Roadtrip Fanfic: 5th Wheel

13: We really messed up

Mikey's POV:

Jack had been home fore 2 days and had been hiding in his bed ever since. He hadn't spoken to any one and when one of the boys or myself tried to talk to him he just pushed us away. I could tell Brooklyn was hurting even though he was trying hard to hide it. This was clearly effecting him a lot.

He loves Jack and Jack loves him. I got in between that. This was all my fault.

Rye and Andy went to the gym so it was just Brooklyn, Jack and I in the flat. Alone. The silence was deafening. The tension was building. The awkwardness creeping up inside of me. I had to get out of there. I can't stand this.

"I'm going a walk" I announced walking out the room.

Brooklyn looked up at me from his phone raining his eyebrows.

"Well you'll need a jumper or something it's freezing out there..." he said in slight concern but clearly trying to brush it off after seeing Jack turn around staring at us.
I headed back in the room in search of a hoodie or a jacket. After 5 minutes I gave up. With no luck of finding one and leaving the room in a bigger state than it was originally if that's possible.

"Arghhh..." I sighed in annoyance, causing brook to look up from his phone again. He sighed then threw me one of his hoodies.

"Here take this" He said.

"But that's yours..." I said awkwardly.

"And..." he replied ignoring Jack's death stare.

I smiled slipping it on. At this Jack practically leapt from his bed.

"THIS HAS TO BE A FUCKING JOKE!" He shouted but his voice was croaked from dehydration.

Brooklyn and I both jumped at this and stared at him in shock. That was unexpected. What the hell just happened.

Jack stared from Brooklyn to me before letting a tear fall and running out of the room locking himself in the bathroom.

"JACK WAIT!" Brooklyn shouted running after him.

I placed my hand on brooks shoulder and said "just leave it mate...he needs to be alone"

Brooklyn sighed. Resting his head on the bathroom door for a second.  "Mind if I join you on that walk?"

I just nodded and we left the flat leaving jack alone to calm down.

We had been walking around for a while now. There was still and eery silence before I broke it.

"Brooklyn I'm honestly so sorry..." I stopped walking looking at the ground.

"What why?"He said sympathetically.

"For ruining yours and Jack's relationship! For upsetting you, for upsetting him, for being a selfish dick, for ruining everything... I'm sorry you hate me" by this point I was crying. Brooklyn know that I don't cry in front of people because it makes me feel weak and vulnerable and I was ashamed that I was stood here now feeling exactly that way.

He stepped closer to me and lifted my chin up. His soft hand on my skin sending shivers down my spin. I knew I shouldn't be feeling this way towards him anymore I had already messed up enough. But his touch just made me walk even deeper in love with him. It felt so wrong but so damn right.

"I don't hate you Mikey..." he whispered.

We made eye contact before he grabbed my jaw  interlocking our mouths in a steamy kiss. Our mouths moved as one. In sync. Like it was meant to be. I had waited for this moment for so long and here I was finally getting to kiss the boy I had dreamed of holding for so long.

After what felt like a lifetime I pulled away staring deep into his eyes.

"I definitely don't hate you..." he whispered again. Smiling at me.

When I pulled myself out of the trans like state he had put me in I came to a realisation of what was happening feeling guilty for Jack. 

"Brooklyn this is wrong! We can't do this..." I said ashamed pulling out of his grip.

"Mikey I'm sorry... I just..." he tried. His eyes filling with water.

"How could we be so stupid! So selfish!" He shouted crying. He walked up to wall and started punching it hard.

"BROOK STOP! Your going to hurt yourself" I grabbed his hand which was now covered in blood.

"For now nobody gotta know..." I said pulling him into a hug.

"Let's get you to the hospital" I sighed looking at his hand.