my shameful desire x bws

seventeen.

brad's part of view

"You did what with my sister?"Tristan stood staring at me.

"I'm sorry mate."I said looking down to the floor.

"I don't think sorry covers it."His voice raising. I sighed, I knew he wouldn't like it but I didn't think he would get angry. And by the look of his face; and his fists. He was angry.

"Did you force her into it because I swear if you did I will-"His voice filling the reception, but somebody cut it off.

"No he didn't."She interrupted, I smiled towards her. She smiled back. Oh that smile.

"Do you think me, out of all people would let him if I didn't want to."She half laughed. Tristan rolled his eyes.

"I suppose."

"Don't be angry at him, or at me for that reason; we chose to do it and it has nothing to do with you so I 'suppose' you will have to just live with it."She mimicked. I tugged on my lip. His eyes darted up to mine, then he turned around and walked off.

Great.