Fragile // Sequel to Torn

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// Chris' point of view //

I wake up the next morning on the floor of Jakob's bedroom. Trying not to make any noise, I sit up and then stand. Jakob is laying on his bed, still looking horrible. Should I let him sleep? He's probably got a hangover. As if he was reading my thoughts, he moves onto his back. Should I go get Ethan? Yes.

"Etho?" I ask as I open his bedroom door quietly. 

"Yeah?" He calls back.

"Hey, your boyfriend got super drunk for no reason last night and now has a massive hangover. Do you think you could go in there and help him get up?"

// Ethan's point of view //

"Why was he drinking?" I have to ask, instantly worried.

"Uh, because he can," Chris shrugs, looking back to the door. "I went downstairs because I felt sick and he was drinking on the couch and watching TV."

"Okay..." I trail off, scratching the back of my neck as I stand up.

I enter Jakob's room without knocking. He's laying on his bed, rubbing his forehead. I can't help but let out a small laugh as he groans.

"I've been sent to help." I announce, walking into view.

"Wake me up when it's time to die." Jakob smiles, groaning again as he closes his eyes.

"No," I laugh, reaching out and taking the hand that was resting on his stomach. "Should I sleep with you again?"

"Mmm, not now, Etho. Chris is just next door." He replies suggestively but jokingly. I laugh again as he pulls me by the hand onto the bed. Due to the sudden, unexpected force, I land right on top of him.

"Can I at least kiss you?" I ask.

"Mhmm." Jakob mumbles against my lips, cupping my face with his free hand.

The kiss lasts for several seconds, heating up considerably. I stop it before I go too far. I may want to do the dirty with him, but not when he's greatly hungover. With a sigh, I roll off and climb in beside him

"Why were you drinking, baby?" I ask quietly as I rest my head in his shoulder. There has to be something going on. But I mean, what isn't going on?

"Because I like it and I wanted to." He replies. I know that can't be true but I don't want to push it.

"Whatever you say, Jake."

I only leave the room when Jakob has been soundly asleep for another two hours and has been awake for ten minutes. We haven't been talking, just holding each other. That's all I really want right now- to be held. I make my way downstairs and join Chris on the couch.

"Is Jakob awake?" He asks.

"Yeah, he's awake and he's fine." I reply. The room falls silent for a few seconds until he speaks again.

"Ethan, I have a question."

"What is it?" I ask, instantly feeling scared.

"Um, the other day I was on Instagram and I saw something...." Chris trails off. Oh no. "I just can't put it off any longer; I need to know what this means."

He hands his phone out to me and I take it, already feeling sick to the stomach. It's exactly what I hoped it wouldn't be.

**flashback**

I'm halfway back to the hotel from the concert venue when I hear voices. I take a quick look around me but see no one. Pulling the hood of Jakob's jumper over me, I continue through the dark. It's cold and water is seeping into my shoes, but I don't care. That's when I do see someone.