 10 minutes away.

I knocked on the door to Tristan's mother letting me in.

I followed her down to the basement where everyone was.

Everyone said hello and then we had a big group conversation and basically just going on social media.
Tristan made a joke.
Which i creased myself laughing as you do when you can't control your laugh.

Then 2 minutes later when I stop laughing I go on Twitter to find a tweet.

'@bradleywillsimpson : hate it when the person I like and my best friend start flirting'

'In reply to @bradleywillsimpson : same m8'

I burst out a sarcastic laugh and say "I'm flirting is it, says you the one kissing a fan?"

He sternly replied "Megan, can we go talk upstairs please?"

I just looked down and got up to go upstairs.

He took a deep breath and ................

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