Bromance In The band

Chapter 3

A/N : in this chapter Ben has a dream. When the dream starts there will be a * and the same at the end.

2 days later

Michaels POV

I wake up to complete darkness. I can't see a thing, I can hear though. I can hear birds. I can hear water. I can't hear people. I cant hear Ben.

That's when I remember.

as we were asleep, I was woken up by a loud noise from the kitchen. Naturally I got scared. I tried to wake Ben up, I really did, but he wouldn't budge. So I braved it, only for Ben, and went into the kitchen. Something I shouldn't of done.

Someone had broken into the house. A person with a black hoodie and tight trousers and a mask around their face. I stood their in shock. I didn't know what to do, if i made a slight sound they would turn around and see me. God knows what they have on them; I don't want to get shot!

It's physically impossible to describe how things went from there, and how my feeling evolved as he saw me, and grabbed my throat. It was all over too soon as I let out a pitiful wail of pain whilst he rammed a knife into my back. With his fist in my mouth and a knife in my back, he dragged me outside and put me into a van,Or I think it was a van. I passed out pretty much the second I hit the floor he put me on. No idea where I went and how far from home I am. No idea who did this to me. And no idea how to get back.

Dans POV.

"YEAH MATE PARTY TIME!!" I yell as the electricity turns back on. "BEN! We have power mate!" When he doesn't answer me I peer my head around the corner and see him laying in bed, staring at where Michael laid a few days ago. "Ben?"

He turns his head to look at me, then looked back at that godforsaken pillow he's been looking at for hours. "He will be back soon!"

"N-no! Stop k-keep s-saying that! H-h-he won't come back. It's all m-my fault" he wailed and pushed his head to the bed. He's been like this all this time. I tried to keep positive for him, because we can't have two people incapable of even reading a sentence because they're so full of tears. Truth is though, I cried yesterday. It's worrying me a hell of a lot, the fact we don't know where he is or who he's with. He hasn't tried contacting us even. Ben is the most awful emotional wreck I've ever seen. He's worse than anyone.

I go over and sit next to him on the bed, trying to think of something to say, but nothing seemed right.

"Do you want to try calling him again?" I ask with a bit of hope and hand him my phone.

He took it and sighed, and sniffed. I watched him scroll down the contacts until he finds "mike" half way down. The suspense is a killer, waiting for the phone to ring.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hi this is Michael, I can't talk right now but if you leave me a message I'll get back to you. Love you" straight to voicemail. I look at Ben who is now crying again. But he rings again. And again. And again.

Two hours later and he's recorded michaels voicemail and has it on repeat on his headphones. Pretty sure it's for the ending of "love you" that he's done it.

The good news is I've phoned George and he's coming home early from Paris. I pray to god Michael is back by then though, I don't know what I'd do if he wasn't, let alone Ben.

But for now I can only comfort him.

Ben's POV.

Dan continues to sit with me as I cry. I don't want him to though, it makes me feel like I can't think if he's there. Like he can read my thoughts. So I just stare into space and hope he goes away, even though that makes me fall asleep straight away.

***i awaken to someone very loudly jumping on my bed playing music and singing at the too of his voice. I know that voice.

"MICHAEL?!" I yell as I leap up out of bed, noticing the boy in his tye die shirt and black beanie. "MICHAEL! I've missed you so much!" I go and grab hold of him as he looks down at me as if I'm mental.

"Get off me" he shoves me away from him in a disgusted tone. I look at him, confused as to what's going on.

"Michael-"

"No. Don't speak to me. I know how you feel about me! That's disgusting!" I can't understand what he's saying. What does he mean he knows how I feel. He can't. I haven't told him yet....dan.

"W-hat? What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. I'm your band mate, not your boyfriend. If you think I like you back you've got nothing coming. I can't believe you would actually think that! And don't deny it, dan told me everything."

Dan stands there awkwardly leaning against the door post as I looked gaping between them both. I can't believe dan told Michael. I didn't even know how I felt about him and he already made up stuff!

"Michael...I thought...you said-" he cuts me off. "What I said the other night was a joke. Or, I mean I love you as a brother. Not...that!" He yells at me with a disapproving look as he runs off into the kitchen and leaves me behind.

I sit and cry for hours on end , thinking it's all just a joke. I know I like Michael. I'm not gay. I just like him. But I can't believe how he reacted. And I can't believe how he never mentioned why he was gone, not that I care now after what he's done for me. Some goes for dan! There's nothing to do now but wait. Wait for something to happen. And with that, I sleep. ***

I wake up swearing and shaking to find that in in bed the way I was before Michael got home. He's not back. Dan is asleep on the couch like he was laying earlier. It was all just a dream.