Fix You (Bronnor Fanfiction) (Sequel to <3 Missing <3) 2/2

Chapter 5 - The Drama Starts

Tristan's POV:

I smile awkwardly as we get outside to the back garden. James smiles 'so, can I see a picture of this lucky girl?'. I shake my head nervously 'not yet, you'll have to wait and see her'. James sighs 'have you been online dating?'. I shake my head and smirk 'no, I honestly haven't'. James smiles and crosses his arms 'anyway, are you ready for this advice or not?'. I nod and smile 'yep'. 

James leans against the wall and I follow him, he smiles 'so, how long have you known Anastasia?'. I think and try and make the story as real as possible 'for about 3 months now'. James's eyes widen in shock 'wow, you've been able to keep her secret for 3 months'. I nod slowly and bite my lip nervously 'yeah, we started talking over Twitter'. James smiles 'I was kinda right with online dating then'. I roll my eyes and lean on the wall against him 'anyway, this advice'. 

James nods 'have you told her that you like her?'. I shake my head 'not yet, she thinks that we're best friends'. James smile fades a little 'wow, best friends in like 3 months. You must really trust her then'. I nod slowly and look down, if only he knew the truth. James smiles again 'if I were you, I would tell her the truth and say that you don't want it to affect your friendship. Then if she doesn't feel the same way, you can still be close friends'. I slowly nod and swallow nervously. I look into James's gorgeous eyes and smile a little 'ok, thanks James'. 

James smiles, but its not the James smile that I know 'its ok, I just want you to be happy with her'. I nod slowly and bite my lip 'I really am thankful James'. He smiles and looks me in the eyes. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist, he leans in and pulls me into a hug. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, I thought he caught on that I liked him then. 

Connor's POV:

I put my phone in my pocket and lean my down onto the arm of the chair so that I am now laying down. I hear Brad coming down the stairs and I take a deep breath before putting on my best smile. Brad walks around the chair and sees me lying down. He tilts his head my way and smiles a little 'you ok Con?'. I nod my head slowly, but feel my eyes becoming watery. Brad walks up to the chair before laying down. He is facing me on the chair and I feel him place a hand on the side of my abdomen. 

'Whats wrong koala?' Brad asks concerned and I shake my head, not wanting to answer. Brad bites his lip, but nods slowly 'its ok, whatever it is, I'm here for you'. I nod my head, but blink away the tears. The door opens and I look up to see Joe walk in, he looks at us concerned 'you both ok?'. Brad smiles 'yeah, were ok thanks. Are you ok?'. Joe shrugs 'I think so'. 

Joe heads into the kitchen quickly and Brad makes eye contact with me again. Brad's hand starts to rub the side of my abdomen now and his free hand rises up to my head and he starts to brush my hair out of my face. Brad's phone buzzes and he moves his hand from my hair and to his phone in his pocket. He looks at it and bites his lip, I use my hands to wipe my eyes 'i-is everything ok?'. Brad still looks confused 'I'm not sure, I've just got a message from James asking for some advice'. I give Brad a confused look this time and ask 'what about?'. 

Brad shrugs 'I'm not sure, he hasn't said. I'll ask him'. Brad replies to the message and puts his phone down onto the chair. 'Brad?' a voice comes from a doorway and he pops his head up. 'You ok Joe?' Brad asks, but Joe replies with 'can I have a quick word with you please?'. Brad nods and looks back at me 'I'll be back soon koala', Brad pecks me on the lips before heading into the kitchen. 

I grab my phone back out of my pocket and open up the camera. I switch the camera's over so that it is now on the selfie side. I feel tears stinging my eyes as I look at myself. Broken nose, red eyes and constantly sad.  A tear rolls from my eyes and follows the shape of my nose. The room was soo quiet that you could hear the little thump produced when the tear collides with the surface of the chair. I stay silent for a second, that is until I hear someone enter the room and I wipe the tears away as quick as I can.