save me

seven

i knew he was right. of course i fucking knew. but i didn't have the heart to do that to someone i cared for so deeply. john's fearful expression when i suggested getting him help still haunts me late at night.

''you don't understand, dear. john, he- i think he has some personal childhood memories about a hospital and doctors or something like that. he honestly despises that place.''

''oh. that's- okay. i get why he doesn't want to go there then. but still, you can't put his childhood memories above his current health fred,'' he said calmly.

''well what do you want me to do?! just march up to him and drag him to a clinic??'' i whisper-shouted.

''fred, i don't know how bad his condition is. you're the only one who knows that. but before you decide on anything, talk to him. don't do anything without him knowing.''

''but how?!'' i had no idea how to approach the situation without upsetting john even more than i already have.

''i don't know, just do it. if you won't talk to him, i will.'' his voice was scarily determined. fuck, this is brian we're talking about. if he says he's gonna do it, he's definitely gonna do it.

''no! i wasn't even supposed to tell you any of this, brian!''

''what were you not supposed to tell him?'' roger's asked, interrupting our conversation. i didn't even notice him come up to us, my mind was too wrapped up in what john was going through. now i looked up at the drummer, who's body was only covered by his boxers- looks like he had been too excited to change. small droplets of water ran down his body, making his skin glisten in the sun.

''nothing, darling. you shouldn't creep up on people like that,'' i said, playfully scolding him. i looked over at brian, who had grown weirdly silent. and as soon as i caught sight of his scarlet cheeks, i instantly knew why. he had a fucking crush! on roger, of all people! god, i'd have to help them get together in the future. but for now, i decided to gently nudge brian, who was still staring. the guitarist instantly snapped out of his haze, his hands going up to cover his still blushing face.

''i didn't creep up on you, i literally just walked over here. you guys were just too absorbed in your gossip to notice. anyway, does either of you want to help me find an ice cream shop? i'd kill for some right now.'' roger said, fanning his face with his hand dramatically.

''sure, i'll go,'' brian spoke up, almost too quickly. ''what about you fred?''

''no thanks, dear. i think i'll head back to the house,'' i replied, sending brian a short wink. him and roger would be alone, walking around the city, eating ice cream while watching the sunset...how romantic. the perfect time to make a move.

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after the two lovebirds left, i laid in the sun for a little while long before deciding to pack up my things and head home. i was excited to see john, but i wasn't sure whether we had fought or if it was just a small misunderstanding. i mean, john seemed pretty mad. were we even currently on speaking terms?

guess there was only one way to find out.

the first thing i noticed when i carried my towel up the stairs was how weirdly quiet the whole house was. back in london, there was always somebody rushing around, playing an instrument or just screaming. here it was different. more...peaceful.

as i approached our shared bedroom, i couldn't help but get flashbacks of the time i had walked up to see him curled up in ou bed, crying his eyes out. it had been one of the scariest moments of my life, to be honest. when i pushed the door open, i could only hope that history wouldn't repeat itself.

i peeked inside the room, surprised to notice that it was completely empty. what? where was he? had he decided to go out by himself? but where would he go? this was a city none of us had ever been to before, he could've easily gotten lost, or kidnapped...or...or...no. i wasn't going to think like that. he was probably somewhere in the house i hadn't checked yet, like the bathroom.

just as that thought ran through my mind, i heard a loud thud, followed by a string of curses and shuffling. ah, so he was in the bathroom.

i placed my towel on the bed and walked towards our en-suite bathroom, where the sounds had come from.

''john?'' i called out. all the movement instantly stopped, like the bass player had frozen on the spot when he heard my voice. what was going on?

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a/n: quick question, do u guys want smut in this book?