Nothing Lasts Forever [5SOS] (On Hold)

Chapter 8

I was gonna get in massive trouble, and there was no way to run away from this, I should have never intervened with their promises. Ashton,and the boys career is going to be ruined because of my stupid feelings. What the hell is wrong with me! I said I wasn't going to fall in love like those stupid fanfics with One Direction my subconscious was talking.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Louis' hand held on both my should, his grip was to strong on me and I couldn't move.

"I-" I tried to muffle my words. "No excuses please, I'm tired of your rubbish!" Louis continued. What was I going to tell him? I hadn't planned for this, I didn't plan for anything, as a matter of fact, I hate plans.

"Let me explain" I tried to keep the tears inside, but I couldn't, I thought Niall was my best friend. Of course not, he never considered anyone his friend, besides the boys.

"You could had told me every single shit that was going on when it fucking started, Jailene! Instead you decided to not have faith in me as your older brother, your only brother! Why were you hiding this from me? It's not like you, running around and being a stubborn brat! I'm obviously going to find out about your conditions no matter what Jailene!" Louis' word hurt so much, I couldn't help but let the tears out. I felt them leave a hot path on my cheeks as they made their way to my neck.

"Dude! Stop it! That's your sister you're fucking yelling at!" Zayn shouted at him and pushed him lightly. I had no fucking idea what was going through Louis' mind. He kept being distant from me, he was probably hurt that I spent more time with Ash instead of him.

But Louis knows I love him because he's my brother, right? I hated when Louis thought he can control my life, everyone makes decisions for me and I think it's about time I make them for myself.

"But she's hurt Zayn! What if she has a concussion?! Bloody hell, if that ever happens I won't be able to forgive myself! Ever!" Louis stood up and removed his sweaty shirt and put on a new one like if nothing just happened. As if these past 4 minutes never occurred.

My heart literally stopped, everything was just so confusing for me lately. My head was making everything worse and the noise was killing me. I thought Louis was talking about Ashton and I, thankfully he wasn't. I'm not sure what to do, I have to tell Louis about the relationship but things are just going to get awkward between us and I don't want that. I just got comfortable with everyone and Luke stopped being rude to me.

Everything never made sense, and now things are just pathetic and seem stupid. I was going to mess up the tour, more than it already was. I needed to spend time alone, with Ashton. I like being with him, his appearance feels familiar, like I'm used to it.

"The show is about to end, lets go outside to catch some air" Michael said with concern, and Calum was by my side. I felt like crying, why does everything happen to me?

As we exited the arena I felt extremely relieved that I was no longer in that foggy-liked room, the air felt so much cooler, and a load of weight fell off my shoulders as I inhaled the fresh air. I could hear guitars from the distance, the show was going to end in 3 minutes or so. I laughed a little because Michael and Cal were always there, looking out for me, like if they knew I was going to barf in front of everyone or something.

"What happened in there?" Calum scratch the back of his ear and he looked down at me. "Louis thinks I need help, of course he didn't say that, but he thinks that" I sounded drowsy.

"Maybe you do need help?" Michael questioned.

"No! No, I'm fine"

"You don't look fine" Calum steadied me.

"It's just a stupid bump on my forehead head. How much damage can it cause?"

*Lukes POV*

I was in no position to talk to anyone, and I didn't want to see anyone. Why was everything so hurtful for me? I'm being kind to everyone and yet I get my heart broken wherever I go. I don't deserve this. My thoughts vanished when I heard a familiar sound. Ashton's phone was vibrating.

*Michael: get your girlfriend! She might pass out, she seems off her face! \m/*

*Is she actually drunk?* I replied within seconds.

*Michael: were outside the arena, come take a look! \m/*

Why does he always have to put that little thing? I question myself. I walked outside to find Jailene rocking back and fourth.

"I swear I'm oka- hey! It's Luke!" She said walking to me and she pointed as if no one knew I was here. She was to much to deal with at the moment, she really needs help. She looked as if she was drunk and might faint any minute. She took forever to get to me so I walked to her. I saw Michael and Calum head to the bus when a few fans came out. Luckily no one saw us.

"Easy there" I grabbed her before she fell, what in the world if wrong with her? She's perfect one minute, and the next she's acting as if she's on drugs. "Don't tell Louis please, he's going to kill me" she plead and buried her face in my chest, why would she think of Louis like that? He's her brother, he'll probably tell Paul to watch her every move but not kill her.

"Gosh, why do you smell so goo-"

"Jailene? Jailene! Jailene! Wake up! Don't tell me you're passed out! Oh my god!" I yelled as I carried her. Even when she's asleep her skin gets goosebumps when I touch her lightly.

I took her to the bus, because Louis would set the world on fire if he found out the condition Jailene was in.

She looked even more beautiful when she was alseep, I laid her on the couch, she's been like this for the last month. I wonder why she hasn't seen a doctor, she need a to take care of her head since is the most sensitive part of the body.

Where the hell was Ashton?

"What happened to her?" Liam gasped as he saw Jailene sound asleep.

"She passed out... in my arms"

"Louis is gonna send her back home if he finds out"

"What? No. He can't"

"It's the best for her, she's caused much trouble for herself, mate." Liam shrugged his shoulders.

She looked so peaceful, I ran my fingers through her silky hair, it smelled like rain. I couldn't help but touch every inch of her face, it was so smooth and I hated the fact how she had to cover up her face with make up. She looked beautiful without, but I guess she had to cover up her bruised eye.

"What are you doing?" I heard a soft voice.

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