Changes // Why Don't We X Reader

Chapter 5: Tell Me

Y/Ns POV

I woke up 15 minutes after falling asleep on the couch. I could hear the guys talking to each other but through the walls it just sounded like mumbling. There wasn't a point of me thinking about what they could be talking about in depth, it's none of my business, so I guess I'll just leave them to it because it's probably just 'band stuff' that I don't have a reason to know about.
I pick myself up from the couch and make my way up the stairs. The kitchen door flies open.
"Yo... Y/N, we need to talk to you later. Okay?" Jack explained with his eyes telling me that I need to agree because it is something important. "Oh,uh okay. That's fine, just... tell me when you need me".
"Will do" he says, closing the door whilst backing away into the kitchen.

I still didn't think anything of what they are talking about. It's probably they just want to have a conversation or something, it can't be that bad.. right?

A few hours later

I went downstairs to get a glass of water from the kitchen. As soon as I exited the kitchen with a glass of water in hand, a voice calls out to me. "Y/N all of us need to talk to you about something, come in here a sec" Daniel points into the front room.

"Basically Y/N" Corbyn starts off
"We're going on tour soon an..."
"I've always wanted to go on tour! It seems like so much fun! We can go to different cities, go to see movies, GO SHOPPING!" my face lights up at the thought of going on tour, this is the happiest I've been all day!
"No... no Y/N, you can't come with us" Jack quietly says.
"Wait...what?" My face drops.
"There's not enough space for us to take you, we want to take you, we really do" Jacks adds on.
"Where am I going to stay then? Here?" I question with my head tilted slightly, my heart pounding out of my chest in worry.

"We're sending you to go live with your uncle until we can take you back, that's if.. our manager thinks we should.." Jack finishes off his sentence, I could see the pain that he was in at the thought of not taking me back.
"No.. no no no you can't do that, you don't know what he has done to me in the past. Please, please don't send me to him. Please..." tears roll down my cheeks at the thought of living with that monster. I've lived in luxury but I guess the saying 'it's too good to be true' really does have a meaning to it now.
"Please don't make this hard for us Y/N, this isn't the last you'll be seeing of us, I promise. Even if it may take us a bit of time convincing people, we will be back for you at some point in time". Zach says with tears rolling down his cheeks now, I can tell it's difficult for the guys to let me go as much as it is difficult for me to leave them. Daniel brings us all in for a group hug. "We love you Y/N, never forget that"

Then there you have it, we're driving to the airport. While I was under the spell of thinking everything is okay, they were booking me a plane ticket. I would've rather gone to the orphanage than to my uncle, the last time I saw that monster he wouldn't let me go back home, he abused me physically and mentally until I was barely living, but of course they don't know that and nobody would ever believe me if I told them the truth, the stories that I have about my life sound too sketchy to be believable, lets just hope my uncle has moved on from his ways and I'll tell the guys if they eventually come back for me, if they come back for me. I just kept in my anger because either way, they would be sending me to my uncle. I guess the police told the guys to contact my uncle if they ever need help. Nobody understands how difficult it is to be safe around that man, the guys don't understand what he is capable of, but there's no point complaining, I don't have any choice in this situation. I thought the guys loved me, I really did. Telling me that they would give me a 'better life'. I didn't understand how much bullshit could be said in that one sentence. I was caught up in the thought of being safe and welcomed into a home that I didn't realise how sketchy the whole situation was, now look at me, being given up, sent away, because they can't trust me to stay on my own. I understand how I reacted to the fans at the bowling alley, and I understand that I was scared when August was in the house. But I've learnt from then. They think just because I'm 1 year younger from the youngest member Zach that I'm not capable of doing things that any other 15 year old is capable of. It's just like the orphanage, nobody really understands what I say to them. I have perfect mental health. Why can't they understand that?!

However, I tried to stay positive in the moment despite wanting to run away and live in a forest somewhere far far away, away from everyone. But I can't.

The guys allowed me to go through airport security and they met me at the gate in LAX. 'Gate 54: LA to Florida' the sign read on the top of the gate, the woman wearing a blazer and a hat awaited my arrival as I walked up to the gate. I hugged the guys one last time. "Don't forget about me, please come back for me"
"We will Y/N don't you worry. How could we forget you" Daniel reassured me. How could I believe him after he said he would give me a better life.
"I love you all" I said to the guys as I gave the woman my ticket, the guys trying to hold in their tears as I disappeared around the corner into the airplane boarding tunnel. No matter how much I questioned the thought of them right now, no matter how much I wanted to stay at the house, I can't be mad at them forever, after all, they gave me another shot at life, and it was the best time I've ever had. I really do owe them a favour, but I guess that will have to come if they ever come to take me home.

Leaving the guys wasn't the biggest problem I have to face, I have to look my uncle in the eye and pretend that I'm happy to see him, then the next day I'll be starved and bruised. I stared out the airplane window, watching the airport terminal fade into the distance as my plane soared through the sky. The pilot announced as we were in the air: "Welcome to American Airlines, this flight will be approximately 4 hours 30 mins".

There was nothing I could do now. To save myself the panic attacks, I put on my headphones and eventually drifted away into sleep. Frankly, I'm surprised that I'm not scared of airplanes ever since my parents died in one, but what's the point of piling my worries on top of each other and trying to balance them on my head.

I woke up to the sound of wheels touching concrete, I had arrived in Miami, Florida. Collecting my hand luggage, I slowly walk through the airplane tunnel, stumbling over my own feet as I struggle to concentrate on my walking. I felt as if I was going to be sick. I rounded up my suitcase from the conveyor belt and made my way to the arrivals area of the terminal. There was a taxi waiting for me. The driver help up a sign reading Y/N Y/LN.

It was time.