The Bar (Jon Davis x Reader)

Chapter 11

Y/N's POV
A couple days after I met the guys, me and Jon barley talked. He said he was tired, so I gave him his space. But since then, we haven't really talked at all. I've been really worried. Did something happen? Did I do something? Did the guys not like me? A bunch of thoughts ran through my head.

I tried to call him, but it immediately went to voicemail.

I waited for him to call back, because usually when he doesn't pick up, he calls right back. I do the same. But the entire day he never called back. That's when I was really worried.

The next day, I decided to call him again. He picked up!
"Hello?" He said in a groggy tone.
"Hey! Are you ok?" I asked
"Fine, why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, we haven't really talked in a while, and I tried calling you yesterday, but you never answered or called me back."
I heard someone yelling in the background,  and Jon yelled back, but it was muffled.
"Listen, Y/N, this isn't really a good time." He responded, he sounded stressed.
"Oh, is everything ok? I can call back later if you-" He cut me off.
"I said it isn't a good time, ok?! Fuck!" He yelled, then hung up.

Something was definitely going on. I wanted to come over to see what was happening, but I didn't wanna make him more mad.

I stayed awake, wondering what was happening. The next morning, I decided to call Head to see if he knew anything, but he wasn't much help.
"What." He said, in the same tone Jon used yesterday.
"Hey, is everything ok? Jon seemed upset yesterday, and you don't sound well." I asked.
"Uh, hold on."
The phone was muffled, once again. But I could kinda hear what he was saying.
"Jon?" He yelled.
"Yeah? Who are you on the phone with?" He sounded tired.
"Y/N."
I heard fast footsteps and then he hung up.

What was going on? Are they ok? I wanted to call back, but he would probably hang up again.