Best Mates | TRADLEY | Completed ✔

(6) Make Up

*BRAD'S POV*

It had been a long day of interviews and our first headline show in London. I was so happy that I got to experience all of it, but I was so exhausted all I wanted was to get back to the hotel and go to sleep.

"Right guys, here are your keys." Joe nodded as he handed all of us our keys to our hotel rooms. We all had individual rooms, which was nice because I'd never had that before. 

As I walked through the never ending hallway to my room with Tris, Con and James to our rooms, only Con and James were speaking. Tristan had been 'off' with me all day today and I wasn't sure why. He was so guilty of that, the littlest things would annoy him which most of the time, annoyed me too. Usually, because I hated seeing him moody. 

I tried to think back to earlier that day, going through a list of things in my head that could have upset him, or that I  could have done to upset him. However, nothing came to mind, I just assumed he was tired. I put the key into my door and waved to Con and James as they continued to walk further down the hallway to their rooms.

As I opened the door to my room, I was stopped by the blonde.

"Bradley," He began.

I hopelessly turned around and Tristan stood at his door, which was so conveniently placed directly across from mine. 

"Yes?" 

"Do you remember what happened in that interview earlier?" he asked, his eyes gazing over at me.

"The never have I ever one?" 

"Yeah, like, when the question was 'never have I ever had a crush-"

"-On a band member, yeah." I finished the sentence for him, knowing exactly where this was going.

"You didn't answer." He bit his lip and looked above me, avoiding my eyes this time. 

I sighed and opened my door, placing my bag inside before closing it and standing there with him in the hallway.

"And you said you hadn't." I tilted my head and awaited a response from the blonde, who immediately looked at me as soon as I spoke.

"Yeah, but, that's because I can't have the whole world knowing I'm, you know." He wanted me to finish his sentence, but that wasn't happening, this was all on him. I didn't know whether Tris was gay, bisexual or whatever but he definitely needed time to think about it.

"Mhm?" I questioned, playing dumb. I wanted to hear him say it. I definitely do think of Tris as more than a mate, more than Con or James, and I wanted to know whether he was serious about this.

"Gay." He held crossed his arms and his eyes wandered around the empty hall.

"Well Tristan, you need to sort this out. You know this is the reason I was kicked out of my home." I was kinda pissed at him, I'm not going to lie. My own parents kicked me out because of my position and of course I didn't want that for him, even though he lived alone. 

"I- I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry, I'm just confused." He shook his head and brought his hands up to his face, rubbing his eyes.

"It's alright. I'm sorry for being like, harsh. I know it's hard. You just need some time." I smiled at him and I could tell he instantly felt better. Tris nodded.