Tristan's POV
I paced back and forth anxiously. What if he thought of me as an asshole? Though I really did act like an asshole to him. Come on Tris, don't be a pessimist, you were the hottest guy in the whole school! He wouldn't want to lose the unique opportunity of being with a hot guy, right?
As thoughts thrashing around in my brain, the sound of footsteps on the path interrupted my meditation. That must be Brad!
I looked up with a nondescript mixture of feelings.
Only to see a cleaner of middle age sweeping a pile of fallen leaves into a corner.
I sighed with a shrug of despair. I gave up, he wouldn't come. And I was a completely asshole. I shouldn't be so mean to him.
I walked towards my car carelessly, I've pissed him off, and he would never forgive me!
BOOM! I felt someone bumped into me, and now we were on the floor in a very awkward position. I fell on him, with a perfect plank movement supporting myself. Our lips nearly crashed with each other, I felt myself heating up. I was about to put all the blame on him, but I looked up only to see a angelic face.
That was Bradley Simpson. He came.
I stood up quickly and helped him up as well. He was blushing too, like an overripe tomato, that was so ... cute.
"So...Sorry!" He stuttered, looking down at the concrete.
"Please, don't apologize. It was my fault." I said. "So, you finally came."
He nodded, still blushing. So cute.
"I want to talk about something. I am always a plainspoken man. Please forgive me if I say something rude. Do you ... have a crush on me? I mean I found it out after the 'mistake', that I might be interested in guys. But I've never felt that before, except when I am with you. You are the only one that turns me on." I whispered, afraid there were someone else in the parking lot. Especially after the incident with the cleaner.
BRAD'S POV
'OMG! There wasn't anything wrong with my ears, was there? Was he interested in me? But he already had a girlfriend. And James told me that Tris was a playboy. I couldn't believe a playboy's words, especially words about love. This must be a prank or something!' I kept telling myself this. But he didn't look like lying at all. Should I believe him?
"Yeah I think...I...I...I love you." Honestly, I didn't want to be a stalker anymore.
I saw him smiling at me, he looked even better when he smiled.
"But, what about your girlfriend?" I asked carefully.
His smile was suddenly gone, "Fuck Anastasia, she is a bloody mother hen. All I want is you."
"What if I become a mother hen too?" I giggled.
"You know I would never leave you. Because you are so bloody cute and deserves a handsome guy like me."
"Have you ever heard of 'those who suffer from narcissism will become selfish' ?"
"Yeah I am selfish, because I want to possess you. I want you to be mine, ONLY mine."
AN: Sorry this chapter is kinda short :(
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