It was two weeks later.
Brad rarely left tristans house, when he did it was to get food for them both or new clothes from his house.
They had waited for tristans injuries to fully heal. Even though they were pretty minor, they didn't want any one suspecting anything. Well, Tristan and Brad didn't. James was still highly angry and wanted Ryan to face as much hate as humanly possible.
Today the three of them were going out. Just out for a walk but Tristan was also going to vlog. Obviously along with not going out side Tristan also hadn't made a video. His fans had been patient but he could tell they were itching for another vlog.
He didn't tell them one was being made today because he wanted a surprise for them and he wasn't quite ready for being swarmed by girls as he was still a bit wary about being touched as the mental bruising of Ryan's actions still hadn't healed.
Tristan stood in front of the mirror in the hallway, studying the small red mark on his face where the cut had previously been.
"It's not noticeable." Tristan jumped slightly at the voice behind him.
"At least not to them. They wouldn't know what to look at, they don't know anything." Brad wrapped his arms round Tristan and interlaced his fingers with the taller boys. He pressed a small chaste kiss on his back. "I promise."
"Now come on, put your jacket on and we'll get going." He said softly pulling away.
Brad pulled his shoes on as someone knocked on the door.
Tristan flinched and Brad lightly patted his arm reassuringly as he opened the door. On the other side of the door, James stood with a huge beaming smile on his face.
"You ready?" He smiled.
Brad looked over at Tristan.
"Yep." He confirmed nodding, putting on his jacket. He grabbed his camera off the side table and walked out the door.
As he walked ahead slightly James lightly pulled on Brad's arm. "Was he okay?"
Brad shrugged his shoulders. "Seemed it I guess. He was a little bit out of it a minute ago."
"Guys! Hurry up!"
Brad and James walked up to Tristan.
Tristan turned his camera on and held it up.
"Hi guys! It's Tristan, obviously. I've been ill so I'm better and back. Anyway, we're going out for lunch then doing a twitcam later. I have James and Brad with me, the main squad. Wait. Where's James?"
They both turned around to see James with his phone up to his ear. "Ooh it's a booty call." Teased Brad.
"Anyway, I have Brad with me. James, well he's on the phone to someone. So I only have Brad."
"Hey!" Brad said in a girly voice his voice being deliberately annoying.
"Hey!" Tristan mocked.
Brad pretended to be offended and slapped a hand on his chest. "Ouch that hurt. How dare you mock me." He tried to keep a straight face but failed and burst out laughing.
"Sorry. I left the kitchen door open and the cat went uptairs and shat on my mums carpet. She was pretty mad." James said running up to the camera.
"Normal day in James' world." Brad said to the camera.
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OOH 3RD PERSON THAT'S NEW!
PART 1
PART 2 SHOULD BE UP SOON. CAN ANY ONE GUESS HOW OLD I AM LMAO IF YOU GUESS RIGHT ILL DEDICATE 2 CHAPTERS TO YOU
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YouTube ➳ Tradley
FanfictionWhere Tristan Evans is a world famous YouTuber and happens to bump into a certain curly haired boy.
