A Struggle With Love

Crash and Burn.

Russell didn't tell Jon until they got back to the flat.

"We are going on holiday." Russell said randomly.
"Who exactly is 'we'?" Asked Jon.
"You and I."
"Wait what?"
"You. Me. Paris. Two weeks."
"You've always wanted to go. You won't want me there."
"I want you everywhere."
"Fine."
"Yess, thank god." Russell sighed.

Once two weeks had passed and Russell and Jon were cuddled up on the plane. After going through tedious security and two hours of sleep they both barely kept their eyes open. A lot of fans took pictures on the plane of how adorable they looked.

They were both looking out of the plane window at the clouds. They lined the sky like candy floss.
"Looks as though this is heaven, huh?" Laughed Russell.
"What?"
"Looking at this beautiful view and the clouds."
"I bloody love you Russell."
"I know."
Suddenly the plane started to shake, this wasn't just turbulence either.
Through the speakers came the captain shouting.
"Brace Brace!"
Everyone tucked their heads in their hands but not Russell. He leaned over Jon protecting him as the plane darted into the ground like a bullet from a gun.
Russell's endeavours succeeded. Protecting Jon was all he wanted but it's safe to say he didn't really want broken bones either. He was rushed to hospital yet again.

Jon was by him in the A&E ward of the hospital pacing back and forth with nerves.

"I can't do that to you again." He said.
"Do what?" Asked Russell.
"Protect me at the expense of your own health."
"Don't you get it Jon?"
"Huh?"
"Having you here and safe is helping my health, well my mental health." He explained.
Jon walked over to Russell and kissed him on the forehead.
"Shit!" Shouted Russell in agony.
"I'm sorry." Jon apologised.
"Don't you dare be sorry." Exclaimed Russell. "You have no reason to be in any way sorry."
"Russell, I just-"
"I could bear all the pain in the world if it was for you, Jon."
"Russell."
"It's ok Jon, honestly."

They were rudely interrupted by Russell's agent who tagged along incase of any news.

"I think you need to see this."
"What the hell is it?" Asked Russell.
"Someone seems to have dug up some dirt on you and Adam then published it."
"Oh god."
"What's happened?" Jon inquired.
"Listen Jon I'll tell you later. I promise, but right now can you please dial Adam." Russell said, obviously annoyed.
"I don't think you need to do that."
Jon handed him the phone, tried to give it to Russell.
"Just put him on speaker." Russell demanded, he looked as though he was going to have a panic attack.
"Russell someone found out."
"I know that, I'm in hospital at the minute."
"What? Again?" Adam said shocked. "Wait you weren't in that plane were you?"
"That was us."
"Oh my god are you ok?"
"Only a few broken bones mate." Laughed Russell. "Soon the press will catch light of this and it'll all go. Gotta go now sorry Adam."
Jon hung up for him, because Russell couldn't move his own arms.