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Piano Man (Tradley au) by redlipstightskirt
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'He knows that it's me they've been coming to see to forget about life for a while' Or, the one where Brad plays the piano at a smoky bar, and Tristan escapes to said bar to get away from life.
Black Roses ||| Tradley AU by WritingSince03
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This is a tradley AU about Brad, James, and Connor are looking for a fourth roommate. Tristan may be just the kind of guy they were looking for. When Brad starts to fall for his roommate he realizes his new roomie might not be the kind of guy he was meant to love. Though could they make it work? This book is full of love drama and hopefully some laughs!
Songbird (Tradley AU) by TiredTris
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__ "I can't love you." "...I don't understand." "And you never will. This is your what if." "I don't want you to be my what if, though." "And I didn't want him to be mine, yet here we are.' __ Tristan Evans, notorious man whore and slut of the century has lost the man he cared most about. He is severely depressed and can't go a day without his mind being plagued with what if's. So when the new boy in town reminds him of the fiancé he lost, it takes all the self control he has to be able to control himself and not suffocate his newest love interest. However, can you love someone enough to make a relationship work when you're only with them for someone else || completed 23/11/16||
Flavoured Ice [ᴛʀᴀᴅʟᴇʏ] by nefariously
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"Three pumps of raspberry and a whole lot of you."
Simple//Tradley:Jonnor by nhclubsandwich
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'It was like the blonde was obsessed with unmasking the younger boy, like it was now his own personal mission to unravel the boy's layers just so he could learn everything there was to know about him. Honestly, Tristan had to admit, Bradley Simpson was intriguing, a mystery just waiting to be solved and he wanted to be the first one to experience the real Bradley Simpson, whoever he may be.' OR The one where Brad has no emotions and Tristan is fed up with it.
teach me gently on how to breathe || tradley/brad by itsbunny
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in which tristan is the only one who can make brad's forty-two-beats-a-minute heart race.
bambi eyes || tradley by itsbunny
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in which there are a lot of things tristan doesn't know about himself, but when he finds an unconscious boy in the trunk of his car, it may lead him to finding out who he really is.
I Know Places / b.s. by allfoolsgold
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Heartbreak and attitude collide. Olivia and Brad find themselves as complete opposites that might just be the cure they need. - mature content. COMPLETED.
Delayed | b.w.s by whatisthepointtoit
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When two delayed passengers find themselves stuck with each other for over four hours, they find out more than they expected and arrive in London with far more than they bargained for.
Ten Sins || #Wattys2015 by GirLegend99
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"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."