Living The Band Life

1, Truth Or Dare

M-Mikey
J-Jed
B-Brooklyn
R-Rye
A-Andy

M-Brook truth or dare
B-Truth
M-Ok, are you scared of flying in a plane
B-No
J-Are you kidding me
R-LIAR
B-How am I a liar
A-Brook are you actually being serious
J-Do you not remember last year

One Year Ago

We're coming to the end of the flight and the boys have finally settled down a bit, I look out the window and can see the land even clearer than it already was.

*Please Buckle Your Seat Belts We're About To Land*

"Mikey, I'm scared!"Brooklyn says, grabbing Mikey's arm all of a sudden.

"It's ok mummy's here!"Mikey replies, clearly taking the piss out of Brooklyn.

"What if we crash! We could die! And then all the roadie...omg we're gonna die!"Brook worries.

Andy all of a sudden, bursts into a fit of laughter.

"What is wrong with you?"Andy giggles.

"Nothing! Shut up!"He snaps, still holding onto Mikey.

Back To The Present Time
Later that night

Brooklyn's Pov

I jolted in my bed as the thunder strikes against my window. A purple flash, an assault of rain and worst of all, the loud unexpected crash that shakes the whole house. Despite the amount of pillows and blankets I've surrounded myself with, it sends ice through my veins.

I've always hated storms, and the one outside my window is the worst one I've experienced in years. Proper apocalyptic vibes, I'm filled with the childish desire to run into my big brother Benji's bed. But unfortunately I'm an adult, I don't live with my brother Benji anymore, I live with four lads. Who will undoubtedly rio into me if they ever catch wind of my irrational childhood fear. I whimper, alone in my bed, squeezing my eyes shut and praying silently that it will pass soon.

I whimper as a particularly loud crash rattles the glass in my window panes. Then, as if a horror movie, a shadowy figure appears in my doorframe.

"AHHH!"I scream, diving under the covers.

"Ah! Brook, what the fuck?"Comes a familiar voice.

"Rye?"

Tentatively, I peek one eye out of my blanket fortress, watching as the shadowy figure comes into focus.

"W-what are you doing her?"I ask shakily.
"It's L-Late"

"I'm checking on you, you gimp. Because you don't like storms."Rye says brusquely, sauntering over to the bed. I'm shocked that he's here.

"I told you that? And you remembered?"

Rye just shrugs, scooting up the bed to sit next to me on top of the covers. I can't believe he's decide to check on me...that he even remembered about my petty little fear. It's so...not Rye.

"So how are you?"He asks softly.

Looking at the genuine concer in his eyes, I feel safe enough to answer truthfully.

"I'm scared"I admit.

"Come on, well play some games, yeah?"Rye suggests, reaching over to my bedside table where the PS4 controllers are sitting on the charger. He throws one onto my stomach.

"Up!"He commands.

"You don't mind staying with me?"I ask, locking eyes with him. Rye stares back at me for a second then turns away, awkward.

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