Make sure you read Pt.1 in order to understand what's happening in this imagine.
Jack's POV
As soon as Rye told me I hurt Brook, I wanted to throw up. I promised him that I would never hurt him. I pushed him. I hurt the one that owned my heart.
I was mad, furious to know that someone touched my Brook. It turns out that it was only a friend. How could I do that to him? He tried explaining but I pushed him away.
I ran. I didn't stop. I needed to know if I hurt him. I needed to know if I broke us. I ran, on the verge of crying. I ran up the stairs. I didn't stop. Not until I ran into our joined room. I collapsed on the floor from not being able to breathe.
"Jack!" Brook ran over to me.
I tried to speak and when I could only pant, I panicked. He was going to leave me.
"Jacky, love, I need you to breathe. Come back to me."
I grabbed his arm and I tried to speak but nothing came out.
"Love, I need you to breathe. I'm right here. Take a deep breath. Please," Brook said to me, with panic in his eyes.
I force myself to breathe because I don't want to scare him. When I'm able to speak, I tell him how I feel.
"God, I'm so sorry, Brook! I swear I didn't mean it. I didn't know he was just a friend. I was just mad and I didn't want to think about someone else being with you."
When I'm finished babbling, I notice how Brook's face looks tired, how his eyes are red. He was crying.
"J-Jack, you left me," He whispers.
"I know, love. I'm so sorry. Don't leave me."
"I'm not. We're gonna talk about this and then I'm going with Mikey to a hotel, just for tonight."
He's leaving me.
"Love, why?"
"I need time. I need to think if I'm ready for this kind of relationship. I need to know if I still need you."
I feel torn. He just said he doesn't know about us.
"O-Okay. Let's talk."
"Y-You left, Jack. You pushed me out of the way."
"Let me see the bruise, please," I plead.
"Okay, but don't press on it."
I nod and he lifts his shirt. On his side, there's a bruise. I feel a tear coming down my face. I wipe it before he notices.
"I'm sorry. I was just mad because I thought you found someone new. I need you Brook."
"I love you, Jack. When you stormed out, you didn't call me love. You didn't look in my eyes."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Jack. I forgive you. Just don't leave me ever again."
"I won't."
Brook stands. He grabs a duffel bag, packed for what looks like a week long trip. He pushes himself out of our room and to the door. He hugs Rye, Andy, and Harvey.
He says goodbye to them. Before he leaves, I ask if I can kiss him. He nods, scared. I gently cup his face and I kiss him slowly. I feel his tears on my fingertips, never ending.
I hug him. I whisper in his ear of how he's my love, for the rest of my life. He pushes past me, gently, with Mikey beside him and they leave.
"Don't leave me," I whisper to the door, the exact words I held in my throat when he told me he didn't know if he needed me.
I turn to Rye and and Andy. I walk to the couch. I grab a pillow and I cry, wishing I was holding Brook, instead of the pillow. I feel Rye's arms around me. I cry into his shirt while Andy rubs my back. I cry for hours.
"He left. He doesn't need me. It hurts, Rye. Shoot me in the heart, to lessen this pain. I-I need him but he doesn't need me. There's no more Jacklyn," I sob.
"He needs you, mate," Rye tells me.
"Then w-why would he leave?"
"I don't know, Jack."
I go back to crying. When I finally push away from Rye, it's 4am. I cried for 5 hours.
"Sorry, lads. You can go to bed. I'm okay."
"Jack, promise me you won't do anything stupid," Andy tells me.
"I've already done something stupid. I let Brook leave."
I stand and I walk back to the bathroom. I wash my face and when I get out, Rye and Andy are in their room. I lay on the couch, unable to sleep in Brook and I's room without him. I curl in on myself, crying. Cleaning my face didn't do anything. So, I lay and I cry. Eventually, I fall asleep, needing Brook.
Time Skip
I wake the next day to see the flat quiet. The boys must still be asleep. I take a shower and I sit in Brook's and I's room, not moving and staring at the wall. I cry a bit. I don't move, not even when Harvey peeps in.
"Hey, we just woke up. Do you want some breakfast?"
"I want Brooklyn. Can you get him?" I ask.
"I don't know. Maybe."
I nod and I continue staring at the wall. I don't pay attention until I hear someone walking into my room.
"Jack?" He sheepishly asks.
Brook's POV
After last night, I head back to the flat. I have to finally decide whether or not I want to move forward with Jack. I love him but it seems to be too hard to hide from the Roadies.
I walk into the flat to see Rye, Andy, and Harvey sitting silently in the Mindy corner.
"Hey guys. How is he?" I ask.
"He's torn up, Brook. He doesn't want to do anything. That was only one night," Rye tells me.
I sigh and rub my face.
"Brook, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring you two apart. I was just angry. I don't want my stupid actions to spread you two apart," Andy tells me.
"It's okay. Jack and I are going to live, with or without each other, I say.
After a beat of silence, "He's in the Jacklyn room, Brook."
"Okay," I nod and I slowly get up.
When I walk into the room, Jack's staring at the wall, sitting on my bed, I feel broken.
"Jack?" I whisper.
His gaze snaps up to me and he's seconds from crying.
"No, no, no. Don't cry. Please," I choke out.
"I-I can't help it. You mean so much to me," He sobs.
"Please, don't cry. This makes it so much harder than it has to be."
He just cries harder.
"Jack, will you please come and hold me?" I sheelishly ask.
He stands up quickly and brings me to his chest. I cry with him. After what feels like an hour, I pull away.
"I forgive you. I swear I do. I want to be with you. You are the one for me. I'm so s-sorry that I doubted us," I choke out.
"I-It's okay. All that matters is I love you. We are meant to be together."
He pulls me to his chest. We hold each other, thankful for being able to hear each other's heartbeat.
We still have to talk, probably with Rye and Andy, but we have our entire life to finally understand each other.
Author's Note: Hey, I'm trying to write more. I'm hoping to post again, if my week isn't too much. See you soon.
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