Band One Shots (Request)

Hold Me Close Don't Let Go (Fransykes) *TRIGGER WARNING*

Bands - Bring Me The Horizon and You Me At Six
Pairing - Fransykes (Josh x Oli)
Warnings - Self Harm trigger warning.

Josh POV

I had finally returned from tour and to be honest I was so tired. The whole tour had left me exhausted from constantly playing everyday to having to deal with Matt and Max's pranks them two can be a fucking nightmare.

As I sat down on the couch my mind began to wonder. To be honest I haven't heard from Oli in a very long time. Was he ok? Was it something I've done?

We where close friends, every tour we would text each other. But I didn't get anything not even a quick hello or how are you. Did I upset him? I'm not sure about what, but did I? Was he ok?

"Maybe I should call him" I muttered to myself as I picked up my phone off the couch. I mean yeah it was the middle of the night but I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

Just as I went to dial his number I jumped out of my skin as the phone rang and Oli's name appeared up on the screen. Funny coincidence.

"Hello? Now you call me" I said sarcastically.
"Hi...um" I narrowed my eyebrows his voice sounded strange like he was crying. A deep feeling in the pit of my stomach began to form telling me something was wrong.
"You ok mate?" I asked with concern.

"N-no...I'm s-sorry" he whimpered
"Oli keep hold ok I'm coming over" I said before hanging up the phone, grabbing my keys and leaving the house to drive to Oli's.

As I arrived I ran up to the door using the spare key Oli gave me to unlock the door. "Oli?! Oli mate were are you?!" I called running up the stairs assuming he was in his room.

As I entered his room I looked to see him shuffled into the corner, crying, blood everywhere. I ran over grabbing hold of his bleeding arm. "Oli what did you do?!" I asked in panic.

"I'm sorry" he muttered keeping his head drooped down. My face expression softened before walking into the bathroom to grab some things.

Walking back I sat down in front of him grabbing his arm and a disinfectant cloth and began wiping his arms down. He gave quiet hisses in pain "sorry" I muttered as I continued to clean his arms.

Once I disinfected them I grabbed the bandages and wrapped them around his arms to avoid infection or anything getting into the cuts.

I looked back up at him. "Why?" I whispered trying to find out the trigger cause of this.
"I'm sorry" he muttered
"I...I feel so weak and pathetic, my whole life is fucked up and there's no one to look out for me" he continued tears began to fall down.

Sobs began to escape his mouth. I sighed before pulling him into a hug. He burst into tears clutching onto my arms as he cried his eyes out.
"It's ok I'm here" I whispered trying to comfort him.

I don't know how long I was holding him for hours, minutes, seconds? The lyrics to hospital for souls began to run through my mind

'Hold me close, don't let go, watch me burn'

That's all Oli needed someone to watch over him and not turn his back on him when he needs it the most.

I felt a limpness in my arms coming from Oli. I looked to see Oli asleep in my arms, soft snores escaping his mouth, tears staining his cheeks. I gave a soft smile before picking him up placing him on the bed. I didn't want to leave him alone because I know he needs me more that anything. Climbing into the bed I pulled Oli close to me, my mind filled with thoughts as I drifted off to sleep.