holding back from you

'I'll be ten minutes I promise'

Brad's POV

water covered every single inch of my body as I heard the director yell "THATS A WRAP". I stood from the log flume that myself and Connor had just ridden for the final shot of our new music video and I began to shiver as my wet body met the icy night air "maybe a water park at night wasn't our greatest idea" I shivered which made Con laugh "you enjoyed it don't lie, plus it'll look sick" he jeered as he threw a towel at me. "at least you two didn't have to use the ride that spins you round like a fucking plughole" I heard James whine loudly as him and Tristan approached us, "he hasn't stopped moaning since we got off the bloody thing" Tristan groaned as he pulled me towards him, "Tris you're dry, let me get changed" I said but he didn't listen as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tight against his body "you looked cold" he mumbled pushing a kiss against my lips "plus I wanted to do that all day" he finished before releasing my body, only keeping hold of my hand inside his own.

"it's weird isn't it" James said softly as the four of walked out of the water park and towards the car park "we just filmed our seventh music video, imagine telling us two years ago that we'd be able to do this" he said in awe, I hadn't really thought of that but now James said it we have actually come so far. As we arrived back at the car park there were two large black cars "one car is going back to the hotel and the second is going to collect everyone's take out" our manager Joe called from the window of the first car, the four of us looked at each other "you two are still soaked so go back and get changed, me and James will get the food" Tristan said, I groaned in annoyance at his words causing the older boy to slide his arms around my neck and gently kiss my lips "I'll be ten minutes I promise" he said with a wink before himself and James hopped into the first car and set off.

Me and Connor climbed into the back seat of the second vehicle as my phone buzzed *missing you pumpkin, hope everything's gotten better - visit me before you leave?* from Trinity, I felt awful that I left America without even telling her last time, she only knew once I messaged her from Tristan's. My trail of thought was cut off by Connor's voice "I'm proud of you Brad" he said softly as I turned to look at him full of confusion "just like three weeks ago you was in such a bad place and I was so fucking worried Brad like I thought I was loosing my best friend, but I haven't seen you this happy since back when we released wild heart, it's nice really" he said as he pulled me into a hug "bronnor is better than tradley anyway" he said sarcastically, "you wish Mr Ball" I replied as I smacked him with my backpack.

After we arrived back at the hotel the pair of us went into our hotel rooms to get changed, this time around I was sharing a room with Tris and Con with James. Me and Tristan had pushed the two single beds together in the centre of the room to form one double bed, I slipped into a pair of black skinny jeans and a baggy grey jumper before hopping into my usual choice of black boots, I shook the water from my hair and let it hang in damp little ringlets before venturing to Con's room. "why're they taking so long?" I whined as I paced the length of Connor's hotel room, the younger boy just shrugged, I pulled my phone from my back pocket before clicking dial on Tristan's number. After a number of rings it sent me to voice mail, "oi you beautiful lanky shit, answer your phone" I sighed as I clicked hang up, "maybe they're in traffic or there is a que at mcdonalds?" he questioned before we heard light tapping at the door "thank god" I sighed as I yanked open the hotel door but it wasn't who I expected to be stood there, instead of my band mates it was a police officer who towered over me, "Bradley and Connor?" he quizzed emotionlessly, the pair of us nodded "you have to come with me" he stated as he lead us out the room and into the police car waiting outside.

My mind was racing with a million questions, have they been speeding? is something wrong with our visas? are they tricking us? my heart was beating faster than I think it ever had before, as we pulled up at our destination it was a hospital. I felt my heart drop, Connor linked his hand into mine and gripped tightly "I'm scared" I whispered, any level of volume seemed impossible with how restricted my throat was, "me too" the Scottish boy mumbled as the police officer lead us silently to a room. The door crept open and in three beds lie Joe, James and Tristan, one of the nurses explained that the car had been hit by a drunk teen driver - who was also unconscious somewhere in the hospital, not that I care about him - and James was conscious at the scene with only a few minor injuries which were mostly cuts and bruises with a slight concussion, whilst Joe and Tris were both unconscious at the crash scene, apparently James had said that Tristan wasn't wearing his seatbelt and when the car hit the side of theirs Tris was flug sideways across the back of their car. I took the seat next to Tristan's bed and took his hand in my own "hey you, funny isn't it... last time we was here it was the other way round" I said as tears started to trickle down my cheek but a laugh broke in my throat at the sense of irony of this situation "I need you Tristan, please don't leave me because I don't think I can do this without you, I don't really know what to say because you're always the strong one... you're the one always holding me together and telling me everything will be okay but now I have to be the strong one, you'd be proud though Tris because I'm three weeks clean" I said, my voice cracking on the final word and tears continued to cover my face "why did you have to be a twat and not wear your fucking seatbelt" I mumbled as I pressed my face into Tristan's chest and breathed in his familiar and calming scent until I felt a rough pair of hands lifting my head up "Mr Evans has suspected fractures on his ribs, we can't let you lay on him like that I'm afraid" one of the doctor's said sternly before leaving me alone with Tris again, "please pull through Tris... you promised you would only be ten minutes" I whispered, all the strength in my body had vanished and slipped from my reach leaving me a pathetic mess "please Tristan" I sobbed before I felt Connor wrap his arms around me "it'll be okay" he mumbled.