I Found You {Tradley}

Chapter 9 - If We Were Free

Brad's P.O.V

It's horrible being pushed away, by your own boyfriend. All Tris does these days is just turn me down.

I watched, as Tris chatted away to Con. Why me? Did he prefer Con? He talked to James as well, maybe they were doing something behind my back. I shivered, no James wouldn't do that to me and surely Con wouldn't do such a thing...

I had to corner Tris, force some kind of answer out of him.

I saw my chance as Tris walked through to the kitchen alone. I followed him and quietly shut the door, the noise unheard over the sound of the microwave.

"Tris?" I said, quietly. He looked up, slightly pale.

"Brad I was um-" He said, thinking of an excuse to get away from me.

"Have I missed something? Did you break up with me?" I asked confused.

He sighed and shrunk down sitting on the floor. I looked at him and he looked up at me. I shrunk down to the floor with him. He pulled me between his legs surprising me. He kissed me deeply on the lips. "I'm sorry, it's just you knew so much suddenly, Blake had spilt it all and- I just didn't want you thinking I was some guy with issues." He said and then widened his eyes looking at me, still gripping me. "I- I'm not." He rushed.

I smiled, trying to loosen his grip on me. "Tris, I know." I said, freeing myself so I could wrap my own arms round him.

"And I never broke up with you, never could I do that." He said.

I breathed out a sigh of relief. To know that he wouldn't push me away was all I needed to know. We sat there in silence when something started to kick off upstairs.

Connor's P.O.V

"What you expect me to just sit by and let him flirt and touch you?!" Yelled James.

"He wasn't flirting!" I yelled back.

"Ok, so let him touch you?!"

"He wasn't James! He wasn't doing anything!"

"Why'd we have to go to this stupid tour anyway!" Grumbled James.

"I don't know!" I said.

"So you're sticking up for him now are you?!" He said, starting up again.

"I'm not sticking up for him, I'm reassuring you that he wasn't trying to get in my pants! Why would he anyway?!"

"You don't understand." He mumbled.

I did. That was the thing. I'd been jealous of Alec, James' friend. Whenever Alec came round I didn't say anything. But now suddenly James is thinking Shawn is flirting with me, but he can't keep his mouth shut about it.

"Fine, I'll steer from Shawn if you steer from Alec." I said, suddenly. He looked up at me.

"C'mon Con you know I can't do that Alec is my friend." Said James.

"And Shawn is my friend and I am sacrificing that for you, so you should do the same. You know that phase we went through having Alec over 24/7 every second he spent here I felt sick. I hated it." I said.

"Yes but I'm jealous-"

"I was jealous." I said, my voice barely a whisper, but he still heard. He saw the tears coming he stood up. "Con I'm-" He reached out, but I backed away.

"I'm going out." I stated and left the room, keys and phone is hand.

"But it's raining." Said James.

"Oh well, never had a shower before?" I muttered and then I was out of the house.

Tristan's P.O.V

Me and Brad sat there, staring at each other, but listening to the argument upstairs. I heard the door go and that's when we both scrambled up and kicked into action.

I saw James fuming in the porch kicking the show cupboard.

"Hey stop!" I said.

"I'm going after Con." Said Brad. To be perfectly honest, I didn't want him going anywhere but I let him.

"What's happened why'd Con storm off?" I asked.

"It's just Shawn is flirting I know he is, and Con is sticking up for him and said that he felt the same with Alec, but Alec is my friend Tris and Con says Shawn is his friend too, but... I dunno." Said James.

We'd made friends with Alec too over some time, and Shawn. Both I knew for a fact didn't want to date James or Con.

"James, Shawn isn't flirting with Con and I think you know that. You kicked up a fuss because you thought it was the other way round didn't you?" I asked.

He didn't respond. Suddenly the door opened and Con and Brad walked through. Brad had a tight grip of Con's shirt, as though he was going to run away.

"We've decided the best way to solve this is for them to do it themselves, we're not their parents." Said Brad.

"Actually you decided that." Muttered Con. I got up and gently swatted Con over the head. "C'mon." I said, before leaving, Brad ushering me out.

We went upstairs. I threw myself on the small couch in our room and Brad laid out on the bed. Suddenly things were silent and awkward between us. I chewed my lip, with nothing to say.

Brad sat up. "I- um Tris." He stuttered, crossing his legs like a little boy. He fiddled with the sleeve of his jumper.

I looked up at him. "Mhmm?" I said.

He didn't look up just carried on, once he knew he had my attention.

"I just wanted to say that-" He swallowed. "I'm ready as in..." He trailed off.

I got up and walked over to him on the bed. I sat in front of him, taking his hands in mine. "You're not doing this to make me feel better are you?" I asked.

He shook his head. I kissed him softly. "Because if you're not ready, I would wait a million years for you."

A smile appeared on his face and I swear my heart skipped a beat.

"You don't have to." He said, kissing me back.

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A/N

Please comment what you think. Should I skip like the whole smut or not??????? Idk :/

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