New Boy {W.T}

Chapter 21

Everyone left my house and now it's time to pack because I leave soon again for tour.

It's bittersweet because I get to see my friends but I'm also leaving my other friends behind.

I packed, and then fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up with Wes violently shaking me in my room.

"What're you doing kid?" I groggily asked

"Waking you up, we leave today." He said shrugging.

"I'm well aware, but it's so early."

"Nikki please just wake up. Don't make this hard."

"One more hour? You can lay with me?" I convinced him.

"Ok, but only one. Then were up and out."

He got on top of my covers of my bed and got real close to me. Within seconds, I was out and within what felt like seconds, I was up again.

"Ugh, I hate mornings" I groaned once I was barely awake.

He was staring at me deeply.

"I know, but think about it like this: you can sleep on the plane"

He was right, I could sleep anywhere, & anytime

I got up and ushered him out of my room to get dressed. I was dressed comfortably.

We headed out into wes' car then went to pick up Sydney. I sat in the back and let Syd have shotgun.

We boarded the plane and I had the middle seat.

"I'm so excited, I've never been to LA before and I wanna see everyone again!" I gushed.

"I agree" me and Syd smiled at each other.

Wes was looking out at the clouds distantly.

"What's wrong?" I poked his side.

"Nothing, just thinking"

"I'm always here to listen, ya know?"

"I know." He smiled and looked back out the window.

I fell asleep on sydneys shoulder, and woke up just in time to get off of the plane and let the California atmosphere soak in.

"This is so beautiful!!" I squealed.

Sydney does what she always does and took an artsy photo of the beautiful California sky.

"I'm so in love, can we stay?" She asked Wes.

He laughed at her and kept walking.

We arrived at the hotel and I've never seen such a nice hotel. David pulled us aside to discuss something.

"Guys, it's probably not a big deal but just letting you guys know, since it's such a nice hotel & with nice hotels come expensive prices, I booked all three of you to one room? Is that ok?" David asked.

"That's cool." Syd said and we all agreed.

We went up to our room and chilled for a bit until everyone else got here since we were the first.

"Well, I'm gonna go see if I can cop me a west coast boy" I giggled at my own comment.

"Have fun, be safe" Syd said laughing at me.

I left the room to go explore alone for a little bit. Sydney and Wes haven't spent much time together and I wanna make sure they get that time.

Not even 20 minutes of exploring, I see my phone has 3 missed calls from Sydney. I quickly know it's serious considerin she never calls me.

"Hello? Syd?" I frantically ask.

She seems distressed and I hear stuff in the background.

"Come up to the hotel. Now."

Before I could even ask what's wrong she hangs up. I rush up to the hotel room in a panic to see Wes in a distressed state.

I run to him while he's on the ground. I engulf him in a hug.

"Wesley, look at me. What's wrong?"

He just looks up at me, crying. Then puts his head back down.

I look at Sydney, desperate as my own heart breaks from wes' current state.

"Someone hacked him. They brought up private things if you get my drift and sent it out. I didn't know what to do, so I called you."

My heart drops, knowing exactly what happened.

"Ok I got this." As Syd leaves the room, probably in search for David.

"Wes, please look at me. Focus on me" I lift his chin up with my finger.

I look into his eyes.

"Breathe, it's going to be okay. You're alright. I'm right here."

He pulls me in and hugs me, as his tears stain my shirt.

This boy has been through so much and is so kind and considerate of others. I can't wrap my mind around why people would ever want to hurt him.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"Talk to me." I demanded urgently.

He finally speaks up, his voice breaking in and out,

"I go through this every day, Constantly. Yes the support is unreal and grounds me.. But the hate.. It's just getting to be too much. I am a person. Why do people do this to me? I try so hard to make people happy. I can't let any of my supporters know I'm unhappy, it'll destroy them. I am their role-model, being weak sets a bad example. The pressure.. It's too much. And-"

I cut him off.

"You're speaking bullshitz. yes Wes, you're their role-model, but what kind of role-model are you being if you don't emphasize you have HUMAN feelings? You gotta be true to them. Words hurt you - just like anyone else. You have a breaking point - just like everyone else. you can't set this unreal expectation that nothing hurts you, that's unnatural and unrealistic. Use your real feelings to guide them. Some of them go through the same thing you do. Having feelings doesn't make you weak whatsoever - it makes you human"

I hit his shoulder lightly.

"You scared me, I love you so much" I admit

My heart was beating out of my chest because I know, he'd never take that 'I love you' as the way I truly mean it.

He leaned in slowly, as I closed my eyes waiting for something that never came - he kissed my cheek and then pulled me into another long hug as I sat in his lap.

"I love you too, I don't know what I'd do without you. You're my rock."

I kissed his cheek now, this kid made my heart constantly jump out of my chest, and to think just a few months ago, he was nothing but the "New Boy".