-Jack's POV-

Today was the day, the day I go into rehab and get this sorted out once and for all; I can get healthy but more importantly, I can get Alex back, hopefully. I mean, if it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't even be trying to do this right now. All I know is that I need him, and if this is what makes that happen, then so be it.

I had decided to no hide this from the public eye either, so once I told Austin that I wouldn't be around for a few weeks, I made a little video on my Keek account and watched as the comments came rolling in. Most of them, I'm happy to say, were very supportive and wished me luck which was really sweet - I honestly have some of the fucking best fans out there. But of course, with the positive always comes the negative - I got a few remarks saying how pathetic I was for getting into this mess in the first place, and some even said that they were downright disappointed in me, which quite frankly made me feel like shit.

The small institute I was going to was in the middle of Ohio somewhere, so luckily not too far away. It was a 3 week program seeing as my doctor didn't see me at a very high risk right now, unlike other people who couldn't go a few hours without injecting themselves and other horrible stuff like that, which made me at least a little bit happy because I wasn't that bad, and now thanks to this rehab idea, I wouldn't ever get that bad.

I had paid a cab driver and we were now pulling up outside the white building where I would be spending the next few weeks. It was really peaceful and tranquil, I'm not sure what I was expecting, but this place looked more like an old people's home than a drug and alcohol residential. I stepped out of the car and grabbed my medium sized suitcase from the trunk and slowly made my way up the concrete steps, passing the sign that read ''Ohio State Rehab'' and I pushed open the double doors to reveal a very bright white room, motivational posters on the wall, leaflet stands scattered across the room and a big pale blue desk against the far wall. I extended the handle on my case and wheeled it to the receptionist who greeted me with a huge, pearly white smile.

''Why hello there! Welcome to Ohio State Rehab, how may I help you?''

I rested my elbows on the counter as I returned the friendly grin. ''My name's Jack Barakat, I'm meant to be starting my stay here today?'' It was meant to be a statement but with her staring directly at me, it made me nervous and it came out as a question.

She started typing away on her keyboard and was frantically clicking for a few seconds before she looked back up at me. ''Ah yes, Mr Barakat, you've paid up front already, yes?'' She questioned.

''That's correct.'' I replied - for some reason, my brain always goes into formal mode when I'm in posh places like this, and it's actually really weird.

''You're room 31. Third floor, first door on the right,'' she chirped as she handed me the room key that was hung on the wall behind her in a glass cabinet. ''Someone will be along shortly to assess you, and please enjoy your stay.''


-Alex's POV-

2 Weeks Later

''Okay, five minutes Alex!" My new manager Flyzik called out.

I was in Florida somewhere about to start my first interview with BryanStars. Sitting down on the small leather couch, I pulled my beanie down lower onto my head and started twiddling my thumbs, thinking of how Jack would be doing. He started his rehab two weeks ago, and due to the no contact rule, I hadn't spoken to him so I had no way of knowing how he was doing and how he was responding - hopefully his time there was flying and he was having no problems, I'm sure that when he gets out next week he'll tell me all about it. I'm actually really excited to see him again, at least before I could still know what he was doing via Twitter and stuff, but now, nothing - and it made me really miss him as it was like he's fallen off of the face of the Earth.

My video for Daydream Away had been recorded and put out now too, it was a simple black and white video with no real plot or storyline, but that was cool, it doesn't really matter, as long as people liked the actual song, that was all that counts in my mind.

I felt the couch's weight shift slightly as I noticed Bryan taking a seat next to me and holding out his hand to shake, which I of course did. After a brief introduction and chat, he proceded to ask pointless questions about which house I would be in if I were in Harry Potter, which I answered Ravenclaw, he asked about the worst job I had ever had and about my first ever gig, with which I responded that it was actually on the JAGK tour, which then inevitebly brought up Jack.

''Speaking of Jack, you two are pretty close, what do you think about him being in rehab? Was it a big surprise to you?'' He asked, pointing the microphone close to my face.

''Well I mean, I've only known him a little under a year, but yeah it did surprise me, big time....I guess he just hid his problems pretty well, yanno?''

''Sure, sure.'' He replied, nodding at me to carry on.

''He's actually getting out in a week....oh God that makes him sound like he's in jail,'' I laughed before continuing. ''But yeah, I mean, it'll do him good, and before you know it, he'll be back on stage telling dick jokes.''

Bryan let out a quick chuckle before looking at his prompt sheet before bringing his gaze back up to me. ''I've been hearing your new single on the radio, 'Somewhere in Neverland'...what's the inspiration for that?''

My leg started bouncing as I processed the question, I had thought about coming out on this interview, but ultimatly decided against it in the end. I bit my lower lip in thought as I took in a surge of air. ''Just a special someone, but I feel like a lot of people can relate to the lyrics, yanno?''

I noticed a puzzled look spread across his face but he carried on with the interview for a while, making me draw pictures and asking what my porn star name would be...just pointless, stupid things like that, but I was just glad that he dropped the 'special someone' comment.

After everything was done with here, it was time for the incredibly long drive back to Rian's place for the last few days before I could try and sort things out with Jack, and hopefully, I won't hear Rian and Cass at it again, because it's pretty hard to stomach, I can't be dealing with that. Just no.

Notes

Bc everyone loves BryanStars.

Also, I haven't done a split POV in forever, so yay....? or nay? pft

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