I swear to God I'm gonna start morphing chapters together if they keep being this short.

But anyway, I thought I'd save you all from having heart failure by updating :D (even though I'm pretty sure it'll make your chances of having heart failure even higher)

Disclaimer: I don't own R5 , The Vamps or the song "Just One Yesterday" by Fall Out Boy, all rights go to Hollywood, Mercury/Virgin EMI/Universal & Island Records!

Chapter 11
One More Chance

After finding out that Brad was no longer in the room and his stuff had gone, Ross bolted to James' room and everyone else's to ask if they had seen him which started a massive hunt for him. Everyone tried to call him but Ross told them that he didn't have his phone and that it was still in the hotel room which made the situation even harder.

Nobody knew at all where he was which was making everyone – especially Ross and James – panic like hell in case something bad had happened to him. Given the circumstances of what had happened before he disappeared. They all split up around the city they were in, in Italy – which is Milan – but so far they were having no luck what so ever.

They tried the entire hotel and as much as the city as they could. But nothing. He was gone.

Everyone ended up meeting back at the hotel and Ross was the last one to arrive. "Have you found him?" Ross asked, walking through the hotel door where he seen everyone. They all either shook their heads or said no, making Ross put his head into his hands and sigh, becoming frustrated with himself "I'm such a fucking idiot." He said.

Nobody even bothered to argue with him on that one as they all agreed entirely. "You know, for someone who claims that they love him very much and they wouldn't hurt him for the world, you're really contradicting yourself." James said.

Ross looked up from his hands "What? I do have trust in him."

James scoffed "After what you just did to him, I beg to differ."

"Hey, right, don't..." Tristan said, butting in and breaking up what could potentially turn into a heated argument and fight "this is my fault, I shouldn't have said anything."

Rydel shook her head "No, Tris, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault he can't control the way he lashes out." Rydel said, glaring at Ross.

"No, he's got just as much to blame as Ross does. Seriously, Tristan. When Brad said he didn't want you to tell Ross or anybody why the hell couldn't you follow that simple little instruction?!" James asked, raising his voice at him in annoyance.

"Because he deserved to know! It's been that long, that the longer he puts it off his reaction is going to be even worse to it! I didn't actually say it, I indirectly tried to say it but he got the wrong end of it." Tristan said.

"What even is the thing he wants to tell me that he's so scared of?" Ross asked.

James turned to Ross "After today, you don't deserve to know and I can see exactly why he didn't want to tell you. I don't even think he's going to tell you at all now."

"Oh come on, I'm sure it's not that bad."

"It's not but I don't know with you. You might make it into something ten times as worse and kill him when he tells you." James turned around to leave the lobby and go up to his hotel room.

Ross shook his head "Well maybe if he just told me whatever it is in the first place none of this would have happened."

Quickly, James turned back round "Yeah, and maybe if he had told you before he got shot that wouldn't have happened either!" He snapped. Silence fell as the people who knew about what James was talking about couldn't believe that he had just said that, almost giving the game away, whereas the people who didn't stood there confused. "I swear to God, you better hope that when and if we find him that he's okay." James said before making his way to the elevator to go up to his room. Sally glanced at Ross before following him – even she couldn't look at Ross in the eye any more after what he did. He was a completely different person to her now.

Everyone else slowly began to leave the lobby themselves to go back up to their room until it left Ross, Riker and Ellington alone. "What if he's hurt?" Ross asked, staring into space and thinking.

Riker stood next to him closely, putting his arm around him "He won't be. The chances are he's probably gone to Spain, which is our next stop. After all, we do have to be there tomorrow don't we?"

"I hope so..."

"Come on, stop beating yourself up and go to your room." Riker said, Ross nodded and made his way to the stairs to go up to his room. Riker waited until he had disappeared before turning to Ellington "What do you know?" He asked.

"Well, I caught him coming out of the hotel room and he had his suitcase with him. I asked him where he was going and he suddenly broke down crying." Ellington said.

"Then what?"

"I took him into my room, talked to him and asked him what was wrong he explained to me what had happened with Ross in their hotel room and he said that he wanted to leave."

"The tour?" Riker asked, panicking slightly.

Ellington shook his head "No, no, just here. So I told him to go ahead of us and get to Spain before we do where he can be alone for a while and clear his head before Ross gets there again. But everyone found out before he could leave and I had to wait till everyone left the hotel to go find him until I could get him out of here. He should be on his way to Spain now."

Riker nodded, sighing in relief "Good. At least he's fine."

The Next Day

R5 and the rest of The Vamps had got to Spain at along last after Ellington had to convince Ross to come with them as he refused to leave without Brad as he was still convinced he had to be in Milan somewhere, but Ellington told him if he was he would have come back by now. Eventually Ross gave in and went with them.

They arrived at the hotel in Barcelona, Spain and they went to the reception desk to get the keys to their room. The lady behind the desk handed Ross a key to his hotel room. "Thanks. Hey, I don't suppose someone else checked into my room yesterday or today?" Ross asked.

The lady nodded "Yeah, there was. A boy? Quite small? Brown hair?"

Ross breathed in relief "Oh my, God, thanks. Here, listen, guys, I'll talk to you later!" He said before rushing to get to his room.

Ross got to the door of what was supposed to be his and Brad's room. He put his key into the door, reluctantly opening it and popping his head through where he seen Brad sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor. He looked over to the door and stood up when he seen Ross who became relieved and dropped his bags, going over to hug him "Oh my, God, I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Don't." Brad said, stepping away from him as he tried to hug him.

Ross stopped and accepted it "L-look... I know what I did yesterday was horrible and way out of line—"

"It was more than that, you barely gave me a chance to get myself together and say something."

Ross nodded, sighing as he was becoming upset and annoyed at himself all over again "I know, i-it's just... I don't know what came over me... After Tristan tried to indirectly tell me what was wrong with you, everything was... a blur and I feel so fucking guilty that I barely slept at all last night and when I came back to our room to find that you weren't there, I started freaking out that much I had nearly everybody looking for you cos I was afraid you were hurt or something bad had happened to you," He wiped his eyes as he didn't want to cry but he couldn't help it because of how bad he felt "I... I just..." Ross had his head in his hands where he broke.

His legs gave out and he slowly sunk to the floor on his knees. Brad looked down at him and slowly stepped forward, stroking the top of his head. Ross wrapped his arms around Brad's waist and rested his head against his stomach, sobbing "I-I love you. I really do and I'm sorry that I lashed out like that at you yesterday, I don't know what I was thinking. I w-wouldn't dream of hurting you physically or emotionally and now that I have I hate myself so much. I'm sorry." He sobbed, holding onto him.

Brad sighed, continuing to stroke his hair "It's fine."

"No it's not!" Ross protested, looking up at him.

"You're doing it again. Let me finish," Brad said, Ross nodded keeping his arms wrapped around his waist and looking up at him "I forgive you. This time. If something like that happens and you hurt me like that again... I will get up and leave faster than you can imagine no matter how much I love you and I mean it. Okay? One more out burst like that without a good enough reason and I'm gone. Understood?" He asked, Ross nodded "Right, good... Now stand up."

Ross let go of him and stood up off the floor where Brad stepped forwards and hugged him round the waist, resting his head on his chest and Ross hugged him back "I love you. Please don't scare me like that again..."

"I won't, I promise. I love you too." Ross said, holding him closer and a little tighter.

Next: It Hurts

Fun fact about this chapter: I'd written it & The Vamps uploaded their "Dear Diary: Madrid" ironically, Brad was the one who was talking in that video where he mentioned when they were in Barcelona - baring in mind they were in Milan before Barcelona & they went from Milan to Barcelona (obviously). Apparently, there was a rumour that Brad was crying in Barcelona which he addressed. THAT HAPPENED AFTER I WROTE THE LAST TWO CHAPTERS. Like what the actual fuck. Why do parallels keep happening to all my stories? & NOW it's happened before it's even been uploaded like wow. I'm done. Haha.

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