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I'm Young But Not Free

The day started like any other road trip day however this one was different. As the boys rehearsed and shouted, Brooklyn was called by his mother who told him to leave any room he was in. " hi babe, look I know it's an important time right now, but your...your" brooks mum struggled to say. " your grandmas dead." Brooklyn froze in shock nearly dropping his phone fat salty tears began to work its way down his cheeks as his mother cautiously asked whether he was ok or if he wanted to come home. " mum, I love you and grandma but I can't, the bands busy and we are already in trouble, well I am. Supposedly I've been slacking and a day off wouldn't help Blair I don't want to leave the band." He sobbed silently. " Brooky boy! Where are you?" Rye shouted. " I'm here I'll be one sec." brook shouted back trying not to sound sad or heartbroken. " when's the funeral mum?" He asked, "baby it's not for a while yet, they're just confirming her cause of death. They're pretty sure it was you know what." His mother told him gently. " I love you mum, I'll have to go." Brooklyn sniffled as he wiped a stray tear from his face before splashing his face with water." Brook why are you wet?" Andy laughed. " oh I spilt water didn't i!" Brooklyn laughed or tried to the boys bought it luckily.

the days passed and everyone acted the same even Brooklyn he figured if he pushed everything to the back of his mind, it would seem like it wasn't happening. He began to slack on his band work whether that be learning lyrics or remembering dance steps. it got to the point he was forgetting to eat and since the other boys were busy, they didn't notice.

Weeks passed whilst brook mourned silently but Blair had decided enough was enough. He needed to practice his lyrics, he had no clue why brook wasn't he figured he had gotten distracted again. It had happened before. Since the tour was so close they couldn't afford this to happen, so after a small conflict Blair decided to go and talk to Brook. He walked into the bedroom where the boys all sat Rye and Andy doing a 'Randy' live.ly, Mikey editing and Jack as usual sleeping. Blair walked in and Rye and Andy looked to him. " Oi Oi here's Blair!" Andy cried startling Brook who was lost in his own mind. He quickly grabbed Brook and signed a signal that meant wrap it up. "Brooklyn, do you know why you're here?" Brooklyn who at this point looked like a scared rabbit nodded guessing. "well.." blair encouraged "Because I haven't been practising." Brook said tiredly. only then did blair notice the bags under his eyes, "Brook, you need to start practising if you want to stay into the band. I am not letting Rye, Jack,Mikey and Andy slack or go down because you can't practise." Blair sternly disclosed.

later on during the same day the boys began to wind Brooklyn up. "Oh, hello mummy's boy!" Rye mocked. whilst usually these comments wouldn't annoy Brook they did today especially because it reminded him of his Gran. "Guys,stop it." he goofily said keeping up with the act before trying to do his usual 'attention seeking' ploy. "Brook go away, seriously you should've stayed at home!" Andy groaned. This set Brooklyn off as he remembered his grandma and how if he hadn't of left he could've attended the funeral, could've been with his gran longer. everything was catching up on him the sleep deprivation,hunger,thirst he swayed slightly as the room began to spin. his legs felt heavy and the room felt really cold he felt like he was floating where was he? all the blood ran from his face ad he began to struggle standing up. then he fell to the floor collapsed and hit his head on Mikey's bed. this case all of the boys to get up quickly and see what was happening. "Brook! stop messing around i get it you want attention." Rye groaned, he was joking really he found it quite cute. but when there was no reply all the boys got worried. they quickly climbed down from the bunks while shouting Blair.

he quickly turned brook into the recovery position while timing how long he was unconscious Jack, who had woken p to yelling grabbed a leg. whilst Andy got the other. Rye checked for breathing and when they realised he was ok they waited for him to come around. Brooks eyes slowly began to flutter open as tears cascaded down his face the embarrassment and stress of the situation catching up Rye pulled Brooklyn into a hug stroking his hair and soothing him. " What's the matter baby?" Andy asked cautiously. "My g...g.gran died and i missed her funeral and i shouldn't be in this band. Andy and Rye are right i should've stayed at home." Brook blubbered. the boys noticed how much thinner and tired he looked. "Brook you should definitely be in this band, i wouldn't have it any other way!" Jack said whilst the rest of the boys nodded guilt flooding through them. they devised a plan to allow Brooklyn to go home and take some time off before the tour started he would be fine. Blair figured he knew what he was doing but just didn't have the motivation.

soon enough Brook was back to normal and the tour continued

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Brooklyn may be the second youngest member of roadtrip but he's not by any stretch not under stress. His grandma has just died in hospital and blairs been on him for not practising while unknown to the boys he grieves. The rest of the boys tease Brooklyn until eventually he can't take it and he collapses. They realise he hasn't been sleeping or eating and they have no clue why until he comes round and begins to sob.