im so sorry about the lateness, i had family problems over christmas and had to get them sorted before i wrote anything.
as promised, making it better...
"Boo I'm going out I will be back soon, will you be alright?" Ashley said as she walked into the spare room Chris was staying in
"Yeah, thank you Ash, for everything" Chris replied from where he was situated on the bed, he was rolled up with his knees to his chest. Over the noise of the radio Ashley could hear the faint noise of sobs coming from the broken boy
"Are you sure? I don't have to go if you want me to stay" she said, she didn't really want to leave him alone, but this needed sorting and the boys are too stubborn to do it themselves
"Yeah, I will be alright" he said giving her a non-convincing fake smile
"Okay, well I love you and I shouldn't be long, text me if you need me"
"I love you too, and I will" Chris said as he watched Ashley leave the room. He was left alone. Again.
Ashley rushed out of her house and got in her car. She sped to Darren's house then pounded her fist on the door. When Darren finally opened the door he saw Ashley, she looked mad! Really mad! So he let her in, closed the door and followed her into the living room.
"What the fuck is going on Darren! Chris is curled in a ball on a bed in my spare room sobbing his fucking eyes out! What the hell happened? You just came back from holiday for fucks sake!" Ashley shouted from where she was standing in the middle of the room
"You think we went on holiday? Is that what he told you?" Darren asked back
"No he didn't tell me fucking anything! No one did! No one does! So I guessed that's where you went!"
"Well we fucking didn't Ashley! My brother was in a coma and we went home to see him is that ok? Am I allowed to support my family? Or is that too much to ask?" Darren spat at Ashley. Her face imeadiatly changed from crazed, protective best friend to caring best friend.
"Oh shit. I'm sorry Dare, is that why Chris is upset?" she said as she looked sincerely sorry
"No, he left because we got in an argument" Darren said bluntly
"What was it ab- OH MY GOD what happened to your arm!" Ashley shouted as she looked at the deep slash across Darren's arm
"I threw a vase and the glass came back and cut me. I'm fine. Don't worry about it. And the argument. Well, where do I start? Well, he kept asking me if I was ok, and I said yes and he didn't believe me. So I just snapped and told him to leave. And he wouldn't, so I said we should go on a break. He ran out crying and I threw a vase." Darren fell to the floor as the full force of what had happened hit him. "I'm so fucking stupid Ashley, he was trying to fucking help and all I could do was basically tell him he was a shit boyfriend and get him to leave!"
Ashley didn't know what to say, she was watching a broken man on his knees crying, she just kneeled right by him and bought him into her arms
"We will fix this don't worry, leave it to me. Go to bed, sleep and I will see you on set tomorrow, this WILL get sorted" she said as she moved his dark curls from out of his eyes.
No other words were spoken, she took him to his room, got him changed, tucked him into bed, kissed him on his forehead and left the house to go back to Chris. On the way home she made a plan, she would need to speak to the rest of the cast.
Neither of the boys had slept the night before so the next day on set was torture. When Ashley arrived with Chris everyone thought it was strange, especially as Ashley was making silent signals and hand gestures behind Chris' back towards the rest of the cast. It was even stranger when Darren arrived. He got out his car and made a bee-line towards his trailer, not talking to anyone until it was time they were due to go on set.
When Chris went into his own trailer Ashley thought it was the perfect time to tell everyone about the plan. Everyone seemed to agree that it was the best course of action and all agreed to help make it happen, even Ryan Murphy- who seemed reluctant at first but couldn't stand seeing Chris and Darren apart and upset.
Suddenly phones were ringing alerting cast members they were needed on set; everyone (including the moping boys) grabbed their stuff and made their way to the cameras to be given their instructions.
"right, the whole cast needs to go to the basement of paramount and we will meet you there, so if you don't know where to go, just get yourself in an elevator and get to the basement, then turn right and keep walking down the corridor and its the third door on your left" Ryan announced to everyone
Chris and Darren were both confused about Ryan's orders, but they weren't in any state to question him about it. Anyway, you didn't argue with Mr. Murphy, they both found that out on their first days.
The whole cast made their ways to the elevators together and waited outside until they heard a ding
"OH AND CHRIS AND DARREN I NEED YOU DOWN THEIR QUICKLY!" they all heard Ryan shout as the doors of the elevator opened
"I guess you two should take this, he seems urgent, we will take the next one" Lea said as she pushed the boys into the elevator. Both of the boys noticed she looked guilty.
"But more than two of us can fit in here, come on Ash, come with" Chris said, glaring at his best friend
"No, Ryan seems urgent and its probably private and important, you two should go, it will be fine we will be down in a minute" she replied
She could see both Chris and Darren glaring at her, showing her that they didn't want to be alone with each other, but when nobody else moved, they quickly got the answer and Chris reluctantly pressed the button to the basement and watched the doors close.
Neither boy looked at each other until the elevator came to a halting stop and threw both of the boys into each other. They clung to the others bodies like they were lifelines until they realised that they were still supposed to be arguing and let go of each other like they had just been burnt.
"WHAT THE FUCK! ASH! MARK! LEA! THE ELEVATOR HAS STOPPED GET MAINTANANCE!" Chris shouted, hopefully loud enough for them to hear.
Paramount may have millions of dollars to spend on everything. But it seemed they spent it on everything but the elevators. They were skanky, they were old and dark and rattled like they could break at any second and both boys swore they could have been a set to a horror movie.
Suddenly a loud squeak was heard and the boys could hear Marks loud voice filling the elevator
"There is no need to shout Chris; we can hear you perfectly fine. And yes, the elevator has stopped we stopped it"
"WHAT THE FU-"
"Darren shut up. You two need to sort this out and everyone knows you are both too stubborn to do so, so I told everyone what had happened and we made a plan, you both are going to stay in there until this is sorted out, there are microphones and cameras in there so we can see you and we have a mic so we can talk back. Before you say we can't keep you in there for long because you need food and water, and you need to use the toilet well think again boys. If you would open the locker on your left, you will find 10 bottles of water and enough food to fill you for three days, and if you could open the door next to the locker- the key is with the food- you will find a toilet, as this is the maintenance lift. I'm sorry guys but honestly, we could keep you in here for up to three days and neither of you could do anything about it." Ashley voice said as it came plummeting through the speakers.
"What about work? Ryan won't let us have that long off work, and he will get angry if we aren't down there soon" Chris replied quickly, urgent to get out of there
"I will let you have that long off work if it means sorting your shit out" Ryan said into the microphone "and as for me getting angry, you don't really need to be down in the basement, it was a deploy, to get you both into the elevator"
"IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE" Chris shouted at the ceiling.
He got no reply so suspected they were going to leave them to it.
A hour passed and neither boy spoke or looked at each other, short glances were shared, but quickly broken. Darren had pulled his phone out and has started to play a game. Upstairs, the whole cast including Ryan (Murphy), Ian (Brennan), Brad and Brad (Falchuck and Ellis), were watching on the live stream that was set up to Cory's laptop.
Darren looked over to Chris who was also sat in the opposite corner with his legs sprawled out in front of him.
"Are we actually going to sort this out or are we going to wait until all the food and water is gone so they have to let us out?" he asked his ... boyfriend? Were they still able to call each other that?
"I don't know Darren, why don't you fucking tell me?" Chris snapped back.
"Well I want to sort this out, but if you're going to be so fucking arrogant about it maybe we shouldn't"
"Sort what out exactly Darren? Because I seem to remember you saying we should go on a break, which technically means we aren't together, which also means we have nothing to sort out!"
"Of course we have stuff to sort out Chris, and will you stop talking to me like that, you're really patronising"
"What you mean like you were yesterday?"
"Fine I admit I was wrong and stupid, but that's not going to help, if we are going to sort this out we need to actually talk and not just bite each other's heads off"
"Well I'm sorry if I'm angry, but I think I have a pretty valid reason, but why don't you tell me? So first I get worried so I ask my boyfriend what's wrong and he says nothing, so I leave it. A bit later I ask again and he fucking snaps and tells me to leave. I say I'm sorry and he tells me we should go on a break. So honestly Darren, correct me if I'm wrong here, but I do believe that suggests you don't want me around for a while. Or have I just misinterpreted?"
"Of course I fucking want you around Chris, I snapped I'm sorry, but you can't blame me. My brother has just come out of a fucking coma! I haven't slept for four days because I have been worried sick and I couldn't sleep last night because I was crying so fucking much and thinking about how much of a dick I was to you! So I'm sorry if I'm moody or grouchy or I snap at you, but I seem to have a fucking good reason!"
"You may have a good reason Darren! But that doesn't excuse the way you acted. You were a proper asshole to me"
"And you were an asshole to me, if I remember correctly I think you said something like 'you're just being childish now! I'll talk to you when you decide to grow up' now was that supposed to be an insult or did I misinterpret it?"
"Of course it was meant to be a fucking insult Darren, you hurt me, what was I supposed to do? Just stand there and agree with you when I honestly didn't. I don't want to go on a break Darren. I love you; you're just too fucking blind to see it"
"I love you too Chris I'm just so fucking angry, and no I'm not too blind to see it, do you know what I was thinking yesterday on the plane, I was thinking how much I loved you and how loved I felt. It was amazing how you trusted me enough to let all you barriers down around me Chris. I love you a million times over and I'm trying to make this right, honestly I am, but we need to talk, we have always talked, and that's what makes us so strong, but if we don't talk now, it might be the one thing that can break us" By the time Darren finished the last sentence tears were streaming down both Darren and Chris' faces
"Dare..." Chris said in a choked out whisper "Talk, I don't want to break us"
"When you came back from London and I saw you, I was amazed, I was consumed by my love for you and I have been ever since, nothing will ever change that, not what happened last night, not what may happen in the future. Nothing. But the past week has been hell. I haven't slept, and yes I know I don't usually sleep much, but I didn't sleep at all, I have been worried and thinking about what may have happened if Chuck didn't wake up. This wasn't good. Honestly if you think about it, since we got to San Fran this has been building up, the lack of sleep and the emotions running through me, it was just a matter of time until I cracked. And that's what happened last night. I didn't mean for it to happen. I really didn't. And I wish I could have prevented it. But it was impossible. It was inevitable that it was going to happen; I just didn't want it too. I didn't mean a word I said last night, it all just spilled out of my mouth without me really thinking" he slid across the floor closer to Chris and took Chris' hands in his "I didn't want you to leave, I swear I didn't, I was such a dick last night. And I think I realised it, ten minutes after you left and I looked into the bathroom mirror from the bloodstained wash basin. The basin that was running with scarlet water, mixing with my tears. I only thought about one thing then. I didn't think about pain, or the horror of how a red sink would clash with the blue walls" he let out a tiny chuckle as a shy small smile made its way onto his face "I was thinking about you, and how I needed you there with me, to hold me and tell me everything was alright"
"What, why was there blood, what ha-" Chris abruptly stopped as he saw the large deep gash spread on his right forearm "oh my god Darren, are you alright? What the fuck happened?" he asked as he ran his fingers over the slowly healing wound
"I threw a glass and a piece repelled from the wall and came back, I'm fine, and I don't care about that. The only thing I truly want to heal right now is us, can that happen?"
"Of course that can fucking happen, I was a dick and I shouldn't of called you childish of told you to grow up, I really didn't know what to say and that was the first thing that came to my head, I really didn't mean it I promise, please forgive me"
"You don't need to apologise. By the way I acted, I deserved it. You are so totally forgiven, can you please forgive me?"
Chris didn't answer; he slowly inched towards Darren and locked their lips together.
Sparks flew.
It was like their first kiss again. Magical. Special. There were fireworks. They rediscovered all the dips and pits hidden in each other's mouths with their tongues, they learnt the pattern of the others teeth as they trailed them. Chris wound his hands round Darren's neck and Darren placed his hands on Chris' waist.
Upstairs the rest of the cast were watching what was happening in the stalled elevator with huge smiles on their faces and some had tears in their eyes
"Do you think we should remind them we can see them?" Mark asked as he watched the two boys on the screen
"No, let's let them have their time, I tell you what..." Ryan trailed off as he grabbed his phone and started harshly typing into it. "Right give me the mic, and everyone stay quiet" he put the phone to the microphone and started playing the music, they watched the screen and just saw the boys pull away and chuckle before kissing again. They really did have the best friends.
When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.
I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I would never do you wrong.
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong.
I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue,
I'd go crawling down the avenue.
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love.
The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret.
Though winds of change are blowing wild and free,
You ain't seen nothing like me yet.
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love
the song in this fic is 'Make You Feel My Love' by Adele or Bob Dylan :)
the next chapter shouldnt be that long, one week? maybe, maybe a tad longer. sorry
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this chapter is written by Chloe, the next one will be written by Em.
love you
Chloe. xoxo