Best Mates | TRADLEY | Completed ✔

(19) Worry PT 2

*Connor's POV*

"You have to tell him." Brad crossed his arms and glared at me disappointingly.

"But- I can't upset him like that." I instantly stood from my seat and paced the room, contemplating what to do. Do I stick with my lovely boyfriend who I've been with for almost a month now, or do I try things with James, the guy who I've crushed on for years? The guilt was unbearable, I threw my head into my hands before I was greeted by a concerned Tristan.

"It's gonna be okay man. You just need to tell him the truth before he finds out from someone else. He might forgive you." The blonde smiled and wrapped one arm around my side.

"He won't." I pulled away, frustrated at myself for what I had done.

"And what I really want to know is how did that silly bitch, Harley or whatever her name is find out?" I groaned, slamming my fist against the wall.

Tristan and Brad gasped once they saw I'd punched the wall through, which was absolutely great and just topped things off for my luck today.

"Nice one, Connor mate." Tristan rolled his eyes and returned to his seat next to his boyfriend.

"Look I'm sorry I'll pay for it, just let me tell Blake in my own time yeah?" I sighed and planted myself down on the sofa. I watched as Brad nodded at Tris then turned to nod at me.

"Good, now I'm gonna leave, I should probably catch up with James."

Once the happy couple had let me out of their apartment, I made my way to the hotel where James was staying. I'd had a good think on the walk there, and I'd braced myself to tell him that we couldn't be together. It wasn't fair to Blake, and I wasn't going to cheat. At least not again.

"Hi." A red eyed James said once he'd answered the door.

"Have you been smoking?" I wanted to frown, but a smirk formed on my face unexpectedly. I'd missed smoking weed with James. Those were the days, on the field behind his house.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" James giggled, letting me into his room.

"All of the crisps and chocolate gave it away I think." I snorted, looking over at James' messy bed which was filled with snacks and also a bong, which I'd bought him not too long ago.

James giggled and flopped onto his king size bed before gasping upon discovering an unfinished chocolate bar.

"James look, we gotta talk." I sighed and found my spot on the bed next to him.

"I know, I know, you can't be with me, I can't be with you blah blah blah." James rolled his eyes and continued to eat.

"I'm sorry, it's not right, at least not right now." I tried to smile as I put my hand on James' thigh.

"I really like you, you know." James huffed.

"You've mentioned. Thing is, I've always liked you." I shook my head in anger at myself, I wish I hadn't cheated, them maybe me and James could be together. Was it possible to have feelings for more than one person at a time?

"Then fuck Blake. Not literally. Just, break up with him." The stoned James shouted.

"I can't. I-" I sighed again, biting my fist so I wouldn't have to pay for any more broken walls.

"Would we even work though? We spend far too much time together and with the band and everything." I continued.

"Well Tristan and Brad seem to be working out." James said convincingly. He was right though, I'd never seen the two so happy together. They were like an old married couple or something.

"I gues-" I was about to finish my sentence before I was rudely interrupted by James' lips. Not that I minded though. James desperately grabbed my hair in one hand and placed the other between my legs as I groaned into the kiss. Our lips fit perfectly together as my tongue slid into his mouth and James seemed to enjoy that as his grip on my hair tightened.

"Ugh." I pulled away quickly, feeling myself get hard as James frowned, confused.

"What's up babe?" James chuckled to himself, slowly realising as he looked down at my crotch. I immediately crossed my legs once he did but James bit his lip at the sight of me getting hard for him so I didn't care.

"Just pass me my phone quickly so I can call Blake and then we can fuck." All thoughts of Blake had come back to me and I was worried about cheating again. I needed to call him to end this as it wasn't fair to him, or James for that matter.

"Hey baby." Blake said, enthusiastically. I could hear cars in the background and a bit of chatter.

"Uhh- yeah hey, where are you?" I asked, itching the side of my head.

"Just driving back to the hotel now, the show was sick." He giggled, I hated to burst his bubble, but it had to be done.

"Alright that's good. I don't want to like ruin your mood or anything but I think we should talk." I said as I heard Blake's giggly energy die down. I sighed, realising I had to tell him now.

I felt James rubbing my thigh as I tried to continue to conversation with Blake, this little tease wasn't helping the situation.

"Stop." I whispered to James, holding the phone away so Blake wouldn't hear.

"Okay. What's up?" Blake's tone was more serious now and he seemed worried.

"I-I think we should break up." I said slowly before biting my lip, awaiting Blake's response.

The phone was filled with long breaths and traffic noise. He must be thinking of what to say? There was no response for a while before suddenly I heard a huge bang and the screeching of tires.

"Blake?! Blake are you okay?" I jumped off the bed, practically screaming down the phone.

"What's going on?!" James shouted.

"I-I don't know!? Blake?!" I repeated his name, hoping he'd respond but the line went dead. What the fuck has just happened?

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OK SORRY TO DO THIS BUT DON'T KILL ME.
Also do you guys enjoy Jonnor??? Sorry I haven't posted a lot about Tradley in the past 2 chapters but I definitely will just you wait😛
Things are about to get KINKY.

(Also I'm thinking of writing a new book or maybe one shots??? Ofc still continuing this book too tho)

-Ellise❤️