Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Idk I'm just kinda freaking out that we're on the final arc of this story. And... it's not a happy last arc. As you all well know. And... I'm not gonna lie, didn't think I would get this far. I thought nobody was going to read this story bc it was a cross over between R5 & The Vamps, but hey! It'd be boring if all FanFiction's were the same, right? Oh god.

I guess I have nothing else to say really except for, enjoy the journey down hill cos that's all where it's going right now.

Enjoy! Well... as best as you can anyway.


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Chapter 28

98 Days

For 5 months R5 and The Vamps hadn't seen each other, apart from talks over the phone between Ross and Brad or Rydel and Connor. That was about it. Other than that, no contact at all. The only time they did ever see each other was for something on TV, on a poster or billboard for something or just anything that promoted them in general.

R5 did go to London 2 months ago to do a show, but there was literally no time in between then and getting back home to go see them which was a disappointment. Why go to somewhere, where your friends, boyfriend or father of one of your babies is and not see them? Well, it's what Ross and Rydel thought anyway. Not that Rydel had brought Matty and Tyler with her to London, she didn't want to drag them there for 2 days. So Laura and Maia kindly offered to babysit them until she got back.

The next time Brad, Tristan, Connor and James were supposed to be over in America was in 3 months.

90 days.

That's a long time to wait to see someone.

Brad's P.O.V.

The four of us, me, James, Tristan and Connor, were all at rehearsals and we were nearly done. Thankfully. We already knew these songs off by heart as it was, I don't see why we had to come in and do this but whatever.

We were trying to run through Last Night, but I appeared to be the only one stood up willing to do it because Tristan sat behind the drums doing nothing, James sat in a chair with his guitar over his lap and he wasn't doing anything and Connor slouched in a chair near by on his phone. I looked around and flailed my arms a little bit "Am I the only member in this band now?" I asked, James glanced at me and Connor didn't even budge.

I faced Connor "Connor," I said, making him look up from his phone "what are you doing on your phone?" I asked.

Connor moved his eyes around the room. I think I saw a flash of fear in his eyes too. "Nothing... Just um... talking to a friend," he said, trying to sound innocent but it wasn't working "a good friend..." he added.

I raised my eye brows "Is it Rydel?" I asked, he stayed silent "it's Rydel isn't it?"

"Maybe."

I rolled my eyes, walking over to him and snatching his phone away "She can manage with the babies, Connor. You don't have to keep on checking up on her every 10 minutes. She's fine. If she wasn't she'd have rang. She's got four brothers and three best friends, as well as a Mum and Dad to help her, do you honestly think she is going to struggle looking after two babies?" I asked.

Connor leaned back in the chair, folding his arms and slouching – pouting a little bit "You're in a mean mood today."

"Oh! Okay! I'll remember that the next time I'm talking to Ross over the phone and you're getting frustrated over it because we need to be getting done with something!" I said, chucking his phone back at him. I turned around and walked away from Connor, hearing him mumble something under his breath. More than likely a stupid comment about me and Ross. It's always that.

Tristan sighed from where he sat behind the drums "I'll be back in a minute."

"Where are you going?"

"To the bathroom, do you wanna come hold my hand?" He asked me, sarcastically and again I rolled my eyes, sitting down on the chair next to Jams. "Thought not." he said before exiting the room.

I watched as Connor continued to tap away on his phone, obviously talking to Rydel, with a smile but then suddenly it dropped and he sat up straight on the chair. "What's wrong?" James asked, noticing it too.

Connor looked over to us both and shook his head "N-nothing, I er... I just gotta ring Rydel." he said, putting his phone to his ear and quickly leaving the room.

I shook my head, looking to my right where James was. I sighed "Well then," I said, sitting back in the chair with a sigh "looks like it's just me and you."

James nodded. "So, I see you and Tristan have finally made up," I said, looking at him and he nodded "care to share why you fell out in the first place? Because apparently, from what I remember, I deserved to know."

James shrugged, sitting up on the chair and shaking his head "It was nothing." he lied.

"Don't lie. Tell me," I said, fed up of people keeping secrets from me. I even stomped my feet a little bit in frustration. "Please," he shook his head "damn it. Do you want me to know?" I asked.

"Suppose it wouldn't hurt if you knew."

I nodded "Right, okay," I said sitting up "but you don't want to say it to me?" I asked, he nodded. I nodded "Right, okay," I repeated "give me a hint then to what it is and let me figure it out for myself, and if I'm right you tell me?" I asked.

He nodded taking a deep breath "Well... it has something to do with you," he said, I nodded and there was a long pause – if he was expecting me to figure it out from that he had another thing coming. He sighed "Um... er... it's got something to do with two people."

"As in... relationship two people?" I asked, suspiciously and he nodded. I punched him playfully in the arm "Alright, who do you like that's taken?" I asked.

James looked surprised that I figured it out, well the majority of it. It doesn't take much really, I'm not that stupid when it comes to these things. All I could do was shrug at him. "Do I know the person?" I asked. I wasn't saying girl because for all I know it could be a boy, which I doubt very highly.

James shrugged "There's a possibility... how many people do you know that are in a relationship?"

I looked up to the ceiling thoughtfully, counting in my head "Quite a few..." I looked back at him "c'mon! I figured out like 90 per cent of it, the least you could do is at least tell me who. I won't laugh or judge. Please!" I begged, grabbing hold of his arm.

After a while of me begging please to him, he shoved me off him "Alright, get off I'll tell you!" He said, sounding annoyed. I was glad he was about to tell me, but I think he was only doing it because I was annoying him. Oh well, it worked. "You're not gonna like it though."

"As long as it's not Ross." I joked.

James glared at me "No... just... no."

I laughed a little bit and nudged him a little bit to tell me and he nodded. "Right, okay... um.., it's er... it's y-"

Suddenly he was cut off by my phone ringing and I sighed. Every time he's close to telling me who he likes, this always happens, we always get interrupted, you would have thought I'm never meant to know who he likes or something. I took my phone out of my pocket "Sorry," I said, and he nodded looking slightly relieved that he didn't have to tell me now.

I clicked the answer button "Hello."

"Brad..?"

I furrowed my brow, feeling worried when I heard the voice because it was crying "Ross?" I questioned "w-why—what's wrong?" I asked, making James look at me. He went to go reply from the other end of the phone, but we were both cut off and deafened by what sounded like a siren to an ambulance, fire engine or a police car in the background, and immediately I panicked and started to see why he was crying "Ross, what's going on? Why can I hear sirens? Where are you?" I asked.

He sniffled on the other end of the phone, trying to get himself together so that he didn't cry anymore "I... I'm... I'm outside the hospital."

"Why? Is everything okay? Are you hurt? Who's hurt?" I asked. I was beginning to think that I was worrying and panicking a little bit too much, because I started speaking really fast and I could have sworn James laughed at me a little. So I slapped him across his head.

"N-nobody's hurt," Ross said, still sounding like he was crying "well... I don't know... maybe they are."

"What do you mean? Who? Ross, speak to me. My hearts gonna explode out of my chest, you're making me worry!" I said, raising my voice a little.

"It's Laura."

Ross's P.O.V.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..." Sally said, stopping the entire story. Again. She looked at me confused "Hang on a second, so you're telling me that you don't see your boyfriend for 6 months... and then when you do see him, he's shot dead."

Glad she's focusing on the main thing here.

I shook my head "No. Have you forgotten what was going on between us when he first walked through that door today?" I asked "he came back well before that! And then he left again after the er... thing happened."

Sally looked at me curiously "What 'thing'?" she asked.

I looked at her nervously "Umm... you might know. Might have something to do with what we were talking about before he came in..."

Sally was still confused, but then it clicked to her "Ohhh! Oh. Oh... Awww," Sally said, suddenly looking sad and depressed "I don't wanna hear about that bit."

"Well, you're gonna have to, to understand what the heck's going on."

Sally frowned "I hate you."

I laughed at her a little. Only at her reaction, not at what actually happened. I went to go say something to her, but was cut off by my phone bleeping. I took it out of my pocket and saw multiple messages from Ellington, Riker and Rydel:

Ross, where are you? It's important. You need to come back.

Call me please. I'm worried about you.

Ross, you HAVE to come back to the hospital now we're all worried sick.

I sighed and shut off my phone. I looked back up at Sally "They want me to go back to the hospital," I said, Sally nodded "I'm not going back though, not yet anyway."

Sally smiled a little "You're almost at the end anyway, aren't you?" Sally asked "won't be long I suppose."

I shrugged "No, that just depends on how many times you want to interrupt me."

Riker's P.O.V.

95 Days

It had been a couple of days since Laura had been in hospital from passing out. She got out the next day, but I never got the chance to see her and make sure she was okay because I was knee deep in sorting out stuff for R5. I haven't spoken to her yet, so I don't even know what's wrong with her. Ross stayed with her until she was released which makes him the only one who knows, and Rydel too because she went up there for a little while. God knows where Rocky and Ellington were, hence why I was the only one doing things for the band.

It's really weird because I thought that the 5 in R5 meant there were 5 members, not one. I mean I get that Rydel has her responsibility with Tyler and Matthew, but c'mon it wouldn't hurt for her to help me out, and don't even get me started on Rocky and Ellington, I know fine well what they're probably doing with each other.

Not that I have a problem with it. Well, I do have a problem with it because Ellington's still with Kelly. But apparently Rocky and Ell aren't dating, it's more of a 'friends-with-benefits-when-Kelly-does-something-neither-of-them-like-as-payback-because-she-won't-let Ellington-talk-or-be-anywhere-near-Rocky'. At least that's what I got from the weird explanation they gave me when I first caught them.

I've decided to keep it a secret because I want no part in it. As far as they're both concerned, I have completely forgotten about it.

But that wasn't my biggest problem right now. It was probably right at the bottom of my list of problems. The important thing now was to go meet up with Laura because she wanted me too. Apparently she had something to tell me and because she doesn't want me to make a big scene about it, she said it would be best to talk outside. I don't know what it could be about though. But she decided to meet somewhere quietly where people hardly go to, just in case I do end up making a scene.

It wasn't anywhere good, just the diner as usual. I parked up outside and saw her sat outside so clearly we weren't going inside to talk. I got out of the car and walked over to the bench she sat on and sat next to her "Hey," I said smiling at her, and she threw me a weak one back "so, what's this thing you have to tell me that you think I'm going to make a scene about?" I asked. Now I know Laura Marano, and knowing her it's probably nothing.

She sighed, or took a deep breath I couldn't tell. "As you know, I was in the hospital," she said, and I nodded "and... they found out why I have been the way... I have," she slowed her speech, not because she couldn't speak but because she was nervous of telling me "with the headaches and the er... stuttering again," she paused "sound familiar to you?" she asked.

I shook my head "No not really. Only the time when, or before, you first found out you had a brain tu—" I stopped myself right there and my face dropped. "You're kidding me... I—I thought... I thought they got rid of it..." I said, now becoming confused.

Laura nodded "A-and they did," she said, suddenly starting to become teary eyed. Oh god, if she starts crying I'm gonna start crying and I don't think people who are outside the diner – which is about two people – want to see that. "But... they did say there was a chance it could come back, because it's a Grade 2... not a one."

I sighed and shut my eyes, now seeing why Ross and Rydel were so upset the other day. I re-opened them and threw her a reassuring smile "But, it's going to be okay," I said, seeing the bright side of things "you can get treatment again and it'll be gone."

Laura smiled at me with tears in her eyes that were really desperate to fall, which told me something I did not want to know and she didn't even have to say it. She shook her head "It's er... if I get treatment, it's not going to go away fully," she said, now making me want to cry "it'll still be there and erm... I'll have to be in and out of hospital all the time, operations, everything like that to make sure I live and... yeah."

I nodded, calming down a little bit "Okay. That's not so bad," I said, smiling again "at least you'll be getting better, or on your way to getting better."

She shook her head, still trying to smile but it wasn't working because now she'd let tears fall down her face and now I began to fill up with tears. "That's... I don't..." She said, trying to find words without breaking down completely into tears "do I look like the type of person who wants to spend the rest of my life in a hospital? Having people do stuff for me because I'm incapable to do it?" she asked me, only making me want to cry more "I'd rather know my days were limited than have people do that for me so I could at least do things I want without having a carer twenty four seven."

Again, understanding more why Ross and Rydel were the way they were the other day. "S-so... you're not... you're not going to get treatment," I said, she nodded. I sighed, shutting my eyes and re-opening them "but... tha—that means that... you're going to die... and... it could be tomorrow, it could be next week, next month or even next year. Right? Or does that depend how long the tumours been there for?" I asked. Then something occurred to me "Laura, how longs the tumour been there for? When did it come back?"

"Oh, er... it's um... it's been there for about five months," she said, with a nod and trying to stay positive but the tears were saying other wise "the symptoms only just started kicking in 3 months ago. Well, the obvious ones anyway. That didn't happen last time."

I wanted to ask her a question, but it was the question I didn't want to know the answer too if I'm honest. But I'm going to have to know it to prepare myself as well as everyone else. "H-how long have you got?" I asked, my voice suddenly going quieter and breaking sadly.

Laura shrugged "I don't know. A couple of months? Two? One? I don't know. The doctor's said I'd get headaches, sickness and drowsiness when I'm starting to... yeah. But they gave me steroids for that, and they said that they won't work any more eventually. And that'll be when it's near the end, obviously."

I nodded "Have... have you... have you had any headaches or sickness?" I asked.

She nodded "Do you not remember Ross's birthday, Riker?" she asked, I shut my eyes and wiped them. "I felt sick the other day. But not that much... like I said, I got given steroids. They kinda help."

"Lets say when you do... go... what'll happen? Will you just fall asleep and that'll be it? Or will you be in pain?" I asked "because I don't think I can watch you die a painful death..."

Laura shook her head "No... they said as time goes on I'll find myself sleeping more and more and in time it'll get more difficult to wake me up," she told me "and then... I'll become unconscious for either weeks or days before I do die. So it won't be anything painful, I won't even feel it. I won't suffer." she said, putting a smile on her face. It was small, but it was still a smile.

I put my head into my hands "Why does everything always have to fuck up?" I asked myself, holding back tears "everything was going fine. Then... this happens," I brought my head out of my hands and glanced at the diner next to me "It's this fucking diner. It's like some sort of bad luck charm."

Laura wiped her eyes, letting out a soft laugh "No it's not. You're just saying that. If we were anywhere else and I'd have told you this – like the park – you'd have said the same thing."

I shrugged "Maybe," I shook my head and stood up "c'mon. We're going to do something. Your days are numbered and you're not wasting them, okay?" I said. Laura smiled up at me and I didn't give her any other choice but to come with me because I grabbed her hand and began to drag her towards my car.

"Where are we going?!" Laura asked, not being sure if she sounded happy or scared.

"To my car, obviously," I said "jeez, Laura, that tumour's not only killing you, but it's making you stupid."

She rolled her eyes "Yeah, but all I wanna know is where and what we are doing."

I let her walk round to the passenger side door by herself "I don't know," I said, because I honestly had no idea what we were gonna do but we would find something "we'll go get Ross and Rydel, they can help us think of something. Heck, maybe we can even go out of town. All I know is that we are not staying here at this diner, okay? This is the last time we are coming here, because I have officially decided – after the conversation we just had – bad things happen at this place." I unlocked the car.

Laura laughed at me, thinking I was being stupid "Alright, Riker, alright."she said, continuing to laugh at me as she got into the car.

I smiled at her laughing, at least she could be happy even though she knows her days are numbered. I turned around and looked at the diner again, staring at it for a while. I wasn't going to come here again, I'd only be reminded of this conversation and that is not something I wanted to remember. I turned around and got into the car, turning on the engine and beginning to drive away from the diner for the final time.

Or so I thought.

And I don't mean that in a good way, because I didn't know what was yet to come.


Yay. Okay, so I lied... there is ONE more happy chapter and that's about it. But, it might make you cry still bc happiness. It might be the next chapter or the one after. I don't know. Oh well.

Anyway, thanks for reading! :)

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