Fall Out Boy saved me

We Finally Meet

(TW:Language and violence)

Eli's POV:
I can't keep my eyes open any longer, but as a final act of defiance I swing my arm and backhand him in the face. He grabs a handful of my hair and shoves my face into the car seat. "I won't be fucking gentle," he hisses. I tense up and start crying. I was so careful, I didn't see him put anything into my drink. Before I drift off, I hear the window smash and the car door open then suddenly Ryan isn't on top of me anymore. I turn my head to see a glimpse of a tattooed hand around Ryan's throat. Then darkness welcomes me back into it's realm.

Andy's POV:
I'm a little disappointed that the cute brown haired boy at he bar didn't sit with me. Instead he had a drink with another man and started making out with him. Fucking typical, everybody wants somebody who doesn't want them. They make their way outside, but something doesn't seem right. The boy looked like he was being carried by the older man. Who gets drunk off of  one margarita?

I follow them outside and witness the older guy throw the kid into the back seat. I tip toe to the car and hear a lot of moving around. Suddenly the kid starts crying. I'll be damned if I standby and listen to sexual assault! There's a brick next to the wall and I use it to break the window open. The older guy is on top of the kid with no shirt, but thankfully his pants are still on. I reach inside to unlock the door then swing it open pulling the pervert out.

I throw him onto the ground by his neck, then just go to town wailing on him. "You sick fuck! What's your damn deal? Can't take anyone home sober you shit?" I yell at him as he twitches on the ground. I could have sworn I've seen this guy somewhere, he must have been a band member for an opening act or something. When I look back into the car the kid is passed out. I pick him up and put him in the rental car the guys and I took here. I buckle him into the passenger seat then drive us back to the hotel. He's breathing fine, but if I call the police he could get into a lot of trouble for going to a bar underage.

As I drive I text Joe and tell him to take an Uber to the hotel because I felt sick. I'll explain to them later about what went down tonight. I park the car and carry the kid inside towards the elevators. The hotel is empty except for a few hotel staff who type mindlessly on computers. His head rests against my arm as I get my first good look at him under the elevator lights.

His pale face has faded purple marks which means somebody wasn't so kind to him. It's a shame, he has the face of an angel. So innocent and pure. Not to mention his nose is aligned perfectly. He should be a model. His brown hair bounces up an down as I make my way inside our hotel suite. Joe and I share the room while Patrick and Pete's room is next door. I put the kid down on my claimed bed and search his pockets for any type of id.

I find a dead cell phone and his wallet, inside of it there's his driver's license, college id, fake id, ten dollars, a stick of gum, and a picture of himself with two other boys, one of them being the boy who was drinking with the guys. This kid has a really cool name. I notice as I read his license. He's only 20 and lives in this city. That's good, so I won't go to jail for child abduction.

I tuck Eli into bed and leave a glass of water with two Ibuprofen pills on the table for when he wakes up. I gaze at his face as he snores peacefully. Honestly, he's such a good looking boy. How could anybody be cruel to him with that face? I bend down and kiss his temple gently and close the door to the room. I lay down on the soft sofa in the center of the room in front of the tv and watch ESPN until I finally conk out.

(Short chapter after a REALLY long one just to let you know that Eli is okay. I promise the next one will be happy after all that drama! Thanks for reading and wish me luck on my anatomy exam tomorrow!)