Trisha's POV:
Liam and I were driving to school, talking about random crap as pure bloody usual... My phone had run out of credit, and I had planned to walk to school today with Brad. My best friend of 2 years. So when Liam's car pulled up outside of my house and insisted he drove me to school, I had no way of notifying Brad of the change of plans... I didn't want to use Liam's phone because I didn't want him thinking I wasn't appreciative of his offer of driving me. so I wasn't particularly looking forward to seeing Brad waiting outside of the school's gates. Liam was in the year above me, although in terms of maturity he acted like a 5 year old whereas me on the other hand acted 2 times my age. Him being in the year above meant I had no classes with him, but i had all of my classes with Brad, hence why were the best of friends. Don't get me wrong Liam and I haven't been going out forever, we've been going out for like 2 months ( which according to some girls in my year is basically a lifetime at our age).Cough-slappers-cough....So if Brad was going to peeved off at me all day,it meant my day was going to pretty miserable. YAY, can't bloody wait! Liam got out and said goodbye then headed off towards his group of friends. Brad always gets here early, it was exactly 30 mins until lessons actually started, and with Liam driving it meant we were here early too. My eyes met where Brad was propped up against the brick wall, evidently avoiding eye contact with me. He was clearly getting the hints out early that he was annoyed with me. I put my hands in my jean pockets and walked over to him. "I'm so sorry Brad, my phone's run out of credit and Liam just showed up out of the blue insisting and rather begging me to allow him to drive me to school." i said giving him puppy dog eyes, hoping to win him over so he wouldn't be annoyed at me and ultimately so my day wouldn't be full of misery. "S'okay." Bad miserably muttered. Brad was much like a girl in that respect. Wow wow wow, hear me out on this one....If he said he was okay or the situation he was in was okay or alright even, it was officially not ok. But knowing Brad as well I did I knew that even he wasn't being so uptight about me not walking to school with him. This was something most likely a bit more serious. "c'mon" I said, leading the way to a bench behind the back of the school which might as well have been cordoned of from the school its so far away from the classrooms and the school gates. I didn't even need to look behind me as I knew full well that Brad would follow me like a lost little puppy. Bless his heart! He sat down facing me, resting his arms on the flakey wooden table. "spill." I blurted out, knowing he'd understand, what I was on about. He was upset about something, i could see it in his eyes. To everyone else Brad probably looked perfectly fine, because Brad is a natural at hiding his feelings, it is just the way he is. But me on the other hand could instantly tell when something wasn't quite right with him, just like when I'm moody Brad seems to know when it's my time of the month vs when I'm just being a moody hormonal bitch. You know your typical teenager.. The truth poured out of him like a jug of ice cold lemonade on a hot summers day. He was jealous. Simply jealous. We didn't really talk much throughout the rest of the day,unless we had to about work. I felt like maybe Brad was a tad embarrassed about him being jealous of mine and Liam's short but sweet relationship. But who knows? Maybe thats just me trying to make sense of this whole awkward situation, and who can blame me for desperately trying?! Brad didn't walk home with me that night, although i knew that before all of his confessions, and even some of my own. He had planned for his Mum to drive him to the shopping complex so he could pick up some knew school shoes as his current ones were hopelessly falling apart. Just like our friendship by the way things were heading. But surely we were better than that, surely? Surely stronger than that two ruin and destroy our two year solid friendship... Meanwhile Liam was at football practice for their upcoming match, So me, unlucky Trisha was left to walk home by herself in the cloudy and somewhat drizzly late afternoon. Great. It was a Friday so atlas i had the upcoming exciting weekend to look forward to. Well you would've thought... But really I'm going to be laying in bed watching reruns of old tv series on netflix, what more could a girl like me possibly want...? sigh. When i say it out loud it sounds so lazy, but who said lazy had to be a bad thing? Well I'm sure my gym-obsessed dad would disagree, but who cares. I suppose on the plus side we have bank holiday Monday off, more chill time. Perfect.
(Tuesday 0morning)
The three day weekend went quick, unsurprisingly none the less. you know what they say, 'time flies when you're sat in bed doing absolutely sh*t all!'😉 I walked, all the way to school without saying anything to anyone, unsociable much? Liam wasn't going to be in today as he was attending his aunty's cousins, best friends neighbour,grandma as she had recently passed away. Yah he was just as confused as i was believe it or not. Talk about confusing to get your head around. I arrived much later than usual, although I'm not going to lie, it felt pretty good and more chilled to be honest. I walked straight through the gates knowing that Brad would already be inside by this time. I did not expect what i was about to see next, and believe me when i say you won't either.. Brad hanging around his locker with the school tart, the one the only, Chrystal Brennington. long dyed blonde hair and boobs so big kim k would be jealous.. Well maybe not.. Some of the girls in the year above call her tango, although thats never stopped her caking it on an inch at a time (A/N let's be perfectly honest, we all know a girl like this...) she kept her orange tinted hands resting on Brad's pristine white, crease-free shirt. It was weird because deep down (although if anyone asked it would be thickly denied within a heartbeat no matter who was asking) i felt a pang, a pang of jealously? I marched over without thinking twice about my actions and grabbed Brad by the arm pulling him over towards the bench we were sat at on Friday. Muttering something to Chrystal about how we'd only be a minute. I soon saw that some of the lads in the year above were sat at the bench laughing their heads off at something that 5 year olds would find funny.. typical lad behaviour I've learnt of the years.. so i changed direction, still pulling brad along and headed towards a tree. I let go of him once id lightly pinned him against the tree."Erm what d you think you are doing?!" i said slightly out of breathe from dragging his heavier than mine body across half of the school. Maybe it should've been him asking this question seen as though i had just dragged him rather viciously by his lumpy arms.. But that my friends is besides the point...he furrowed his brows, asking me to explain myself most likely. I explained/shouted/screamed/belted to him how messed up it was that he pretty much confessed his love to me than three days later he's being allowing the school tramp to be feeling him up with hands more orange than the carrots i feel my bloody rabbit?!?!?! He looked rather startled to say the absolute least. Cough*understatement*cough. Brad can often be pretty predictable at the best of times, but even I, his best friend of 2 years, could not predict his following action. His lips joined mine, they locked together like two puzzle pieces that had finally reconnected.Maybe, and just maybe, I would have stop calling him my best friend, and call him something along the lines, of boyfriend.... But who knows, if brad kissing me has told me anything more than how i really feel about him, it'd be that you never know whats going to happen in the future, particularly the near future....
OMG! i melted inside when writing this, and i knew how it was going to end too! really really hoped you like this Trisha and this is what you were wanting! Than you guys for reading and commenting i appreciate it more than you ever will know! love you all so much! libby! ❤️💙💜😘😘 XXXXXX

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