Joe's POV~
All of us got a text at around 10pm to get to Jack and Conor's flat asap! We were all so worried, we rushed round. However we weren't sober yet so we had to walk.
When we got there, Conor led us to Jacks room, inside we saw Jack laid in bed asleep, tear stains down his face with the covers pulled right up to his chin. He wasn't the Jack I knew.
Conor then took us into the living room where he explained the situation, I agreed to take the video down. Jack was like my baby brother, I'd do anything for him. Then we heard crying coming from the bedroom. After about 5 minutes it stopped and Jack walked in wearing a big thick jumper and baggy bottoms. Caspar tackled him into a huge hug whilst the rest of us watched. He just looked like the shell of a person, nothing inside. "Hey buddy, you alright?" Stupid question. Jack looked at Conor and just replied with "not too bad. Get me a new body and personality then I'm perfect." I gave him a sympathetic smile.
Jacks POV~
I made a decision. I'm going to prove to the boys that I can be like them and that I am not a player, starting from now. I told the boys what I was going to do. They tried to tell me that I'm perfect as I am but I know they're lying. I'm going to bed.
Conor's POV~
I've got an idea about getting Jack back on track with his life. I sent the rest of the boys home so that I could make a private phone call.
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I'm not a player!
FanfictionJack breaks down after doing a group Q&A and being called out as the player. The boys do all they can to help him. The journey to happiness is a tough one.
