Jack was lounging in the back of the tour bus waiting for the rest of the guys to comeback from the after party. He felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He took it out and it was a text from Zack. 'hey, why did you leave so early ? i saw you trudge out the club looking unhappy :(' He didn't know whether to respond or not, seeing as Zack was his best friend, but Jack hadn't told Zack about how he really felt. He just continued to lounge in his tour bunk, looking at the text, over thinking the situation. 'I mean the guys are my best friends and it was Zack that actually decided to text me, he actually cared. Does he feel the same? What if he doesn't and I tell him? Oh no...' he thought to himself, a tear fighting it's way out of his eye, before he wiped it away. He finally texted him back, lying about it in the process. 'didn't feel too great :(' "Why did I lie.. why.. god I'm so stupid..." he said out loud, smacking his palm against his forehead stupidly. More tears started running down his cheeks. He pulled his hoody sleeves over his hands and pressed his hands over his face, blubbering into his hoody sleeves. "I LOVE HIM BUT WHY CAN'T I TELL HIM!" he yelled, his hoody sleeves muffling the words. His crying got louder as he turned his body over so his face was now on his pillow. He sniffled into it and whispered, "I know I love him but I feel so embarrassed to tell him..". Meanwhile, Zack was pushing his way through the drunken nightclub crowds, getting soaked with alcohol, slobbered with kisses and the occasional "I LOVE YOU RIAN" from drunken 'fans'. Alex was at the front door waiting for him. "Right, you know what you're going to say?" He said, a slight slur in his voice from the drinks he's had. Zack managed a slight nod of his head, before Alex pulled him into a tight hug. He pulled away and placed his right hand on Zack's right shoulder. "Right... well, she," he slurred, pointing to a girl leaning against a wall, smiling at them both, "is waiting for me... so go on, I'm proud of you for telling me... and Rian ok? So just tell... Jack what you need to say. I'm trusting you to do the right thing here." he continued slurring his words out before Zack laughed slightly and let Alex go over to his girl. Not even two seconds had passed before they were all over each other. Jack, however, was still sobbing into his pillow over one man who loved him although Jack had no idea. Jack heard the tourbus door slam open and he lifted his weary head up to see an out of breath Zack standing there, attempting to get his breath back. "Zack.." Jack said, gulping, "what are you.. um.. doing here?" Jack continued, wiping his tears away before Zack looked over. Jack got out of his tour bus and walked over to him. "Have you been crying?" Zack said, after he got his breath back. "Erm.. no.." Jack lied, hoping he would get away with it. "Stop lying Jack, I know you have." Zack said, shaking Jack gently on his shoulders. "Look, I have to tell you something." They both said at the same time. Zack stayed quiet before Jack piped up and said, "You go first..". Zack turned Jack around and walked him over to his bunk. Jack sat down and Zack sat on his bunk. Zack cleared his throat and said, "Ok, Jack, so erm... Alex and Rian already know this, so don't feel like you're the only one that knows, but ever since I was 19 I knew I was gay. Although, I never slept or dated any guys, I did have crushes. 'Specially on this one guy. I've known him a long time, although I'm super convinced he's straight, which is disappointing. But I really, really think I love him but I don't know how to tell him.". Zack faced his head down. "So, I want to say something.." Zack, said, looking into Jack's eyes. "I love you Jack. I have done for ages. When I saw you, I felt happy. When you picked up girls in clubs and when you got a girlfriend, I felt disappointed. When you broke up, I felt a glimmer of hope that you broke up with her because you maybe liked me. Then, you picked up more girls. And more. I thought you liked me, the only reason why I wasn't as perky as I used to be with you, was because you were so energetic with girls." Jack's cheeks were now back to normal, the deep shade of red that it had been earlier from crying about the guy he loved, that had just nearly confessed his love for him, disappeared.