besties ~ braddison

𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 ~ part 6

yall are gonna kill me </3

[bryce pov]

i drove to the clubhouse. i haven't been there by myself yet, but i'm exciting. genuinely they're really nice people.

when i got there isaak and sebastian were outside (aged like fine wine).

"wassup man." isaak said coming up to me.

"sup, just here to film something with abby. i don't know why she needed me but i'm here."

"k i'll go tell her." sebastian said, going inside.

abby walked outside. "come on bryce, lets film it in my room."

i've never liked abby like that. just a disclaimer before somebody hires a hitman on me. but what happened next will make the history books.

we filmed then video then she kissed me. i was shocked, but i kissed back because i was confused. i know, a shitty excuse. but bare with me- i didn't know.

let's just say, what happened next i didn't mean to do. well i did but i wasn't thinking.

[narrator pov]

it had been an hour and addison rae wondered where bryce was. so her, nessa, josh and quinton got in the car and went to the clubhouse. she saw the videos of them. she wondered why he had been taken so long. and why he lied.

bryce had hooked up with abby that day. he still wonders why to this day. it's his biggest mistake other than going to jail. hurting addison is a mistake.

[addison pov]

when i got to the clubhouse, i felt odd. i'm in the hype house. legally am i supposed to be here? daisy did nothing wrong to me, but yeah she did thomas wrong. i guess? i don't like siding in arguments but i think it should be fine.

i asked daisy where abby and bryce were. yes i talked to daisy, it's not problem. we all know damn well ryland still slides in her dms, and thomas is okay with that.

when i walked in on bryce and abby hooking up, it felt numb. like i had no emotion. i didn't know if i was sad, or mad. bryce looked over at me and looked disappointed in himself. he should be. he hurt me. again.

all i feel in life is heartbreak. i haven't been happy since bryce called stuff off. and this is the cherry on top.

i'm tired of being a second choice. a girl that a boy can go to when he's bored. a girl a boy can go to when he has no one else. i thought bryce wasn't like that.  i thought he was different. oh well. i'm better than that. i just need to keep my focus on myself.

i heard josh yelling at him and i started crying. i just wanted to go home. or somewhere where i felt safe. and happy. nessa was comforting me. thank god for her. 

josh came down the stairs. "buds lets go before we get kicked out. bryce will be home later, but i don't think anyone wants to see him right now."

we got in the car and went home. we didn't talk, but i stopped crying and that's all that matters. i just wanted to be with people that make me happy. not people who make me feel like a second choice.

"addison, you okay?" mads asked when i walked in. i guess she heard the news. 

"i'm fine."

"no you're not, we should totally have a girls night. like we used to." mads responded, trying to cheer me up.

"okay!" i said, i was excited and smiling for the first time since i got here.

that night, mads, nessa and i did our hair, face masks, watched a movie, and gossiped. 

"sooo addison, you like anybody?" nessa asked me, 

"well, i used to like bryce and i thought he liked me back. but i guess not."

"it's okay addison, you deserve better anyways." mads said.

"is he home yet?" i asked.

"yeah, he went up to his room. guess he's inscure now." we all laughed at nessa's joke.

"i have an idea to mess with him.." i said laughing.

we snuck upstairs to check if he was asleep. he was on the phone with someone and he seemed upset. we listened and..

"i know that hooking up with someone makes me a bad person, but honestly, i think i'm in love with her. i love everything about her. her smile, her laugh, her personality, everything." he paused, i assumed he was listening to the person on the other side of the phone. i hope he was talking about me, but i don't know..

"yes, i'm in love with addison fricking rae. like every other simp on the internet. except she hates me, that's the thing. i hate myself for what i did. i don't know if i should tell her. but i will soon." he paused again. i was shocked, bryce hall, in love with me?

"okay, i'm taking notes, tell her sorry than take her on a date. i'll tell her tomorrow, bye."