*BRADLEY'S POV*
"Lovely to meet you, Mary. See you next time?" Tristan grinned as he kissed my Mother's cheek.
"Of course, Tristan. Nice to see you, and make sure Bradley has a good birthday will you?" She chuckled, tapping his back as he turned away to the door where I stood.
"Yeah, I will, I think we'll probably go out for a meal later." He giggled.
"Thanks, Mum, see you in a few weeks." I blew a kiss before grabbing Tristan's hand and walking to the car with him.
"Happy Birthday, Bradley!" She shouted as we got into the car.
"Bye, Love you!" I waved as we drove away.
"So what are we doing later?" I asked Tristan, who barely even mentioned the fact that it was my birthday. I'd checked my phone, and I had no messages from anyone saying 'happy birthday', and I was so upset. I tried not to show any emotion towards the fact that no one cared, not even my 'best mates'.
"I don't know babe, what do you wanna do?" He mumbled, his eyes on the road.
"I don't know." I sighed. He hadn't even gotten me a present or anything, not like it mattered, but a card would have been nice.
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I had decided to ignore Tristan once we pulled up into his driveway, I was exhausted with pretending to be all positive when he hadn't even bothered with me. I slammed the car door and walked over to the boot, pulling my bags out of it as I dramatically stormed up to his apartment door.
"You okay?" He shouted as he locked his car door.
"Oh me? I'm fucking great." I whispered to myself as I struggled to unlock the door.
"Why wouldn't I be? Since everyone is ignoring me. I might as well ignore everyone else too-" I stumbled through the doorway and as I did, around fifty people jumped out of nowhere and screamed: "Happy Birthday Brad!"
I instantly dropped all of my bags and quickly tried to make myself look presentable. Everyone was here, James, Connor, Blake, Reece, George, all of my old high school friends, and no sight of Harley.
"Oh my god, you guys scared the heck out of me." I shouted, holding my chest.
"Happy Birthday baby." Tristan whispered in my ear.
"You were in on this?" I yelled, slapping his arm.
"Of course I was, birthday boy." He giggled before kissing my cheek.
I ran over to James and Connor, jumping on the two of them and hugging them both tight.
"I've missed you two so fucking much." I shouted.
"I've missed you too." Con laughed.
"Brad you need to look at all the gifts we got you!" James tugged at my shirt, pulling me into the next room. My eyes widened as I saw a huge stack of presents on the floor from all of the guests that were here.
"Really? This is for me?" I gasped.
"Yeah, come on you gotta open mine first." James said, sitting me down and passing me the present he'd got me.
I quickly tore off the wrapping paper, revealing a high-technology microphone with all of the accessories to match.
"Thank you so much, James." I smiled, hugging him.
"Mine next!" Con shouted, throwing a box at me.
I chuckled to myself, unwrapping the box, there was around 200 black guitar picks in it. I picked one up and it read 'BWS' in yellow.
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Best Mates | TRADLEY | Completed ✔
Fanfiction"Fuck Bradley it's all for you." "You can't date another member in the band. It'll ruin our careers" ~ Tristan and Bradley have been best friends for years, they've always lowkey flirted with each other and been extremely close, even more now that...
