Twisted || Bronnor/Trames (The Vamps) Fanfiction

Chapter 5

~ CONNOR ~

After 4 hours of working hard and non-stop, he finally finished his homework for the day. He closed his enormous book in History and put it right next to his schoolbag, making a mental note to bring it to school with him tomorrow. He put his homework inside his bag, careful enough not to let it fold on its sides, then he grabbed his laptop and turned it on. He looked at his notifications bar and saw that Brad had sent him a couple of messages.

bradwillsimpson: Con, r u online?

bradwillsimpson: i need too speak with u please

He was a bit shook. Does he know about what happened between him and Tristan earlier? Why is he still speaking to him? He decided not to answer to his message, because it could make things worse.

imcalledconnor: what is it?

He sent it before he could even think about it. He was in deep trouble.

bradwillsimpson: CONNOR

bradwillsimpson: omg

bradwillsimpson: i was just wondering when should we meet again

bradwillsimpson: you know, for our project?

imcalledconnor: ?

imcalledconnor: i dont think we should see each other

bradwillsimpson: but whyyy? :(

imcalledconnor: im not allowed to

bradwillsimpson: why?

Connor knew that, although it was the most feasible thing to do, it would be wrong to tell him the truth. He couldn't even tell James why he wasn't alright. He knew it would be very wrong to tell Brad. He decided to find another reason instead, which was, to his luck, something that existed.

imcalledconnor: my dad won't let me

bradwillsimpson: but it's schoolwork!

imcalledconnor: yeah, but he doesn't like me to do music in the house

bradwillsimpson: then we'll do it at my house

imcalledconnor: he won't allow me to go anywhere

imcalledconnor: he wants me to focus on anything but music

bradwillsimpson: i guess we have to practise in secret then

imcalledconnor: im not sure about that

bradwillsimpson: why not? it's the only way

imcalledconnor: what time?

bradwillsimpson: come to the parking lot after classes. i'll meet you there

imcalledconnor: okay

And with that, their conversation ended. Connor turned his laptop off, then he went to his bed. He wrapped himself up with his comfy duvet, then he tossed and turned in his bed. He just stared up at the ceiling. What if Tristan will find out that they were practising in secret? What if his dad will find out that they were practising in secret? He tried to put his thoughts at the back of his head and went to sleep.

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"James?" Connor asked his friend, who was eating a chicken sandwich for 'cheat day'.

"Yup?"