Dreams {Tradley}

Desire

Brad woke up, in someone else's bed. He sat up, panicking before he noticed Tristan laying next to him. Brad breathed a sigh of relief. He gently pushed the covers off himself, to find he was half naked. Brad grinned at the thought of Tristan undressing him. But the smile faded as he shook the thought out of his mind.

"Morning." Said Tristan, Brad jumped slightly, he'd almost forgotten Tristan was behind him. Brad stood up. "Morning."

"Where's Con?" Brad asked.

"He stayed in James' room." Said Tristan yawning and rolling out of bed.

"Oh." Said Brad. "Why would you have preferred to have stayed with him?"

"No, no I- I don't mind to be honest." Said Brad, scratching the back of his head and laughing nervously.

Tristan raised an eyebrow and Brad's 'suspicious' behavior.

Tristan grabbed some sweatpants. "You coming downstairs?"

"Yeah." Said Brad, following the older boy out of the room.

Brad sat on the sofa. He watched as the taller, lanky boy picked up the remote control and sat beside him.

"So." Said Tristan, flicking through channels. "Have any dreams last night?"

Brad blushed crimson red and then shuddered at the thought of Tristan finding out about what really goes on in Brad's head.

"I- err-" Brad coughed. "Tris I need to tell you something."

Tristan turned to him and frowned. Brad got butterflies, just having Tristan's full attention was almost too much.

"Okay."

Brad cleared his throat. "I've been-" The doorbell rang a that exact moment.

"One sec." Said Tristan, getting off the sofa. Tristan opened the door and who was standing there, so conveniently? Tristan's girlfriend, Anastasia. Just at that moment. Brad hated the girl enough anyway and then she comes along ruining Brad's chance of diving in.

oh well, even Brad did like guys, maybe taken men weren't his type.

Anastasia, practically threw herself at Tristan. Brad pretended to gag as she just stuck her tongue in his mouth.

Brad sighed. The two of them came walking in, "Hey Brad." She said, looking him up and down before sitting on the arm chair across from him. "Hi." He mumbled.

"What were you saying?" Asked Tristan, from the kitchen.

"Nothing I'll tell you later, I'm gonna go get dressed."

Brad went upstairs and turned left only to bump straight into Connor. The younger boy looked at him in surprise. "Morning." He said. "So did you tell Tris?"

"Nearly- and then-"

"Then what?" Asked Connor, brad walked past him and into Tristan's bedroom to get his clothes.

"Ana turned up." said Brad.

"Oh, wait you didn't tell him in front of Ana did you?!" Said Connor.

Brad turned to his friend, pure horror on his face "Do you think I'm stupid or something?"

"Ah yeah good point." Said Connor.

"Well, anyway I need to get out of this house, just the thought of them down there exchanging saliva makes me cringe." Said Brad.

"So you're jealous?" Asked Connor.

Brad sighed and shrugged. "I guess so, and before you ask yes I do like him and if I got the chance I bloody well would do him."

Connor grinned. "Bradley has a crush." Sung Connor.

"Who doesn't like him back." Sung Brad, sarcastically.

"Stop putting yourself down, I mean who's to say when you tell him he won't dump her for you?" Said Connor, trying to be reasonable.

"Because Tris isn't gay, we all gathered that ages ago!" Said Brad, getting frustrated.

"Well, if I had a choice I would date you not her." Said Connor.

"Thanks, but you're not Tris are you?" Said Brad, running a hand over his face.

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A/N

So this is crap and I'm updating late.

ugh sorry

anyway enjoy

Please comment guys I don't bite XD

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