Tristan's pov
                              I awoke the next morning with my loves head on my chest. My fingers interlaced with his hair making him stir slightly. I carefully rolled him off me and swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. I reached up to rub the sleep from my eyes but stopped when I remembered what happened yesterday. I walked into the bathroom and got ready. As I was brushing my teeth, I studied my facial injuries. They weren't awful or life threatening, I could tell they wouldn't scar. 
Well not physically maybe mentally. 
                              Brad's PoV 
                              I woke up to an empty bed. The sheet was pulled down and the other half of the bed was still warm, indicating Tristan had only just got up. I smiled contently when I thought of mine and Tristans exchanged words the previous night, my smile faltered however when I remembered what happened with Ryan. The thought of his name made me nauseous. 
                              I pushed myself out of bed and made my way to the front room. 
Tris was no where to be seen so I grabbed my phone from the coffee table and walked into the kitchen. I put the kettle on and jumped up onto the counter. The second I turned my phone on, it was suddenly blowing up with notifications. 
And then I went to compose a tweet.
                              @bradleysimpson:
                              Don't believe anything until it's 100% confirmed 
                              Within seconds I had tonnes of replies. 
@*********: I love you
                              @*******: what's it like to hook up with tris huh curly?
                              But one took my attention. 
                              @******: are you aware tris and Ryan are happily together? Stop getting involved in someone's relationship when you've known them for 2 minutes ffs 
                              @bradleysimpson:
@****** surely you don't have a right to say that when you don't know that person at all. 
                              I flinched when I felt two cold hands touch my waist. I looked up and saw Tris stood there with a slight smile. "Morning." He flashed a grin. 
                              He leant in and pressed his lips against mine, I smiled into his passionate gesture and put my phone down on the counter and put my hands on his face. 
                              I was slightly higher above him due to being sat on a higher level. This meant I was more in control. Just before the kiss deepened the kettle clicked pulling us apart. 
                              "We should come out." He whispered against my lips. 
                              Oh shit. 
                              I had no idea how to end this lmao. Hope you all had a lovely Christmas ❤️
                                      
                                          
                                   
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YouTube ➳ Tradley
FanfictionWhere Tristan Evans is a world famous YouTuber and happens to bump into a certain curly haired boy.
 
                                               
                                                  