Fresh Start Fever

"You ready for this?" Jordan asked for the millionth time tonight.

"Yes, I'm never going to be more ready" I shrugged. Jordan patted my shoulder and left me standing in the hallway of the bunk area.

A few days have passed since we wrote the letter for Oli but I kept backing out of giving him it. Last night was the final straw though. He passed out in the bathroom after throwing up for 2 hours and begged me sing him to sleep. I was shocked that he wanted me in his presence but after I tried to help him he got really angry and told me he hated me. It had to stop, watching him cry himself to sleep because he was so high that he didn't know where he was.

I stood infront of his bunk and placed the letter inside it. This was it. No turning back. I grabbed my things together and Jordan called me a taxi to the airport. The plan was, I was gonna go to the airport and text Jordan as soon as I got there. If he hadn't read it by the time I arrived Jordan was going prompt it along. If Oli didn't show up within an hour I was to just get the next flight to England, which we checked up and turns out was empty. We timed it all well.

I packed my last item and threw my bag over my shoulder and slipped off the bus. Maybe it's for the best, giving my new circumstances. Jordan was the only one who knew and it was gonna stay that way for now. I walked over to Jordan and he smiled softly. "Taxi will be here in a couple minutes. The guys are gonna be back in the next 20 minutes so I'll let you know if he's read it" He told me.

"Thanks, you've been amazing to me Jordan" I bit my lip. He pulled me into a hug that felt like it was going to go on forever, not that I'd of minded but I needed to get going.

A car pulled up and I pulled away. It was the taxi. "Well, here we go Casey, show time" He smiled.

"See you later or see you in a few weeks. It's in his hands now" I nodded. He helped me get my suitcase into the taxi and hugged me one last time. I got into the taxi and I was on my way.

The ride to the airport was half an hour, it felt like the longest half an hour of my life. When I arrived there, I felt my phone buzzing which indicated that I had a text. I waited until I got out of the car and got my bags. I finally pulled my phone out and seen it was a text from Jordan. 'Oli was really drunk when they got back but he read the letter and is freaking out Casey. He's... crying. Phone me'. I raised my eyebrows at this and sighed.

I hit the call button and it began ringing. "Casey, this is going really wrong" I could hear the panic in his voice.

"What's going on?" I asked with confusion.

"He read the letter and began crying his eyes out, I tried to calm him down but shit's going down. Stephanie is crying because you left and she thinks you're angry at her. Matt thinks there's something wrong. Lee and Nicholls are really guilty. I didn't think everyone would react like this. Oli is a mess right now" Jordan explained.

"Shit, should I come back?" I questioned him.

"Do you think it'll change anything?" Good point Jordan.

"Probably not, do you think he'll come?" I asked.

"Who's that Jordan, is that Case? Give it 'ere" I heard Olis drunken voice boom through the phone. There was some fumbling then the line went dead.

I sighed and walked into the airport and decided to wait. The minutes began to pass and my mind began racing. If he really wanted me, he'd come. I decided there was one person I should talk to about this. My mum. I dialed her number and it rang until she answered. "Hello?" She asked cheerfully.

"Mum" I almost burst into tears.

"Casey, what's wrong love?" She asked me.

"I'm so fucking sad right now, I don't know what to do" I held back the tears threatening to fall.

"Oh Casey, what's happened? I thought you were having a great time? Even though you stupidly married Oli" She sighed.

"I love him mum but he's an idiot who can't see it and he's gonna end up killing himself" I swallowed down.

"He's a stupid boy Casey but you know he loves you. You need to talk to him" She told me.

"He's always drunk or high though, he's too far gone. I'm coming home" I mumbled.

"Don't give up Casey, if you don't help that boy I'll be so disappointed in you because he needs you right now. He's been there for you more times than you seem to remember. Fix this Casey, you're smart" She pointed out.

"What if I get hurt though. What if I end up heartbroken?" I asked. I watched my feet intently.

"You're a Kean, you can deal with it" I could hear the pride in her voice. She was right. I am a Kean, I can handle anything.

"Mum, I love you" I told her.

"I know you do, now go and sort this out. Let me know what happens okay" She said.

"Thanks mum, I'll speak to you later" I said and we hung up.

I looked at my phone and noticed I had 4 messages and some missed calls. They were all from Jordan who was freaking out. Maybe I should go back? It had been like half an hour since the phone call, fuck it. I stood up and grabbed my things and turned towards the exit. "Case" I heard a voice say softly.

I looked up and my heart began to beat rapidly. "What are you doing 'ere?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. I honestly didn't think he would come, that's why I was gonna go back.

He didn't say a word but walked over to me and stood only centimetres away from me. I looked up at him, waiting for the words to come out but they didn't. He leaned in and kissed me softly. The breath caught in my throat and my mind began racing. His lips were barely touching mine, just ever so slightly. "You're not going anywhere without me" He whispered against my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him roughly. It felt as though I hadn't kissed him in a million years, making me hungry for every each of his lips. I didn't want this moment to end but it had to and to my distaste, it ended now. I took a deep breath and looked at the floor. "You need to stop getting high Oliver, I can't watch you kill yourself anymore" I avoided looking into his eyes, fearing the sight they may hold.

"For you, I'll give up anything" I finally looked up and seen nothing but love. He better mean it because this is the last chance.

"If you ever hurt me again Oli I will fucking chop your balls off. I mean it" I smirked at him.

"I'm a married man now, gotta keep it in my pants" He winked at me. I rolled my eyes at his gesture, pretending that it annoyed me but nothing made me happier than being where I am now.

"I mean it though Oli, you need to clean your act up and be true to me. I'm not giving you anymore chances after this. It's gotta be honest and truthful, no bullshitting or lying" I warned.

"I promise, I won't lie to you ever again. As for the d r u g s I'll stop. It's not gonna be easy, I'll relaps and fuck up but I'll do everything I can in order to make this work. I promise you that" He looked at me with sincerity. I nodded and let him wrap his arms around me.

"Let's go back to our dysfunctional home to our mental family" I suggested.

"Couldn't have put it better myself love" He said as he took a hold of my case.

"How'd you know I'd come back with you?" I asked as we began to leave the airport.

"I didn't but there was no way I was chancing it" He stared at the ground infront of him.

"Okay well I have one more question Oli" I announced. He looked at me and nodded. "What's happening with this marriage stuff?" I asked.

His lips curved up into a smile. "I quite like the name Casey Sykes".

"Who said I took your name" I raised an eyebrow.

"Come off it, you want the world to know your sexy husband is Oli Sykes" He stuck his tongue out at me.

"Actually you were the one tweeting about our wedding, not me" I laughed. We got into a taxi and went back to the bus.

We walked on, hand in hand. Jordan was the first to notice and his smile was almost taking up his full face. Stephanie ran to me and hugged me. "I'm sorry baby don't leave again ever" She was almost in tears.

"Whoa, it's okay Steph. Let's move on okay" I whispered. "That goes for all of us. The past is behind us, we're a family so let's just move on and enjoy the last 3 weeks of tour" I told them. Everyone came over to us and hugged me. Things were looking up.

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