Geoff's' POV:

"I don't know!! Oh god, Michael please I'm gonna... It's- I can't- FUCK!"

"Gav? Are you okay? Gavin??!" He didn't answer. Oh shit, Michael. I pulled over on the hard shoulder and told the others to stay where they were. I got out and walked slowly to the back of the car, preparing myself for what I might see. I counted down from five and took a deep breath before I opened the boot. What met my eyes was possibly the most horrifying thing I'd ever seen. There was Michael, naked, pupils almost completely covering his irises, his hair messed up and he was currently humping the floor of my car instead of Gavin, because next to him, was the Brit himself, completely unconscious, also naked, with a tear streaked face, and absolutely covered in bruises and bite marks. His lips were swollen and bleeding. Both of them were covered in semen and sweat, and there was blood from Gavin's lips. Michael noticed me and lunged for me, knocking me into the bushes by the side of the road. He began to attack my neck, biting and sucking on the skin. With all my strength, I managed to push him off, and he hit his head on the trunk of a tree.

I watched as Michael's pupils shrank, and his brain begin to whirr as he tried to work out what had happened. I decided that it wouldn't be a good idea to let him see Gavin, so I went back to the car and got him some clothes, after telling him to stay there. I shut the boot on the way back, and when I got back to Michael he was curled up in a ball, sobbing his eyes out.

"Michael," I said to him gently, "I got you some clothes,"

He sniffed. "Thanks, Geoff," He took the clothes and began to put them on, trying not to let his tears fall.

"I- Fuck, I feel terrible. My head is all fuzzy and my eyes are blurry. Well more blurry than usual. Where are my glasses?"

"Well, that's to be expected. You sound terrible too. Your glasses probably got smashed, I'll check in a minute," I said calmly. Gavin said that the guy came three times, it's no surprise that he feels ill.

"W-Where's Gav?" He stuttered, and before I could say anything, his eyes went wide in realisation.

"Oh, no, I- Fuck, Geoff get away from me!" His face looked so desperate.

"No, Michael, I won't,"

"Please, no! I hurt him again, didn't I? God, I should just kill myself, then it wouldn't happen again,"

I went to slap him, but my body did something strange and different. Instead, I head-butted him in the stomach. Much to the surprise of both of us.

"Don't you dare say that again, you hear me? You are beautiful, Michael, and no one could ever replace you,"

He sniffed again and looked up at me like a little kid. "Really?"

"Yes, and don't let anyone tell you different,"

He smiled weakly. "Please, Geoff, what happened to Gavin?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Y- Yes," he sounded uncertain, but looked sure enough, so I told him to follow me. I walked round to the back of the car, and saw the others looking at Gavin over the back, the divider having been pulled back. They looked up at me when I arrived with Michael, and I opened the boot. Michael took in the sight for a moment, before collapsing onto his knees.

"Oh, Gavin, I'm so sorry," He whispered. "Is- Is he dead?"

"No, just passed out. Do you want me to tell you what happened to him, or..?"

"Okay, but not now. When we get to wherever we're going. D-do the others know about everything?"

"No, I haven't told them anything yet. Do you want me to?"

He nodded and stood up shakily. "I-I want to stay back here,"

"Okay,"

He crawled into the boot, and I shut the door behind him.

I then went to the driver's side and opened the door, hopping in.

"Geoff-" Jack began, but I interrupted.

"Please, just- I'll explain when we get there,"

"Okay,"

"This car is gonna smell like sex for the next three years," Ryan said.

"Shut up, Haywood, spray some fucking air freshener or some shit, I don't know," I chucked a can of air freshener at him and it hit him in the stomach.

"Great, throw, moron," He retorted.

"Guys, guys, don't start this now," Jack said, waving his arms.

"Don't wave your arms like that, Jack, you're scaring me," Ray said, and Jack gave him a funny look.

"Okay, okay, let's just go, for fucks sake,"

"Is Gavin gonna be okay?" Ray asked.

"I'm sure he'll be fine, I'll get him to bed once we get there," I stepped on the gas and pulled back out into the road. I saw something move in my mirror, and it turned out to be the divider being pulled slowly over the boot again.

Michael's POV:

As Geoff started driving again, I looked at Gavin. His flawless face covered in bite marks and bruises, his lips swollen and bleeding, his body sticky with sweat and- Okay... I popped open the divider again, making Ray jump, and asked if anyone had tissues.

"Here," Jack said, picking up the box that was on Geoff's dashboard and passing it back to Ryan, who gave it to me.

"Thanks," I said quietly before ducking back down, out of sight. I cleaned Gavin off the best I could, and managed to get most of the substances off of his upper body before the tissues ran out. I sighed and looked around for his clothes. I found his shirt, ripped in half, and his jeans and boxers in the corner. I left the shirt, and turned the boxers and jeans the right way round, and proceeded to get them on him. I delicately picked up one leg and put it in, followed by the other leg. I pulled them up gently, trying not to bother him in the slightest way, even though he was unconscious. Once they were on, I did the button and zip up and he looked almost like nothing had happened, with the exception of the marks covering his chest and neck, and his swollen lips.

I pulled him gently towards me, my arms wrapped around his waist. I bent him slightly at the waist to match the way I was lying, and I put my head on top of his, pressing his bare back to my chest.

"Oh, Gavin," I whispered, "I'm so sorry. I love you, Gav, and I would never try to hurt you. The monster that did this to you, that wasn't me. That wasn't the man that loves you," I kissed the top of his head, my salty tears dripping into his hair, and I closed my eyes. The last thing I saw before I fell asleep was Geoff smiling at the two of us in the mirror, and Ray and Ryan giggling like giddy schoolgirls in the backseat.

When my eyes opened again, the car was stopped, the boot was open, and everyone was looking down at me and Gavin. My eyes were sticky from dried tears, and I removed one arm from the Brits' waist to rub them. Mine and Gavin's legs were tangled together, and, much to my surprise, Gavin moved in my arms. He snuggled closer to me and pulled my arm back around him in his sleep, before falling motionless again. The guys cheered quietly, and I blushed.

"Gav-Gavin," I said, poking him.

"He's not fully conscious yet, he's just moving in his sleep," Geoff said.

"Ah," I untangled my legs from his and sat up, yawning. "Well, this is embarrassing," I gave a sheepish smile to laughs from the others and rubbed the back of my neck. Gavin moaned in his sleep at the loss of contact, and I blushed even more. I slid out of the boot and looked around.

"We're here," Ryan said. There was a large cabin, the whole front of which was one big window.

"Wow! This is great, Geoff!"

"Well, I try. We've already taken our stuff in and unpacked, not to mention we took you and Gavin's stuff in too, while you were sleeping, lazy asshole,"

I laughed.

"But, it was worth taking the extra stuff just to get that extra Mavin time!" Ray added, and I went to slap him playfully, but he dodged me with astonishing speed.

"Well, I suppose I'd best go in, then. Which room is mine, and which is Gavin's?"

"Upstairs, last room on the end," Jack smirked, and the others giggled, like they had an inside joke.

"What's so funny?"

"Just go into that room, you'll understand," Ryan stifled a laugh.

"O-kay..." I turned around, scooped Gavin up, and carried him, bridal style, into the house, to many whoops and Mavin comments from the others. I rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs to the last room on the end, opening the door and walking in. The room was beautiful, and being one of the rooms at the front of the house, one wall was made entirely of glass.

"Wow," I sighed. I tried to put Gavin down on the bed, but in his sleep, he threw his arms around my neck and nuzzled me, making me blush and pick him up again. I looked round the room, seeing that my stuff was all put away, and my suitcase was on top of the wardrobe, along with Gavin's. Wait, what? I looked back in the drawers, and sure enough, Gavin's clothes were in there with mine. And if that wasn't bad enough, I turned back around to find that, just like in my dream, there was only one double bed, and folded on it were two towels, two pillow cases, and a small black box, tied with a dark green velvet now. I went over and successfully placed Gavin down on the bed this time. I picked up the box and shook it, seeing if I could tell what was in it. I couldn't, so I opened it, and what I saw in there made me blush and instantly shut it again. There was a small bottle of lube, along with five different flavoured condoms, including cola and banana.

"Oh my GOD!!" I shouted. I heard frantic laughing from downstairs and what might have even been a high five, followed by Geoff saying "I think Michael found our little present," and Jack replying with "best idea you've had in a while,"

I ran down the stairs after throwing the box back on to the bed and found all the others in the kitchen, laughing their heads off and Geoff was even wiping his eyes.

"Jesus Christ, you guys, how could you do that to us?!"

"Oh, so there's an us now?" Jack elbowed Ryan, who jostled him back, laughing.

"Oh, please, save it for later. I mean, personally, I don't mind, but what about Gavin? What will he make of this?"

"Given that he agreed to get his ass smashed up by you in order to make you happy, I'm thinking he'll be okay with it. Also, he's passed out at the moment, so I don't think he'll even notice till tomorrow morning," Geoff winked at me and I rolled my eyes and felt a blush creep up my face.

"Boy, will he be getting a shock in the morning," I joked.

"Plus, he practically admitted he loved you to me this morning, and don't think I didn't notice that little sign above your house in Minecraft. God, I nearly died when I saw that little detail," I gasped and looked at Geoff expectantly, almost daring him to say that he was joking.

"What did he say!? Uh, I mean, eww, I don't love Gavin, man, that's crazy, I'm not gay. Shut up..." I blushed furiously and put on an angry face.

"Yeah, like you didn't love Gavin when you two were cuddling in the back of Geoff's car, or when you just said that you wouldn't mind sleeping with him," Ryan drawled sarcastically, to laughs from the others.

"Oh, okay fine, you win, I love him. Always have, always will,"

"Awww, 'Micoo!'" Jack joked, while Geoff did a fist pump and Ryan smiled.

"Yes! Called it!!" Ray screamed, running into the kitchen, bouncing off the cupboard and on to the wall opposite, flipping and landing in front of me, slightly flustered but with an expression so happy it looked like he was about to explode.

"What the fuck was that, man?"

"What?"

"That flipping and shit you just did,"

"Parkour?" He laughed.

"I didn't know you could do that!"

"Neither did I! Anyway, I was just coming in from the living room to ask if anyone was up for some Minecraft when I heard that,"

"But the living room is all the way on the other side of the house, man, how could you hear us?" Geoff asked, confused.

"No, I could hear Ray walking about in there," I defended.

"Yeah, me too," Jack said.

"Well, I didn't hear anything," Ryan said, shrugging.

Suddenly, I heard heavy breathing from upstairs, and seemingly, so did Jack and Ray.

"Gavin's waking up," we said simultaneously, and I ran to the bottom of the stairs, Ray somehow in front of me, already bounding up them, strangely, on his hands and feet. I ran up after him, also using four limbs. Jack was behind me, doing the same. We all ran to the room, but Ray stopped when he got there.

"You go in, we'll stay here,"

"Mmkay,"

I pushed the door open gently and poked my head round. Gavin was, indeed, sitting up on the bed. I heard Geoff and Ryan come up the stairs behind me.

"Gavin! You're okay!" I ran over to him and threw myself at him, knocking him onto his back in the bed. He squawked and tried to wriggle out of my grip. I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him as hard as I could, feeling my cheeks grow wet with tears that had no reason to be there.

"Michael?" He said sleepily.

"Yeah, it's me. I'm so sorry, Gav, I would never do anything to hurt you, I hope you know that,"

"I do, Micool, I do,"

I sighed as he put his arms around my shoulders and squeezed back. A moment later, he let go and I pulled away, and he put his hands on my cheeks. He stared into my eyes for a second and then looked away, shaking his head and turning a delicate pink, almost as if he was having an argument in his head. He seemed to change his mind once more and wrapped his arms around my neck before quickly pulling me in and pressing his lips against mine. I froze, surprised, before leaning into the kiss, putting my hand on the back of Gavin's head gently, encouraging him to kiss me harder. The boys whooped and cheered behind us, but we didn't take any notice of them. We stayed like that for about thirty seconds after my tongue wound its way into Gavin's mouth. He tasted like toothpaste. He pulled away first, giggling slightly and turning an even deeper shade of red, and I let out a low breathy chuckle, wrapping my arm back around his waist.

"So, this is new. I thought you were afraid of me," I told him.

"Micool, I am afraid of you, but love is stronger than fear,"

"Well, I think that's the most romantic thing I've ever heard. Are you trying to imply, Mr. Free, that you have the hots for a sorry ass like me?" I joked.

"Perhaps, Mr. Jones, but what would you do if I told you I did?" He joked back.

"This," I pulled him back in for another kiss, him deepening it immediately. He pushed me on to my back and then pulled away, biting my lower lip gently.

"And, Mr. Jones, could that mean that you have the hots for a sorry ass like me?"

"Absolutely," I whispered.

"And, cut!" Jack giggled quietly. "Did you get 'em?"

"Hell yeah I did!" Ray replied.

"Pricks," I muttered.

"What is it, Micoo?"

"I can hear the others outside the door, and I think Ray recorded what just happened,"

"Ah, well, we'll be grateful for it at some point, I'm sure," he smiled. "So, where are we, why am I not wearing a shirt, and, most importantly, what's in that pretty box?"

I blushed and the others giggled behind me.

"But- it's only been two days! How- you- whaaa?!" Geoff said, amazed.

"No, Geoff," I turned around to face him. "It's been five years. Five years since I met the man I fell in love with. Five years thinking about him everyday, looking for him. And five years later, I found him again. And, Gavin, I'm so glad I found you,"

A/N: Aah, I'm all warm and fuzzy. So, the Bois are in Lurve, and hahaha I have great things planned for this story... Oh god how I'm looking forward to writing the rest. I'm going on a holiday where there's no wifi, so if I don't update for ages, that's why. Sorry for all the smut, just don't read this if you don't like triggering moments and smut. Also, for some reason I can't change the description of this story, so it's stuck on the description I had before I changed the whole plot and rewrote it, so it's really misleading and I am so sorry about that :(. Here are the stats for you:

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