ocd || knj

chapter thirteen: bobby pov

"Okay, dude," Kian stands up from the couch, obviously no longer content with sitting on the couch glaring at me, "What the fuck is going on?" I wince, turning on around towards him with a nervous smile on my face,

"What do ya mean, Kian?" I ask awkwardly, but he just gives me an unimpressed look, making me sigh. I grab my phone out of my pocket, checking it again. JC said their flight was due to leave at two and it's only 1:30. Which obviously isn't enough time for him to fly out there, but it's enough for him to have time to fly off the handle with four or five hours to lose his shit. JC was pretty serious about not telling him until morning, and I really don't wanna make either of them mad right now.

"Bobby, you broke my phone, like threw it out the window, and you've been distracting me with random shit all night since. What is going on?!" I hesitate, biting my top lip and half turning away while I rub the back of my neck, "I'm not doing this Bob, seriously, this ain't funny anymore!" I laugh before feeling the part of me that was trying to deal with all of this while helping JC and thinking of Kian snap, so my face changes and I rub my face before starting to yell,

"You're right Kian, none of this is funny. None of it! But I don't know what to do and they told me to distract you as long as possible, alright, so I did that! What else was I supposed to do?! Tell you, let you torture yourself or go all the way out there and freak her out more, no!" I rant, throwing my arms in the air. My face falls slack though as Kian's eyebrows push together,

"Wha- who is they- all the wa- freak her ou... Bobby," He breaths in for a second, tilting his head, "What is... what is going on?" He steps forward, and I see concern in his eyes, along with a lot of other emotions, making me shake my head,

"I- I can't... I don't think I can tell you, Kian, they said to wait," He drops his mouth open,

"Fuck, no Bobby, who is they? If there's something going on, why don't I know about it?" I clench my jaw, swallowing and closing my eyes.

"I- I can't, Kian," He throws his arms up in the air now, and turns around, but I sigh, "I..." I'm sorry Fran, "I can't do this, but go to C4. I think Fran's still there and so are a few others, they'll be able to tell you more than I could," I bite my lip, seeing how confused he is when he turns around, making me sigh again and shake my head, "Kian, if you can't wait for them to tell you in the morning, go to Franny. It's... bad, and It's been a lot today, okay? I don't wanna do this anymore to or with you." He stares at me,

"Wha- is something wrong with Fran?" I shake my head immediately,

"No, no, no, it's um..." I look down, hating myself for how badly I've messed this up,

"What Bob, c'mon spit it out?" Kian says, a certain level of frustration in his voice, but I know he's just... freaked. I close my eyes, speaking the words I really don't want to,

"It's um, it's Daniella, Kian. It's Dani," I open my eyes and she shakes his head, confused,

"Wait, wha- What do you mean it's Dani?" I swallow, shrugging, "What do you mean you don't know, what's wrong with Dani, Bob?!" His voice is both softer and harder now, the franticness of it rising with every word,

"I don't know, man, JC texted me earlier that something was wrong and to keep you away from your phone today until he said otherwise and that..." I pause, "That they were flying to and from Indy today to get her and bring her back here. Then Fran texted me and a bunch of other people in some group chat to not comment on anything, because... well, the fans found out about her and it hasn't been good," He stands, frozen in place, a shocked and panicked look on his face,

"Wha- Wait... No, Bobby how? We- I need to go over there..." He turns and frantically runs down the hall looking for his stuff and grabbing it piece by piece. I follow behind, scratching my head,

"I don't know much else, but Kian, be ready for something not great, okay?" He stops, looking at me and nodding slowly, his face emotionless now, "Do you want me to drive you, I might as well go at this point," He turns, mumbling about how that's probably best and how we need to hurry.

JC is going to kill me.

Or Franny.

Frick.

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more Kian and Bobby, a little sneak peak into how close Kian and Dani are too. I'm so excited to have them together again too.

thank you for reading!