Dreams {Tradley}

Uncontrollable

Brad moaned as Tristan kissed along his neck. Brad pulled him closer as the older boy crawled over him. Brad moaned the boys name as he dug his nails into his back, feeling the blonds body against his. Tristan pressed their lips together and brad could taste mint on the other boys tongue. Brad never wanted this to end he-

"Brad for fucks sake wake up!" A pillow hit Brad in the face, making him groan as he came hurtling back into reality. Brad rolled over to see who had oh so rudely interrupted such a fine dream.

Wait what? Brad sat bolt right up, staring at the bed eye wide. He'd had yet another dream about his band mate, this was the third time now.

"what's wrong with you?" Asked Connor as he put down the pillow.

Brad groaned. "Oh Con I had another dream."

"What of Tris?"

Brad blushed, "yes."

"Wow dude, maybe you're in love." Said Connor wiggling his eyebrows. "Bradley's in love, Bradley's in love." Connor sang. Brad glared at him, and it was Connor's turn to be at the receiving end of flying pillows.

"Ow!" Said Connor.

"Oh shut up, it was a pillow wuss." Said Brad, getting up. Connor pouted."Anyway, so tell me what happened in this dream?"

"Well, it was like usual I guess we were basically making out." Said Brad.

"ooh was he good?" Asked Connor.

"Yeah, but that was just in my dream." Said Brad.

"Wel, you should give it a go in real life!" Said Connor.

"You mean hit on him?!" Exclaimed Brad.

"Yeah why not?"

"He'd hate me forever, plus he's got a girlfriend. And I'm not sure I exactly want to hit on him myself." Said Brad, nibbling at his lip.

"You're so confusing Brad." Said Connor as he walked into the bathroom to do his hair.

"Says you!" Called out Brad. He stretched and yawned. The bell went and Brad groaned.

"Brad get the door!" Said Connor.

"Alright, gimme a sec." Said Brad as the doorbell went another three times. Brad walked downstairs in just a pair of tracksuit bottoms. He opened the door to see Tris.

"Hey Brad." He said.

"Um hey." Said Brad as he opened the door wider letting Tris in.

Brad had completely forgot he'd made arrangements to hang out with Tris, for the day.

Brad nibbled his lip, a habit he did a lot, when he was nervous.

"I'll be one sec." Said Brad, as he ran upstairs.

"Who was it?" Asked Connor.

"Tris." Said Brad as he took off his bottoms an searched the room for a shirt and some jeans. He found some jeans and pulled them on. He grabbed a white shirt his phone, keys and money. He slipped on his sneakers.

"Aren't you going to put your shirt on?" Asked Connor.

"Yeah, in a minute." Said Brad. "See ya." He ran out of he room and down the stairs, shirt in hand.

"You ready?" Asked Brad. Tristan nodded. "Let's go." Said Brad.

"Um Brad, not being funny, but maybe you should put your shirt on."

Brad blushed. "Oh yeah." He said, pulling it over his head.

*5 hours later*

Connor giggled. "You so love him!" Brad' s eyes widened. "I do not!" He exclaimed.

"Fine next time you see him I dare you not to look at his-"

"We Con! I definitely never look there!" Brad said, a horrified expression on his face.

"Oh c'mon, I used to check James out all the time. I mean have you seen those arms?!" Said Connor going just into a daydream. He snapped out of it as Brad made a gagging noise.

Connor rolled his eyes. "Maybe you should tell him, just to get a weight of your chest. Who's to say anything sexual has to happen between the two of you?"

Brad sighed and bit his lip, laying next to his best friend. "But that's the thing. I do kind of find him attractive. I wouldn't mind you know-"

"Fucking him?"

Brad sighed. "Yeah, I guess."

And then Connor frowned. Something the younger boy hardly ever did. "Brad tell him. Tris is a good guy, you know that."

Brad nodded. "I do."

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A/N

I kind of just yeah....
I've got my one shot thing now XD so if you could check it out and comment any ideas.
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