8: 'Cause When I Cry, It's Only For You

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By this point, Will was just consumed by music, dead phone tones, and just overall dimness consuming his once lit heart. But, something seemed to worry him. Perhaps missing James. Yet the music he was listening to.. it remained on two tracks. Denial, and The Other Side.

"I want you in my sleep.. can't bear to have you next to me." Will mumbled, but the comforting of James' voice seemed to ease his muscles. No one was here to call, no one was around the flat.. well, James was getting ready for an outing. He heard the buildup after the lyrics, but then instead of repeating the chorus.. it felt looped? Over and over, continuous.

"I want you in my sleep, can't bear to have you next to me."

"Want you in my sleep."

And it kept looping. And Will was sure something was off with those earbuds as he clearly stated toward James earlier. Maybe it was just a little malfunction. Will laughed it off, removing the earbuds, and then looking at both individually and seeing the wiring seemingly right, seeing the metal inside also tucked snug where it should have been.

So why were they only playing two of James' songs? Why was it only two and not the whole album?

Will felt a bit unnerved knowing the fact technically, a sexual innuendo made by his friend was ringing in constant  through his ear drums, and the more he wanted to remove the earbuds, the more it made him hate himself for letting that thought hold him. James was his friend. Not a bad bone in his body. Not a bitterness in tongue. No traces of no brain sense.

"It's almost like it knows me." Will then says, huffing as he bunched up into his previous position of his knees up to his chest, as the song still went on. And on. By the half hour, he just felt maybe James would want him to kill himself.

He wouldn't be that way Will, you need to get your damn act together. 

The song kept playing. Occasionally the switch between them would happen, giving a slight variety to what his ears had to endure, but it wasn't at all enjoyable after the first few rounds, it just felt like it was insanity. And he didn't even need "white noise" to prove it. Just those two songs, proved in verbatim. Hell.

Maybe if he muted it, maybe it would give his ears a rest. So he tried to do that, tapping on one first before attempted to turn it down, with success. Then the second, again with maybe too smooth a success. Will's ears felt relieved, as he let out a sigh of pleasure knowing his ears could just relax.

Yet, that high couldn't last.

James had been getting ready in his room, and left Will contained like a creature in his second portion of office, that was until he would knock aimlessly on the door, before chuckling out loud, and the other inside heard the jingle of keys, and that's when he might of thought he'd get a break.

The door squeaked open, leaving Will cringing from that high pitched noise while James poked his head in, as Will met his alienated new look, as he had his suit on.

"You don't like my New Years outfit?" James hums, lips pursed to a line while the blazer swayed with his covered hips.

"James, New Years was literally January 1st, it's literally nearly February. Better yet, closer to Alex's 25th than your assumptions." Will responds sarcastically, yet seemed to tone it to get James interacting.

"Although I never said it was for New Years. It's just to go and vibe with the guys. Although Tommy had called and he wanted you to come for some reason."

Will's heart seemed to light up. Not for the fact James was in a dapper suit and talking to him again friendly, but the fact that he could actually be freed for longer than sneaking out the window.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 09 ⏰

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