Roadtrip oneshots (boy x boy)

~ The Final Countdown? ~

^^^ Roadtrip 'Take This Home' Tour - London - 21/10/18 - Best Bits video ^^^

A/N: SORRY GUYS, I PROMISE THIS WILL BE THE ONLY SAD ONE FOR A WHILE

Andy's POV:

10

Blair's just left the room to take a phone call and when he's back me, him and Mikey are going to watch a couple of episodes of glee together. We love glee, and when I say love I mean LOVE. Like more than Brook loves his school girl face and that's a lot!

When Blair comes back into the room he looks pale and as if he's in a rush, but before I can ask what's wrong he shouts into the hallway: "Boys, you have 2 minutes to get into the car, we have to leave now! I'll explain on the way" and so obviously we all dropped what we were doing and raced down the stairs to the car.

9

When we pull up at a set of traffic lights Blair turns around to face us all and explains that Jack, my Jack, is in the hospital. He said some more things afterwards but from then on all I could hear was a loud buzzing in my ears. A million thoughts were all whizzing through my head at once and every single one of them was about Jack.

The air in the car was all of a sudden too thick and the heat too unbearable, the seats were uncomfortable and all I wanted was to be wrapped up in bed with Jack watching rubbish on the tv and eating junk food together.

8

I'm glad I grabbed Jack's hoodie on the way out of the flat now. I noticed it was dark outside and I brought it in case it was cold. I never wear my own hoodies anymore, why would I when I can wear my boyfriends? I'm not wearing it now though, like I said, it's too hot in this car.

I'm using his hoodie as more of a safety blanket right now, breathing in his scent and trying to convince myself that he'll be ok, that no matter what's happened he'll get through it because he's my boy and I know how strong my boy is. 

7 

I don't know what I'd do if he didn't pull through. I know I survived without him before we were together, but now that I've learnt to live with him, I don't think I'm able to live without him. He's as important to my survival as the air I breathe now, maybe I'm too dependent...

Well, whether I am or not, that is definitely a topic for a different day. What if he passes and I'm not there? I never got to say goodbye. My last sentence to him was "I'll do your laundry for you while your away so you actually have some clean clothes for tour because you're definitely not borrowing mine". What kind of last words are they?

I miss him already

6

Brooklyn and Mikey fell asleep about an hour ago and Blair's obviously awake because he's driving. Rye stayed awake to comfort me and whilst I obviously appreciate it, I'd much rather have Jack rubbing small circles on my upper arm. I know he's only trying to help but the comforting words he's whispering into my ear while I cry onto his shoulder are only reminding me that I don't know whether my boyfriend will be ok or not, and neither does Rye.

After my throat starts to hurt and my sobs get quieter, Rye lays my head into his lap and combs his fingers through my hair, slowly singing me to sleep with 'Beautiful'. It would have worked if he hadn't have picked that song, it's just that it's kind of mine and Jack's song and then suddenly I'm thinking of Jack again which probably isn't the best idea.

5

It's really early in the morning now and I can tell Blair's getting tired but I really hope he doesn't stop to sleep. I want us to be safe obviously, but I also want my boy to be safe and I need to see him. I didn't realise Jack was in a hospital so far away, I thought that after we left I would only have to wait half an hour at the most before I could see him and make sure I'm with him in case, you know...

I'm not a very patient person as it is, so in these extreme circumstances I'm even less patient. I guess if it's going to be such a long journey I should probably at least try to get some rest, and I'm sure Rye won't mind if I use his lap as a pillow again, he's asleep anyway.

4

Blair says we're only about an hour away now, so I should be relieved, but the closer I get to Jack, the more nauseous I feel. What if something really is seriously wrong, or what if he's already gone when we get there. I don't think I'd be able to handle that, knowing he was alive when we left to come see him and then when we get to him he's just not anymore.

Maybe I just need to take a break from worrying about him, I'm sure he's fine right...? 

Oh who am I kidding, if he was fine then Blair wouldn't have looked so panicked when he told us all we had to leave.

I pick Jack's hoodie up off the seat opposite mine and bring it close to me, letting a few more silent tears escape and then realising maybe they aren't so silent after all, when I realise it's not me making the sobbing noises. It's Brook.

Rye gets out of his seat and switches with Brooklyn and me and him cuddle up together and cry about his best friend and my boyfriend possibly being gone forever.

3

I knew I should have forced him to fly back here rather than getting the train. I was adamant that he had to fly as it was quicker and I couldn't wait to see him after he'd been away for a whole week visiting his family in Dublin. Especially as we have tour this weekend and I thought I wouldn't be able to see him as much because of it. Oh, tour... well I guess that might not be happening then, but that's not the biggest problem right now, at least not for me.

He eventually managed to convince me that getting the train would be cheaper and would take him straight to a train station close to the flat, rather than to an airport from which he'd still have to get a taxi to get home. He also promised me that he couldn't get into any trouble on a 'short 15 hour journey' and then proceeded to tell me to 'chill out babe'. 

What I wouldn't give for him to be ok after this and for me to be able to say I told you so. Even that would bring me the greatest joy.

2

I know I called him my boyfriend earlier, and he is and I couldn't be any happier with how our relationship is going, but I was going to tell him I love him for the first time before he left for Dublin and I convinced myself to wait a little longer. I was going to tell him on stage at the first London show and all the boys were in on it, we had a whole thing planned, but now I guess I may never get the chance.

"We're here boys"

1

As I raced into the hospital there was only one thought running through my mind, 'Where the heck is my boyfriend' ok two 'Is he ok'

Blair speaks with a receptionist and shouts a number at me and Brook leads me to the room, which I'm glad for because I didn't actually listen to the room number. Brook stops outside and gestures for me to go in first, I take a steadying breath and send Brook a grateful smile before I step inside the room and see Jack on the bed. "Jack...?" I ask, walking further into the room.

"Sprained my wrist!"

A/N: COME ON GUYS... YOU DIDN'T SERIOUSLY THINK I COULD LET ONE OF THE BOYS DIE DID YOU? ESPECIALLY MY LANE?!

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