The Roadtrip Gang

|| Chapter Four ||

|| Chapter Four ||

Thursday Morning

| Mikey's POV |

Waking up this morning, I stretch out groaning as all of my joints click in place. Sighing contently I reach my hand out to the side to grab my phone. Scanning through all the notifications, I see some of them from girls I met a few days ago and some are just notifs from Bristol city tweets. I spot a text from Alex saying he was coming back later on today. I send him a reply and start getting dressed.

Pulling a jumper over my head I grab my phone again and pocket it in my back pocket. Skipping downstairs, I reach the kitchen to see Andy sitting on a stool by the island in the middle of the kitchen. I greet him as he looks up from his phone and we exchange smiles. Going to the kettle I start it up and grab a mug. "So, how'd ya sleep?" I ask waiting for the water to boil. He looks up at me again and smiles, "I slept-" he was interrupted by Rye shoving his way in through the garden door, panting like a dog who hasn't drank anything in days.

Rye lifts himself up from resting his hands on his knees, he looked in between us and started to move like he didn't rudely interrupt Andy. Andy huffed and returned his eyes back on me, "As I was saying before Rye rudely interrupted me. I slept very well, thank you." I smiled at him, as he sent a glare into Rye's back, who was drinking a glass of water. "Stop glaring at me Andy." I blinked widening my eyes at how Rye could tell Andy was glaring at him, without actually looking at him.

Andy tuts and goes back to his phone. I chuckle to myself at the two whilst looking in between them. As Andy itches his neck he slightly moves his hoodie to reveal a dark mark on his neck. "Uh Andy, who was the lucky person?" Andy looks up at me with confusion written across his face, "Huh?"

I point to my neck and then at him, he slowly brings his phone up, assuming he's getting the camera out. A mix of emotions wash over him as I watch him. "God, I told them to not make it noticeable!" he exclaimed, me and Rye laugh at his exasperated look. "God I'm gonna kill 'em" That made me laugh a little harder. "So, who's the lucky gal or guy?" He looks over to me with a hesitant look in his eyes.

"Uh, just a girl from back home." I nod,

"Serious?" He bit the inside of his cheek, looking in between me and Rye. He hummed in thought, "Don't know, we'll see." I nod again and look down at my empty mug.

A few seconds of tense silence Rye decides to speak up, "I'm going to go shower." Walking out of the kitchen without his eyes leaving the floor. I'm seriously getting worried for Rye, he's been acting very weird lately. Let's just hope he doesn't close himself off, like he used to. I heard Andy's phone ping and a small smile reaching his lips. "The girl?" He nods slowly and gets up, walking out of the kitchen.

I decide now, it would be the best time to actually make my coffee.

| Alex's POV |

Thursday evening

Driving home from my seeing my family, happiness consuming me. I finally get how Mikey feels, having another life brought into this world is the best thing. I love her already and she's only been here for a few hours. I'm going to be the best uncle out there for my little niece. Just thinking about her cute little face brings a smile to my face. Nothing can ruin my mood...

Well that lasted long, walking into the house meeting Mikey in the kitchen, we had a nice chat. You know I told him about my niece and asked for any uncle tips. Everything was smooth sailing but it all went down the drain when the rest of the boys came down.

Mikey had told me that Brooklyn's Dad was back in the picture, the only thing that I heard about the guy was that he cheated on Brook's mother. I knew there was more, it was a matter of Brooklyn telling us the rest, although I think Jack might know. They are very close. I feel bad for Brook though, his whole life changed because of one man and at such a young age too. I couldn't imagine being that pissed at my family.

Anyway, when Brook came down with Jack following, it all started kicking off. They began to fight, because Jack was annoyed with the way that Brooklyn was being such a 'grumpy ass bitch' Jack's words not mine. Every movement Brook made was with so much anger and annoyance, it was starting to get annoying for me too. "So your taking his side then?!" He screamed at me. I pulled my hands up in defence.

"I'm not taking anyone's sides. I'm just saying you need to calm down before you break something." He shook his head in disbelief.

He started to point his finger at each of us, "If someone asks me to calm down once more, so help me god, you will regret it." He spat out. This, this right here is something that doesn't look right. Brooklyn is never angry, or pissed. He doesn't even get irritated, he is the most happiest and innocent kid in the bloody country. But his dad must of done something really bad if he's made Brooklyn this mad.

After a silence he mutters, "I'm going on a walk." His eyes land on Jack, "don't follow me." Jack's face fell into a sad expression.

"Brooks." he spoke with a sad tone.

"Don't." He shook his head and spun round. He halted for a second seeing Andy and Rye at the door, with worried faces. He continued walking pushing past Rye. "What happened?" Andy asked walking in more. I shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

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