(Completed) Jordan Is now has slowly recovered from the effects of the accident they had on tour last year. If he is really going to recover he will need to find that special someone so Jordan is then never alone.
I kept running, I don't know where I was going. I ran out of the arena into the middle of Paris heading somewhere but not sure where. Behind me, all I could hear was my name being called. But I kept going, stumbling every so often.
Jordan.
J.
JORDAN.
Where are you going?
COME BACK JORDAN.
After I ran from losing my voice while on stage that night. I disappeared no one could find me. No one knew where I was. I didn't know where I was. So they separated in groups so they could go out and find me. My boys stayed at the hotel in case I showed my face. I lost my voice, I have a splitting headache, my leg hurts from running and I am lost. I am getting panicky because I don't know where I am and there are fans around as well. I hope if they see me its nothing like years ago where we mobbed by them. We couldn't go anywhere then. Now I am on my own with no security. Here I am in the middle of Paris lost. I am still in my stage clothes and I start to feel cold. I wrap my arms around me and I noticed they are bare. I wonder why I am cold I don't have a jacket on. It's only May still not warm enough to be running around late at night in a t-shirt and vest. Stupid stupid J. Can't I do anything right?.
Where the fuck am I? Everything is in French. Oh crap, I did it, that's it I fucked up big time. I knew I should have stayed at home. I am so cold now I am shivering and my teeth are chattering. Please, someone, find me. I try to speak but nothing comes out not even a squeak. What time is it? It feels like I have been wandering for hours ever since I ran off stage when I lost my voice during I'll be loving you. I knew it was going but I wanted to carry on and practise as well. Joe told me to stop earlier why didn't I.
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Then it becomes worse for me as it starts to rain, not a steady rain but it's pouring. In no time I am drenched. This makes me shiver even more as I am really cold now. What time is it? I am really panicking now not just cos I am lost but it's raining and I am getting colder. I find somewhere to sit down for a while to gather my thoughts and bearings. It wasn't long until I heard a voice.
"Monsieur" I look up to a guy. Phew, not a fan, not a crazy fan."Ca va". I look at him confused. "Parle Anglais" I nodded. "Are you alright Monsieur?". I shook my head as I can't talk as I have lost my voice. I start to shiver even more my teeth are chattering. I am so cold and wet through. I can't believe I was that stupid.
" Monsieur we need to get you out of the rain and cold to somewhere warm. You look freezing and feel it too. What's your name?".
I try to speak but nothing comes out to let him know it's Jordan.
"Lost your voice, hey fella". I nodded. " Where are you from? Britain"I shook my head no. "America". I nodded. " We will get you somewhere warm. Try to figure out where you were before you got lost".
