Jiles One-Shot Dump

World: 1 / Jiles:0

If there are issues its cause i was crying in those spots. I legit have two versions of this story but this one made my heart hurt the most
It's long and its sad and i apologize if it sucks but right now i really dont actually care 😭😭😭
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J’s heart dropped to his feet when Rita uttered Miles name.

Nobody seemed to notice Miles stop himself from collapsing. But J noticed. He noticed everything. He noticed the paleness in Miles face and the tears that threatened his chestnut eyes.

It took everything in J’s power not to fly off the balcony and scoop the older boy in his arms.

Miles was ready to cry, Miles was gonna cry and J could see it and there was nothing J could do.

He couldn't hold him and shield him from the pity filled eyes that burned holes into the boy's skin.

And that scared J deeper than anything ever before.

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As the studio cleared out J stayed frozen in his seat. This wasn't happening, this couldn't be happening. Miles cant leave. They're supposed to tour together, room together, write songs late at night till early in the morning. Kiss and hug on good and bad days, sleep in and cuddle on off days. They're supposed to take over the world together.

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A strong hand on his shoulder made J jump. His tear filled gaze moved up to find Chance reflecting the emotion back at him “It's time to go buddy” Chance whispered.

“Right…..yeah...of course” J stood and staggered forward, he was saved quickly by Chance wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close.

Together the walked in silence out of the studio. They met the rest of the bubbling boys at the bus.

Upon J’s arrival everyone quickly suppressed their glee.

They gave J somber looks and looks of apology as Chance chaperoned him into the van.

Chance sat in next to him wrapped a comforting arm around the younger boy “It's not over…” J whispered to Chance. “Not by a long shot”

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J still had time, it wasn't long after Miles left that the rest of the boys did.

He could make it.

He could make it.

The van ride seemed torturously long. The van moved slower than it ever had before in those few minutes.

As soon as the van pulled tools this is pulled to a stop in front of the hotel J was the first to crawl out of the first two crawl out of his seat. Touched his way past everyone in a frenzy and sprinted into the lobby of the expensive hotel. He made it into the lobby just as soon as the elevators were closing to resume its ascension to higher floors.

With no time to waste J ran through the hotel and to the stairs that connected the hundreds of floors. With all his might he flung open the door and took off up the flights and flights of stairs.

He ran for what seemed like ever but he ran none the less, he felt at times that he was even flying as he ascended up the twenty flights of stairs to the floor that Miles would be staying on for the last time.

He flung open the 20th floors door and leaped into the burgundy carpeted hallway. Without a moment's rest he took off to the right and down the descending number of hotel rooms.

In no time flat he found room 32 and all but forced himself in.

With an audible gasp and visible jump Miles whipped around to find a winded and red faced brunette staring earnestly back at him.

The room fell into a silence of emotional frenzy. The burning eye contact between the two could melt an iceberg.

Miles was the first to speak, with a cleared throat he spoke as evenly as he could “What took you so long, i was expecting you ages ago”

The casual tone Miles possessed made J’s blood boil.

Miles went about packing making sure his back stayed toward J.

“Although i was also expecting Michael”

“Miles…..”

“But i think he's bad with goodbyes, gets all snotty and gross”

“Miles..”

“Or maybe thats Chance”

“Miles!”

Miles stopped dead in his tracks. His tense back never once moving from J’s line of sight.

“Miles..” J spoke softly “Put the shirt down”.

Miles curls bounced as he shook his head “No. I have to pack. I'm leaving.

His resolve was crumbling.

“No, you're not, you're not going anywhere”. J stepped forward into the room as he spoke, “You're not leaving cause you're not done, you can't leave cause haven't shined yet”

Miles shoulders tensed up at J’s words.

“I have to leave” Miles whispered, “I have to leave, i failed so i have to leave”

Miles marched stormed toward his suit case, he frantically began stuffing his clothes and personal items into the large case haphazardly.

“You fail. You leave. I've failed. So i leave” Miles rambled angrily.

“Miles….Miles please…..Miles…..Miles stop!” J shouted placing a firm hand on the other boys shoulder.

Miles whipped around and smacked J’s hand away with fury “Don't touch me!” Miles roared. “Don't you understand?! I failed J! It's over for me! They don't want me anymore!

Miles faced quickly turned to one of pain as he registered what he had said.

“They…..don't want me….anymore” Miles  whispered again to himself. “I…. wasn't enough….”

J watched in horror as Miles quickly fell apart. With no warning heart breaking tears began flowing down Miles’ warm cheeks. The older boys resolve cracked into a million tiny pieces and be stumbled to the ground.

J was quick to join his side and scoop the boy up into his chest. Miles grabbed handfuls of J’s shirt as a soul crushing sobbed was ripped out of the older boy.

The broken hearted tears soaked J’s shirt as Miles poured his heart out. “I wasn't enough!” He sobbed.” I-i failed! I let everyone down”

Miles cried and cried into J’s shirt “I did everything! Everything they wanted! I gave up so much and they threw me away!”

J choked back as many tears he could as the once shining star that was Miles Wesley fell quickly down to earth.

“Why am i not good enough! What did i do wrong!”

“Nothing baby, nothing, nothing at all” J praised as he kissed and rubbed Miles hair through his own tears.

“You're perfect, you're so perfect” J stated over and over as he tried to keep himself together for Miles.

Miles whimpered and choked out cries into the younger boy's chest “I don't wanna leave” Miles begged.

“I don't wanna leave”.

Miles begged, and begged all night into J’ chest. Pleading to J with his entire heart and soul.

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When morning came J woke alone on the floor next to a freshly made bed.

Miles suitcase was gone along with any sign that he ever existed once in the hotel.

J’s chest tightened and in that instant his lungs stopped working. His eyes and his throat burned, he tried to scream but nothing would come out.

His world had fallen apart in just six hours. And nobody could ever fix that.