2. The Notepaper

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"WHAT!" Connor and James said with one accord, almost shouted, drawing people's attention to us. It was so embarrassing! We were in Nando's, could't they just speak a bit lower? "Please, we are in a public place,  you've brought us some unnecessary attention." I pleaded.

"Sorry," James said, "I'm sorry Brad. It sucks, really. I mean you could't even remember what it felt like." His words only made me feel worse...

"Yeah, James's right. Do you still remember who the top was? Were you the bottom? " Connor cut in. GOSH! What friends did I make with? I was supposed to get comfort and sweet words from them to make me feel better.  I said nothing but sighed, buried my face into my hands.

I felt someone patted me on my shoudler, I looked up to find a smiling Connor.

"Did he tell you his name?" He asked curiously.

I nodded, "It's Tristan."

"Blimey! It must be Tristan Evans! He is a lady's man, I didn't know he is bisexual!" James blurted out.

Ok, so his surname is Evans. "How do you know him? Does he have a girlfriend or something?" I asked, now I was the curious one.

"Why," James smirked, "Do you have feelings for him, just after one night?"

I blushed, felt my cheeks burning. "Nonsense! How would I fall for a raffish dandy?" I refuted. LIAR.

"Come on, you should look at your face, it's as red as a lobster." He chuckled, "Anyway, I don't want to break your heart, but he has a girlfriend. Her name is Anastasia. By the way, do you really go to the same school with me? Tristan is like the most popular guy in our school!"

Oh well, I didn't really love gossip. Maybe, I would look out for it from now on.


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I just finished my maths lesson and now heading to my locker. I should get prepared for my next lesson, Physics, my all-time favourite. 

A familiar voice grabbed my attention. It's him, Tristan Evans. I wondered if I should go and say hi. But seemed like I didn't need to, since he was making the way towards me. My heartstrings were playing faster and faster. Why did I act like a teenage girl? 

"Yo, isn't this Bradley Simpson, the teachers' little pet?" He teased me, while his friends burst into uncontrollable laughter. Ok, he wasn't friendly as I thought. I felt like I was about to cry. NO BRAD, stay strong, at least not in front of these assholes, they would just make more fun of you. 

I stared at the floor, remaining quiet and controlled. I really want to break down but I wouldn't allow myself to do that. I MUST stay strong.

"Hey! What are you guys doing here? The class is about to begin! You'd better not be absent again!" Mr. O'Ahern yelled from the other side of the hallway. Thank god, Mr. O'Ahern just arrived on time. Tristan and his "servitors" glared at me before walking away.

I grabbed my books rapidly and hurried to the classroom, as if it was my shelter.

I took a seat next to Connor, my mood couldn't be any worse right now.

"Are you alright, Brad?" Connor asked out of concern.

"Yeah.. I'm totally fine." I faked a smile. No, actually I wasn't okay, I wanted to tell him but I knew him too well. He would have a fight with Tristan, and ended up being hurt.

He sighed, "Just tell me when you want to talk about it...  ....  Wait, what's that in your pocket?"

My pocket? I looked down to find a notepaper. I picked it up and studied


"Hey Brad

I just want to apologize if I acted like an asshole. But I can't let my friends think that I am homoerotic.

I found you are quite attractive after the little 'mistake'. If you feel the same to me, which I believe you do, meet me at the parking lot after school.

                                                                                                                                                                                   T"


Suddenly, all the sadness was gone.

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