The Show Must Go On (Jaythan)

A Quiet Word

Jay's POV

The beast is still hunting for me. It feels like I've been running for years.

I know I have to face it. But I'm so scared. I don't want to. If I die, that's it.

But I have to. I don't want to be stuck here.

I suck in a deep breath and stop in my tracks, turning around.

Its red eyes grow bigger as it comes closer. It snarls and leaps at me. I roll underneath and jump on its back.

It tries to buck me off. I hang onto its fiery mane for dear life. I don't feel any pain from the fire.

I wrap my hands around its neck. It's not enough. I grab on with my whole arms.

And I squeeze.

I squeeze the life out of it.

It growls and chokes. It desperately tries o throw me off, but I hang on. Because my life depends on it.

Finally, it drops to the ground. I land underneath it, buried under its dead weight.

I can leave now.

Right?

Nathan's POV

They wanted to keep me overnight. I agreed, because I'd be closer to Jay.

I slid out of my hospital room in the middle of the night. I had memorised the way to Jay's room, and I went there now.

I sat down on the edge of his bed. I tentatively reached out my unharmed hand and stroked his face.

"Wake up," I begged him. "Please."

His eyeballs moved underneath the lids.

My heart started pounding. "Jay?"

His eyes slowly flickered open. He focused on my face. His lips formed a quiet word.

A quiet word that made all the difference in the world.

"Nathan?"

Tears fell from my eyes. I hugged him tightly. "You're awake! Thank god! I love you I love you I love you!"

He wrapped his arms tightly around me. "Don't leave me."

"I won't. I promise." I pulled back and kissed him. I poured all of my sadness and relief and hope into the kiss.

I clutched him tightly to me. I didn't want to lose him again.

"What happened?" he asked, pointing to my hand.

I flushed and hid it behind me. "Nothing..."

"I did that, didn't I?" His eyes were full of regret and sorrow. It's almost as if he remembers doing it.

I sighed. "It's fine, Jay."

"I'm so sorry! Oh my god." He hugged me tightly.

"Jay," I squeaked. "Breathing."

"Right." He loosened his grip slightly. I breathed in his scent deeply.

"How do you feel?" I whispered.

"I'm okay," he mumbled. "I'm really tired and my heart hurts. But I'm okay."

I gently rocked him back and forth. "Can I stay here tonight?"

"Please." He moved over and let me climb in with him. I snuggled up to his chest, carefully holding my bandaged hand close to me.

Jay pressed his lips against my head. He started gently rubbing my back.

"We're going to be okay," he breathed against my hair.

He was awake.

We could be The Wanted again. Five guys, enjoying life.

We could be Jaythan again. A happy married couple, hopelessly in love.

I wanted that. So much.

{A/N I'm sorry this chapter sucks. I'm really tired since I just got back from vacation. Sowwy :(

I'm going to go sleep now. I think I need it. Thanks guys! Xx ~Pickles}