I Found You {Tradley}

Chapter 13 - Heartbreaker

Tristan's P.O.V 

I couldn't do it anymore, me and Brad weren't allowed to come out to the fans and my so called 'girlfriend' thinks I'm secretly in love with her. Seriously it's scary. I mean I'm gay! Gay... G-A-Y. That means I like guys right...? 

And I don't think Brad can stand me any longer. I'm boring him, I can tell. I need his full attention, his interest. 

Or maybe it's best if I... left him. 

I walked downstairs to see Brad sat next to Connor chatting away. It hurt to imagine my life without him, but it had to be done. 

"Brad, can I erm talk to you for a second?" I said, forcing the words out of my mouth or else they wouldn't come. 

He smiles, innocently at me and nods. I hope he's a complete dick towards me after this. 

I took his hand leading him upstairs. I sat him down on the bed and I sat down next  him. 

"Brad." I said, swallowing, he nodded. "I'm- we can't be together anymore." 

He blinked. "What? W-why?" 

"Brad you're better off without me-" Brad tried to protest. "I know that for a fact, Brad maybe- maybe Drew is better for you or someone else, out of the band. Just not me." 

"Tris, you can't why? No I can't live without you." Said Brad. I shook my head. 

"Why do you always do this Tris? You tell people you're not good enough and you just don't listen or think about what someone else is feeling." Said Brad, his voice getting louder. 

"Brad I'm sorry-" 

"No you're not, you're not sorry you just want to hurt me." 

"That's not true-" 

"Yes it is, don't lie." Brad stared at me for a second. "I'm out of here." 

"Brad, don't please." I begged and then he did something I did not expect. 

He kissed me. His lips soft and warm. My arms automatically wrapped round his waist. 

He pulled away, and looked at me with those big brown eyes. How I could possibly say no to them I have no idea. But he turned away from me. "I'm going." 

"Wait, Brad where?" 

"Doesn't matter to you!" He said, slamming the door after him as he left. 

I flopped on my bed. "shit ." I mumbled. 

I really hadn't meant to hurt him so bad, I thought he wouldn't even be that heartbroken seeing as I was just dead weight to him. 

Now he was gone. Out. Drunk maybe. Drugs? Anything. 

No. I was going after him. I grabbed my keys of my bedside table and ran downstairs.

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A/N 

I feel as though this is really crap now. Don't worry it'll end soon on like chapter 15 or something... anyway... :/

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