Roadtrip Oneshots (BxB)

breathe • fluff

Jack

"Jack. Up. We were supposed to be at the studio 20 minutes ago" I woke to Rye thumping and shouting through my hotel door. I groaned and rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Yeah. I'll be ready in 5" I called back.

Hearing him walk away, I groaned again and flopped back ontop of my bed. Man Jetlag sucked.

We were in LA for the Boys Of Summer Tour and hadn't gotten to our hotel until early that Morning. I was exhausted, but I knew I could sleep in the car and possibily the studio as well.

I got changed quickly, stuffing my hotel key, wallet and phone in my hoodie and jogged down the hall to meet my four friends, who were all standing waiting.

"Ah. So you are alive" Brooklyn joked. I gave him a pointed glare which made him shut up.
"We have to take the lift. The stairs are closed." Andy said, giving me an apologetic look.

My breath hitched in my throat. Fuck. I hated lifts. I didn't know if it was the confined space or the fear of it failing and breaking down, but I hated them to the point that I would rather take the the stairs then risk getting trapped.

Andy was the only one who knew about my fear. And I didn't mean for him to find out.

I forced a smile on my face and stepped into the lift. The others got in after and Andy gave me a sceptical look. I ignored him and looked anywhere but his eyes.

Rye put in the floor number and the metal doors shut. I took a deep breath. There was no going back.

It was going smooth, and for a moment, I thought I would be fine. Then the lift started to shake and then, it just stopped. Rye frowned and went to press the button again, but nothing happened. He turned to us.
"Think it's broken" He said, chewing his lip slightly. To my left, Brooklyn groaned.
"Can't we call someone, I'm starving" He whined.

I watched Rye's lips moving in response, but I couldn't hear anything. I frowned. I moved so my back was pressed against the lift wall and slowly slid down. Thankfully none of the others had noticed yet.

The silence had turned into a soft ringing noise, that was slowly getting louder and louder. I looked around, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. My heart was beating faster now as I took a shakey breath. Tears started to flood my eyes and I let out a small whimper. What was happening to me?

Andy

"Can't you call someone. I'm starving" Brooklyn complained. Rye sighed.
"Yeah, I think there's a help button here somewhere" He muttered, turning back to the panel and scanning it.

I rolled my eyes at Brooklyn's complaints. Of course. Only he would be thinking about food whilst we are trapped in a lift.

Wait.

We're trapped in a lift.

Shit.

My eyes darted over to where Jack should've been standing. He wasn't. I heard a whimper. I pushed past Brooklyn (he complained at me for it) and spotted Jack on the floor. I crouched down and gently placed my hands on his knees.

"Jack? Can you hear me?" I asked softly. I knew the others were staring at us, but they didn't matter. Jack was my priority.

I could hear his breathing wasn't right. They were short and sharp and sounded slightly painful.
"Hey. Look at me. You need to breathe Jack. Give me your hand," I gently unwrapped it from his waist and put it on my chest, taking deep breaths "Feel that? Try and copy it. Can you do that for me?"

He tried and tried, but he couldn't do it. I knew he was getting frustrated with himself, tears slipping down his face.

The tears turned into sobs and the into hysterical crying. His body was shaking. I cursed. He was getting worse. I pulled him into a hug, not to tight as I didn't want to scare him anymore than he already was.

"Hey. Hey. Jack. Calm down love. You're going to make yourself sick. I know it seems bad but we're going to get out of here. Rye's already called the office and they're gonna get us out ok" I made sure to glare at Rye, snapping him out of whatever trance he was in.

Brooklyn sat down next to me and tried to take Jack's other hand, but he flinched away. He pushed me away and forced his head between his knees, his breathing still ragged.

I was worried about him and wanted nothing more than to wrap him up into a tight hug and protect him from his fear and anxiety, but I knew he needed his space. I knew I couldn't crowd him, because that would make things worse.

"Jack. Deep Breaths please. You're going to make yourself worse if you don't" I said quietly. He looked up and nodded, releasing a shakey exhale. I smiled and encouraged him.

"Breathe Jack. In for 7, out for 11. Can you do that for me?" I said, remembering a technique I had read online.

"Andy. They're coming. But they said it could take up to an hour and they're gonna have to shut the power off" Rye muttered in my ear, sitting down behind me.

I groaned and ran my hands through my hair. Well shit.
"Jack. Listen. The lights are going to go out soon. But its ok. We can use our phone torches" I told him. He slowly nodded his head. I don't think he was comprehended what I said. His eyes were glazed and head heavy. I wasn't suprised. I shuffled over next to him and wrapped my arm around his shoulder, so he could rest his head.

I took my free hand and started running it through his hair, hearing him sigh.
"Close your eyes. We're going to be fine"
"Promise?" He asked timidly, looking up at me. I smiled and kissed the top of his head
"Promise"

Finally the hotel staff and a couple of firefighters managed to get us out. We got Jack out first, seeming and he was in worse condition, followed by Brooklyn, Mikey, Rye and me.

I texted Blair, telling him that we weren't going to the studio and walked over to where Jack was getting checked over by the hotel's first aid.

"He should be fine. Just need some rest. And maybe avoid lifts in the future" He added on the end, causing Jack to let out a weak chuckle.

I smiled and wrapped my arm around his shoulder, rubbing him.
"You ok now?" I asked gently. He nodded.
"Yeah. Thanks Andy. For...well you know" He looked down slightly ashamed.
"Hey. It's fine. I'm just glad you're ok" I smiled, kissing the top of his head.

He smiled softly and leaned into me.
"Love you Fovvs"
"Love you too

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Very fluffy and sappy and took me a year and a day to write and its still baD but anYway

I'm not gonna lie, ive been feeling a lot more confident in the way i look and stuff and im starting to feel better about myself so yeee.

If i dont reply to ur comment its because my wattpad is broken and it wont let me, but i promise im reading them!!

Request sum ships n stuff

Jacklyn is next

Peace out ✌️

-Lauren♡

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