The New Guy//roadtrip bxb

twenty-one

double update cuz I still feel bad for not updating in weeks. plus this one is a bit shorter.

"Okay, well. I love you, I really do. But I feel like something's not working in our relationship."

Brook's POV
I rushed the words out, unsure of how Jack would respond. He was quiet for a minute, but soon responded, "Yeah, I know what you mean, Brooky."

"Wait, really?" I asked, slightly shocked at how calm he seemed.

"Yeah. Like, I love you to bits, Brooky. I never want to hurt you and I never want to leave you, and I always want you to be my boyfriend," he said.

"But you still feel like there's something, or someone else?" I asked.

"Yeah, kind of. Not exactly but I don't really know how to word it better. So yeah."

"That's sort of how I feel. There's not really anything specific that's missing. I just... I don't know, really, how to explain the feeling."

"No, I get it, Brooky. It feels like I should be giving something that I'm not. Or getting. Or both. I'm not really sure."

"Yeah. Like, almost like it's not enough anymore?" I phrased it as more of a question.

"As harsh as it sounds, yeah, I think that's pretty much how I feel," Jack said.

"We're clear that I still love you more than anyone else in the world, right?" he asked after a little while of silence.

"Yeah, Jacky. And I love you, too. The most." I cuddled into his chest again, just enjoying his presence for awhile before we had to go to studio.

Andy's POV
Studio was odd when we did end up going. Jack and Brook were a lot more close and cuddly than normal, which is saying something because they're always cuddling. Rye was ignoring me, and everyone else for that matter, the entire time. He would only interact with anyone when it was necessary for the takes. That left me and Sonny to basically talk and laugh about whatever.

After studio, I tried, again, to talk to Rye, but he blew me off, yet again. So, I went to my room to try to fall asleep. Tour started tomorrow, and maybe things would get better after that?

A little while later, I'm not sure exactly how long, I heard a knock at my door. Hoping it was Rye, I told them to come in excitedly. The door opened, and Sonny came in.

"Something's up with Rye," he said, sitting down on my bed.

"I know," I groaned falling back onto my pillows.

"What happened earlier?" he asked.

"I don't even know. I went into his room earlier to tell him... something... and he just told me to go away and that he needed to be alone."

"What were you going to tell him?" Sonny asked.

"That... Well... I... That I love him!" I blurted quickly.

"That's weird."

"Why is that weird?" I asked, suddenly really worried I messed everything up.

"No, it's not weird, I guess. But I just talked to Rye and he said he was upset that you didn't love him. That you moved on, or something," Sonny told me.

"What?" I practically yelled, jumping up from my bed.

"That's what he told me," Sonny said.

"Okay. Well, I have to go talk to him, right?" I asked.

"I think that's probably best, yeah."

"Okay. Yeah," I said, leaving my room to go find Rye.

Rye's POV
I heard a knock on my door, and told whoever it was to go away. I'd been successful in ignoring pretty much everyone for the majority of the day and that wasn't going to end now.

But, I guess I forgot to lock my door, because Andy walked straight in and sat on the floor in front of my face.

"Why?" was all he said.

"Why what?" I asked.

"Why have you been ignoring us all?"

"I haven't," I tried. He wasn't having it.

"Bull shit, Ryan!" he yelled, standing up. "If you're mad at me, tell me. If I did something wrong, tell me. If you don't want to do this anymore, tell me. But don't hide it from me. Because you're my boyfriend. And we tell each other things!"

"Do we, Andy?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice slightly softer now.

"Do we tell each other things? Or do we just go behind each others back and tell the other boys?"

"What are you on about, Ryan?" I could tell he was getting frustrated again.

"You don't tell me anything, Andy. You just go to Jack!" I yelled.

He turned around and walked out of my room, but not before saying, "I tell you everything, Rye. Not anyone else. You."

Sonny's POV
I could hear Rye and Andy fighting from my room, and Jacklyn was busy talking about who-knows-what. So, I just sat on my phone, replying to roadies in DMs and such.

All that the roadies seemed to be talking about was Jacklyn vs. Bronny. At first, I didn't really understand why. I mean, Jacklyn was real. The realest. Me and Brook were just friends.

But then I started looking at the edits and stuff more, and it was true. Jacklyn really had been drifting apart more, at least on camera. And they were fighting more, at least to my knowledge, off camera.

Was it true? Was I breaking up Jacklyn?

887 words
wow this was a short one but I'm kind of stuck atm. I know where I want this to go, I'm just struggling a bit to get it there.
~Soph