Please Don't Forget Me (No.3) (WHY DON'T WE FANFIC)

Chapter 17

Please Don't Forget Me...
Chapter 17

(Jacks POV)
As soon as I entered the room and hung up the phone call with David, I knew something was wrong. All the guys were either fake smiling, or staring at the floor. I told them the good news about David booking us into the studio tomorrow, but they didn't seem excited, which is extremely unusual. Something just didn't feel right. My phone started buzzing over and over again from notifications. Usually that was normal, but this time they wouldn't stop, not even for half a second. I looked down at my hand that held my phone when Zach bursts into conversation, telling me that he needed to show me something. He turned me around and hurried me through the door. Daniel snatched my phone from my hand, making me extremely frustrated. Zach tried the push me further out into the corridor, but I held back, snapping at Daniel.
"Daniel give me back my phone!" I yelled, turning around, staring at him directly in the eyes. He moved his hand behind his back.
"What phone? I don't have a phone, what even is a phone—" He laughed, his eyes darting everywhere except for me. I knew that whatever they were hiding, was big.
Daniel is one of those people that can comfortably stare into someone's eyes for a long period of time, so when he avoids making eye contact, you know somethings definitely wrong. Did he think I was stupid?
"Daniel!" I yelled, my pulse growing faster and faster.
"That's me." He smiled idiotically.
I swear, if he wasn't one of my closest friends, I would have tackled him to the floor.
"Give me back my phone!" I yelled once again. "I told you I don't have your phone." he nervously laughed. My buttons were being pushed so hard, that I was going to explode.
"Daniel just give it to him, he's going to find out anyways." Jonah whispered into Daniels ear, although whisper isn't the correct word because I could hear him.
"Find out what?" I asked, clenching my fists.
"Nothing, Jonah what are you talking about." Daniel said, staring wide eyed at Jonah.
I knew that meant for him to shut up.
"FIND OUT WHAT?" I almost screamed, my chest rising up and down. I sort of had an idea about what this discussion was about. I just hope it isn't as bad as I think it is.
At this point, Daniel had given up. His face filled with defeat and he removed the phone from behind his back, holding it out towards me. I walked up to him, my face red and scrunched up. As I ripped the phone out of his hand, he leant back against the wall and closed his eyes for a second. I could feel everyone staring at me as I typed in my passcode and unlocked my phone. My thumb tapped on twitter, because that's where most of the notifications were coming from. I held my breath as the screen loaded. My heart was beating so fast, I didn't know what to expect. Instantly, the first tweet I saw had a photo attached. My face and heart dropped and my eyes instantly filled with tears. This couldn't be real. My legs felt like they were going to give way and unbuckle. I moved my stiff body over to the wall and slowly slid down it, staring down at my phone through my blurry vision.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I painted.
"Jack I—" Daniel began.
"No! I don't want to speak to you. Why would you try to keep this from me? I thought we were brothers?" I sobbed.
"I-I-I was trying to protect you. Give you time to heal before you got crushed again." He said, his voice cracking because he was upset.
"Protect me? Sammy is cheating on me and left with no reason, and you're trying to protect me?" I questioned. "That's ridiculous"
"No Jack she's— she's not chea—" Daniel began, before his phone started ringing, stopping him mid sentence. He looked at the caller ID and sighed. "I gotta take this."
(Daniels POV)
I walked down the corridor, passing Jack, as his baby's mother is calling me. I ran down the stairs and walked outside, answering on the 6th ring. Before Sammy could explain herself, I snapped. "Sammy what the hell were you thinking? Who is that guy? Why are you with him? Jack is a mess, a fucking mess. You've put me in such an uncomfortable position. Jack literally hates me, all because I was trying to protect you! Why would you do this to me! I was trying to help you!"
My chest was raising up and down as I let all the emotion that was bottled up inside of me, free. The line was silent for a second, and then I heard sobbing. I had made Sammy cry.
*(I'm not even kidding, I don't know why, but writing this hurts my heart, I have tears in my eyes.)*
'Good one Daniel, you made her cry, you fucking idiot.' I thought to myself.
"Oh Sammy, no no no don't cry, please don't cry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, i swear, I'm sorry." I pleaded.
*(Are you actually kidding me, the 8 letters acoustic just came on. Tears.)*
Even more sobbing came through the phone.
"Sammy—" I said calmly. "I didn't mean it."
The line was silent for a good 10 seconds.
"I-I'm sorry D-Daniel, I'm so sorry." She cried.
"I-I had too, I got morning sickness and needed to throw up. The toilet on the plane was occupied, so I went at the air—air—airport."
"Shhhh shhh it's okay, it's okay I understand." I said, trying to calm her down.
"Who's the guy?" I asked.
"Noah? He's just a friend, I met him on the plane." She said, sniffling.
A wave of relief rushed over me.
"So there's nothing going on between you guys?" I questioned.
"Hell no I only just met him." She said, her voice clear again.
"Okay, that's good right? I'll just tell Jack that he's your friend." I replied.
"Yeah, sounds good. I'm sorry for making you feel like this Daniel, I didn't want this to happen—"
"I know, I know, and it's not your fault remember? Everything will be fine, I promise. Call me once you land okay?" I reassured her.
"I will, I promise." She responded.
"Love you." I said.
"I love you too. Thankyou for everything."
The call ended before I could say anything else.
I felt so guilty. I shouldn't have yelled at her like that. The least I could do, was keep her secret safe for at least another day.
I clicked my phone off and ran back inside.
Jack was still slumped against the wall, crying into his hands. "Guys—" I began.
All there eyes focused on me.
"I have something I need to say...."