The Music Freaks oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Broken, not a bully(Part two of Running To Your Defence) (Drake) (Angst)

TW: Slight mentions of vomiting

Requested by: Moondragonice

Theme: Angst

Ships:

Drew x Jake

TW⚠️: Mentions of vomit

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No one's POV

It was late at night, the same night of the day Jake had been kicked from the music club. Him and Drew had gotten a pizza and hung at out his house for a bit. Drew had left to go home not that long ago. Once he had left, Jake told his mom he wanted to spend some time alone. So he went to his room, put his headphones on, and was blasting music in his ears as he layed in bed

His mind was flooding with all sorts of thoughts and his body was feeling a bunch of feelings at once. Thinking of Drew defending him, and kissing and hugging him (A/N: nothing insane like that, just him giving him little kisses on his cheek-) in the music room made his stomach fill with butterflies, and he couldn't stop smiling when he thought of him. But at the same time, he couldn't stop thinking about all the things the club said to him. His face had finally stopped hurting from the slap Milly gave him. Mainly, Everything Hailey and Zander had said was swarming his brain like crazy. His stomach began hurting badly. Quickly he sat up and tossed his headphones aside. He took a few sharp breaths, then grabbed his phone and texted Drew

🎤🎶: Drew, I don't feel good

💵💕: What's wrong? Ya still thinking about what happened today?

🎤🎶: No, it's not like that. I think I'm gonna throw up

💵💕: Oh shit...maybe go tell your mom

Before Jake could answer, he gagged a bit. Quickly he put his phone down and got up to go downstairs, holding his stomach with one hand and his other hand over his mouth. When he got down, he saw his mom in the kitchen cooking

"M-Mom...?"

"Hey, honey! I'm making turkey meatballs and I'm gonna freeze em so we can have em tomorrow, kay?"

Jake's mom looked over. Her smile turned into a look of concern. "Honey..? Are you okay..?" she asked

"I-I d-don't feel good..." Jake managed to get out before gagging a bit again

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Jake had thrown up almost four times in the bathroom, his mom sitting next to him the whole time. When he was finally done, he immediately started crying

"Sweetheart, please tell me what's wrong..." Jake's mom said. "I-It's nothing, mom..." Jake said as he took a few deep breaths. "I-I'm just t-tired, th-that's all...."

"Why are you crying then...?" his mom questioned "and what made you so sick...?"

"I-It was p-probably the pizza me and Drew had..." Jake said. He had some doubts on that though. "A-And...I-I'm just crying cause I'm upset from being sick..." he lied. He didn't wanna tell his mom he'd been kicked from the club

"Baby, don't be upset about the sick part..." Jake's mom said as she stood up "maybe now's a good time for you to go to bed...?"

Jake nodded as he stood up, then hugged his mom. "Love you, mom..." he said. "I love you too, Jake...and remember, you can always always tell me if, and when something is bothering you..."

Jake nodded smiling. He washed up, then headed to his room. He closed his door, shut the lights off, then went and layed in bed, staring up at the ceiling until he fell asleep