Tradley Imagines

Brad's Birthday

Tristan's Pov
Tomorrow is my husbands of 4 years Brad 25th birthday. So I'm currently finishing of wrapping his presents and get everything ready for tomorrow. Seeing as he was out with some of his friends back home who had come up to London from Birmingham to celebrate his birthday. It's getting quite late so he should be home soon. As he doubt he'll want to be hungover on his birthday. Before I message him where he is. I hear a knock on the door.

"YOU HAVE A KEY BABE !"I shout from the living room. Waiting for Brad to come in. Then I hear the knocking again.

"YOU REALLY LOVE KEEPING ME ON MY TOES DON'T YOU !" I shout before opening our front door. To see my bandmate James who only lives a few doors down from us.

"Erm hello James. Sorry I thought you was Brad." I say laughing nervously.

"Yeah it's okay. Well you see I do have Brad." Says James before pointing down the corridor.

I then see where James is pointing and I see Brad stumbling down the corridor clearly very drunk. He keeps on swaying from side to side and not looking where he's doing to so crashes into on the bins.

"I told him to not get drunk." I say feeling both frustrated and embarrassed that he's in this state.

"Don't worry about it. He'll just have a terrible hangover for his birthday tomorrow. Come on Brad. " Says James.

Brad's eyes then lock with me and he runs towards me and gives me a massive hug wrapping his arms securely around me.

"You.....sell...FUCKNG AMAZING." Slurs Brad.

"Your so drunk little one. Come on go inside." I say before ushering Brad inside our apartment.

"Well I had best get going. I'll see you both tomorrow." Says James before walking back to his apartment.

"Yeah and thank you so much for bringing him back." I say.

"No problem at all. Bye Tris. Hopefully Brad went be drunk tomorrow." Says James before going back to his apartment.

I then go back inside and lock the door. Before to go and check what destruction Brad has caused. I then walk into the living room and see Brad trying to dance while swinging a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Brad babe I think that's enough of that now." I say before trying to get the bottle of him.

"No tris we have.....to.. party.. all...night long." Says Brad while keeping a tight grasp on the bottle and slurring his words.

"But your going to have a horrible hangover tomorrow." I say getting frusatrted now.

Then Brad stumbles towards me and wraps his arms around me and moves me face down and gives me a very sloppy kiss. But before I can protest Brad then goes pale and is sick all over me and himself.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE BRAD NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE !" I say while shouting at Brad who has now backed away from me.

He looks scared of me. Brad then goes to sit in the corner of the sette and puts his head in his hands and starts crying. Great now I've made my husband cry. I then take my now covered shirt of sick of and put it in the washer. Then I make my way towards Brad.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to shout at you. It's just that. I don't like you getting to drunk as I know what you'll be like tomorrow." I say before pulling Brad towards me.

"Me sorry." Says Brad before yawning.

"Lets get you to bed. Put first let's get you changed." I say before giving Brad a kiss on his forehead.