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❤️Bridges (Pt. 1)🖤

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Synopsis: Drew spends most of his time suspended ignoring phone calls and withering away on the floor, until a certain someone decides to show up at his doorstep in hopes of changing that.

A/N: It has been a hot minute since I’ve posted a Drew fic, so for anyone who’s kinda forgotten the timeline: Drew and Jake got into a fight resulting in the both of them being suspended. Drew keeps ignoring Liam anytime he tries to help and is only spiraling further. And fun fact! This is arguably the softer of the two fics! (I hope I portrayed Drew’s worries properly.)

Contains Swearing, Arguments.

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Unsurprisingly, Drew received a two-week suspension from school for his fight with Jake. Which honestly seemed more like a blessing than anything. He wouldn’t have to deal with anyone for a full week. He could finally just… do nothing.

Countless messages remained unanswered. Nights passed without an ounce of sleep. And it felt…

Well, he wanted to say nice, but it was hard to feel anything anymore. Anything positive, at least. All he felt was exhaustion.

He found himself on the floor one quiet evening, once again ignoring Liam’s messages as he watched a video someone had taken of his fight with Jake. He didn’t know who had posted it, nor did he bother to check how long it’d been up for. But, he found himself drawn to it, watching it over and over again, focusing on the same part every time: the moment he’d snapped.

His own voice rang through the phone, sounding almost scratchy due to the poor audio quality. But that wasn’t something he found himself paying much attention to.

Instead, his eyes were drawn to Jake, soaking in every detail of the blonde’s expression. The subtle twitch of his brow, the slight tremble of his bottom lip, the faint red hue tainting his eyes as they began to grow watery.

It didn’t make sense… Why did he look so hurt?

He deserved this… he deserved to hurt. He deserved to feel this betrayal… to feel even a fraction of Drew’s pain.

Yet Drew could feel knives digging deep into his chest, piercing his heart, his lungs. It was hard to breathe. It was hard to want to stay alive…

And every time he rewound the video, the knives twisted further. Yet some sick part of him wanted to keep watching… to keep enduring the pain…

He deserves this… He deserves this… Stop feeling guilty…

It’s not your fault.

Suddenly, Drew’s phone began to ring, and the sound startled him so badly he nearly dropped it on his face.

He took a breath to compose himself, before glancing up at his phone screen to find Liam’s contact photo staring back at him.

With another breath, Drew hit declined. He wasn’t sure how many times Liam had tried to reach out to him, yet Drew made sure he never got through.

You think he would’ve figured out I don’t want to talk to him right now. Drew thought, almost instinctively declining Liam’s second call.

But in typical Liam fashion, he called a third time, and a fourth time. And in typical Drew fashion, he declined every one, before eventually deciding to power off his phone all together, tossing it to the side and likely adding to the collection of cracks taking up his phone screen.

He let out a sigh, glancing up towards the sunroof to see a silver half-moon hanging high in the sky, partially obscured by dark grey clouds.

And as he watched them drift through the sky, he began to think back to the start of Junior Year. How different he was back then.

How he was once a person who couldn’t stand the idea of being alone, terrified of the silence that came with it. How he used to do everything in his power to escape it, chasing distraction after distraction like the pathetic coward he was.

And how a distraction was what ended up hurting him the most in the end…

…Maybe that’s why he stopped running from the silence. Because it was the only thing that could never hurt him.

It was constant. It would never leave him, no matter how much he ran. At first, he thought it was a curse. But maybe it was more of a blessing. In one form or another, it always came back…

And it’s not like I could ever hurt it either…

Drew shoved the thought to the back of his mind. Damn Jake. Why’d I let him put that stupid idea in my head?

Drew rolled onto his side, wondering if he should get off the floor now. He wasn’t exactly sure how long he’d been down there. Probably too long.

But something didn’t exactly feel right about sitting in bed right now either. It felt more… fitting, to stay here. On the cold, hard ground.

Drew nearly jumped when he heard the doorbell ring. What the hell?! Who’d be at the door this time of night?!

The doorbell rang again, and again, over and over, so many times, and Drew didn’t even need to get up to figure out who was at his door.

“Christ, I’m gonna kill myself.” He mumbled to himself, dragging himself off the floor. He made his way downstairs, pulling the door open to reveal none other than Liam himself. Figures.

“Hey-” Liam’s usual greeting was interrupted the moment Drew came into view, and his eyes briefly glanced him over. “Damn. How come you always look like shit when I come over?” Drew rolled his eyes, biting back a groan. Thanks for the reminder, idiot.

“I wasn’t exactly expecting you.” He remarked. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Have you even been outside? Like, at all?” Liam asked, completely ignoring Drew’s prior question.

“Why the fuck would I go outside?” He grumbled, dragging a hand down his face.

“Because it’s healthy? Or something like that?”

“Yeah, I think I’m good.”

“Well, what have you been doing?” Liam questioned, and Drew couldn’t think of an honest answer that didn’t sound insane.

“Liam, I’m really not in the mood for this today. Leave me alone.”

“You’re really just gonna send me away? After I drove all this way for you?”

“You drove 10 minutes-”

“15, actually.” Liam corrected, and Drew rolled his eyes again. He was about to reach for the doorknob and close the door, but before he could, Liam grabbed his wrist.

“Drew, please.” The shorter man blinked, surprised by the sudden desperation in Liam’s voice. Liam seemed a little taken aback himself, and he was quick to mask it with a soft chuckle. “Seriously, I…” He paused for a moment, as if unsure what to do. “It’s not healthy to stay in your room all day and not talk to anyone. It’s- it’s gonna drive you insane.”

Why do you care? Drew wanted to ask. The words were on the tip of his tongue, yet his lips remained sealed.

He could feel Liam’s thumb rub his wrist gently, and his deep crimson eyes looked up to meet Drew’s.

“How ‘bout we go on a walk?” He suggested, his voice regaining its usual cheerful tone.

“Really?” Liam nodded. “Do I get a choice?”

“Not at all! You go back inside, I’ll just throw rocks at your window, all Romeo and Juliet style.”

“Oh, God, please don’t.” Drew groaned, and Liam slid a little closer.

“I’ll even recite some love poems too. I’ll be on my knees crying ‘Oh Romeo! Where thou art Romeo?!’ And make it look super gay.” Drew pulled his hand away.

“Fucking gross.”

“Then put your shoes on! And- maybe grab a jacket, too. It’s pretty cold.”

“Fine. Give me like, 5 minutes.” Liam smiled, and settled himself down on the front step.

“Alright, Romeo!”

“Fucking kill yourself.” Drew mumbled, closing the door behind him before letting out a low sigh. Why does he always pull shit like this? He wondered, throwing on the pair of shoe he’d left by the door.

And why do I always go along with it?

Making his way over to the couch, Drew grabbed a jacket he’d left lying on the back, throwing it on and checking the pockets to find his keys still inside.

…Liam doesn’t care. He’s lying, remember? It’s all a lie…

…

Before Drew knew it, he was out the door again.

Liam was in the same position Drew had left him in, and he glanced up when he’d heard the door creak.

“That was fast.” The taller man commented. “Sure you got everything?”

“Yeah.” Drew replied, and Liam stood up.

“Awesome. Let’s go, then.” He said, motioning with his head for Drew to follow him.

“Where are we going?” He asked once they’d reached the sidewalk. Liam shrugged.

“Dunno. Wherever, I guess?” What did I expect?

Drew didn’t respond, instead following Liam down the street in relative silence.

And despite the time, the surroundings weren’t all that dark. Street lamps lined the sidewalks, providing a gentle glow for the two to follow. The half-moon shined brightly overhead, with only a few clouds dotting the sky.

The breeze was cool and gentle, and it felt nice against Drew’s cheek. Everything was quiet. Peaceful, almost.

But Drew couldn’t stop his mind from wandering.

Why is Liam doing this? After everything, he still won’t tell me what he wants. Does he… genuinely just want to help me?

…That’s what Jake had said, too. But Jake lied…

And Liam has Henry, so… why does he want me? If not to use me, too?

Drew shoved his hands in his pockets, his gaze drifting down to the sidewalk. And he suddenly realize Liam had yet to ask him about-

“So… how's it been, being suspended and all?” There it is. Drew shrugged.

“Fine, I guess? It’s been a nice break from everything.” Liam nodded.

“Have your parents found out yet?”

“If they have, they haven’t said anything.” He mumbled. “And even if they're mad, what are they gonna do? They’re out of town for another week.”

“Lucky.” Drew glanced up at him.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“I mean, having your parents out of town all the time and being able to get away with whatever you want.” Drew bit the inside of his cheek.

“Yeah.”

“If I had that kind of power, I’d-” Liam paused. “Probably get arrested, honestly.”

“That’s because you’re an idiot.” Drew commented, and Liam elbowed him in his side.

“Ass.” Drew’s lips twitched slightly, a soft hint of a smile appearing on his face.

He’s lying. He doesn’t care about you.

A familiar frown tugged at Drew’s lips, and the two fell silent once more.

“…You picked a pretty good week to get suspended.” Liam said after a while. “Pretty much nothing’s been happening at school. Just a bunch of review and shit.” Drew nodded.

“It’s like, the opposite of the whole ‘only cool stuff happens when you’re absent’ thing. You know?” Liam added, and Drew shrugged.

“Maybe because I’m suspended, not absent.”

“Heh, true.”

He doesn’t care about you.

Liam’s pace slowed they passed beneath another street lamp, and he took a deep breath before coming to a halt.

“Okay, I can’t keep ignoring this.” He mumbled, and glanced over his shoulder to look back at Drew. “Can we please talk about it now?”

“…Talk about what?”

“You know what! The reason you were even suspended in the first place?” Drew blinked, before letting out a groan.

“That’s none of your business, Liam.” He stated, brushing past him and leaving him alone in the light.

“It absolutely is my business.” Liam claimed as he followed him. “You’re my friend, and Jake- well…” He thought for a moment. “Whatever. Point is, I saw the video, and I want to know what happened. What- what led up to that?” Drew thought a moment before he spoke.

“That freak thought he could try to use me again.” He answered. “He got what he deserved.”

“…Are you serious?” Drew turned to face him. “You can’t actually think that. I mean, you got way too personal towards the end there. Hell, half the shit you said even Henry and I didn’t know about. And now the whole school’s-

“Oh, so he’s allowed to break my trust, but I can’t break his?!” Drew snapped, taking note of the way Liam flinched. “He hurt all of us with his lies! And now, he’s paying the price for that.”

“I… guess. But still, it’s just- I don’t know.”

Liam slowed when the two came across a bridge, and he glanced down at the still waters below. He paused for a moment, before resting his arms along the railing.

“Don’t tell me you still care about him?” Drew ventured, leaning against the railing beside him.

“I don’t know, honestly. Henry keeps telling me how he thinks there’s more Jake isn’t telling us. Maybe there’s a chance he still-”

“Of course Henry’s still trying to be optimistic about this whole thing.” Drew mumbled. “Jake chose his side, he’s-”

“What is it with you and sides, Drew?” Drew stiffened at the question. “Seriously. You’re always talking about them, and you’re always acting like someone can’t have-”

“Would you want to be someone’s second pick?” He asked, and Liam thought for a moment.

“Better than third, right?”

“I’m being serious, Liam. If you're not first, you’re not important. You’re… replaceable.”

He’s gonna use this against you…

“You’ll never mean as much to them as someone else does. And then all you can do is watch as they chase after that person, that somehow did everything better than you ever could.”

Shut up. Shut up.

Drew’s nails dug into the fabric of his sleeves, only to feel Liam’s hand rest against his shoulder.

“Did… you ever try talking about this with Jake?” He asked, and Drew could feel his shoulders tense.

“I- what?! Liam, this has nothing to do with Jake-!”

“Oh, come on. This has everything to do with Jake! It’s obvious you miss him, too!”

Drew fell silent, and that ever-familiar flame began to flicker in his chest. Quickly, he smacked Liam’s hand away.

“Don’t assume shit about me!” He suddenly shouted, turning to face him. “I hate how you do that!”

“Then what am I supposed to do?!” Liam yelled back, which caught Drew off guard. “You don’t tell me anything, and you don’t ask me for anything so I’m left playing this stupid guessing game trying to figure out what you need! If you don’t want me to assume, Drew, just talk to me! Tell me what’s going on, or just- tell me what I can do to help! I want to help you!”

Liar. Liar. Liar. The smoke in his mind was growing heavy.

“I don’t want your help! I don’t want to talk to you about this! I’m fine!”

“For Luni’s sake, Drew! What are you so afraid of?!” He yelled. And Drew could feel his breath catch in his throat.

…What am I so afraid of..?

Drew took in a slow, shaky breath, his eyes finally meeting Liam’s.

“You know what I need, Liam? I need you, to take a fucking hint for once in your life and leave me the hell alone!”

Liam took a step back, but Drew moved closer,

“You think I like having my phone blown up 24/7?! You think I like it when you break into my house in the middle of the night and force me to go along with all your stupid ideas?! You keeping saying you want to help me, but all you do is drive me up a fucking wall!”

Crimson eyes glistened. Coffee eyes burned.

“All you fucking do is lie to me! You think I’m stupid or something?! You think I don’t see through your bullshit?! You already lied to me about Zoey, you lied about having my back and I wouldn’t be surprised if you lied about Jake this whole time, too! Because everyone fucking lies to me, and I know you’re no different. I know you’re nothing but a conniving little bitch who’s gonna leave me the second you get what you want, just like everyone else!!”

…Drew could feel his throat tighten, his eyes stinging from… something.

“So, if you want to something ‘helpful’ for once in your pathetic little life, you’ll stop pretending like you care about me, and you’ll finally leave me the fuck alone!!”

…Drew could barely breathe. His chest was heaving from how loudly he was yelling. Half the neighborhood must’ve been woken up from it. But Liam didn’t say anything, and his gaze dropped to his feet.

“Oh…” He whispered after a while, only to choke out a laugh. “I see, so… everything I ever did to try and help you… that meant nothing to you?”

Drew could feel the corners of his lips curve into a twisted smile. His eyes darkening as he took another step closer.

“It’s about time you got the hint!”

“Wow! Okay. Nice to know that-” He paused, and Drew finally caught glimpse of the tears forming in his eyes. “Nice to know that I’m nothing more than a ‘conniving bitch’ to you.”

And it felt as if a knife had pierced through his stomach, cutting through the flames and causing his heart to miss a beat.

“Liam-?”

“Sorry for trying to help you too much!” The taller shouted, before storming off in the opposite direction.

“Where do you think you’re going?!” Drew called, but Liam didn’t look back.

“I’m leaving!”

“And you’re just gonna leave your mom’s car in my driveway?!”

Liam stopped, before letting out a low sigh.

“Fuck.” He whispered, before turning back around.

“Don’t try to follow me.” He murmured as he passed Drew by, and the shorter scoffed.

“You’ve got to be insane if you think I’d want to see you at all after this! Just get the hell out of here, and stay the hell out of my life!”

And Liam didn’t respond.

[ratkingnezu]

The poll winner! I had fun writing this, and i’m really excited to share it with you guys.

Oh and, i may or may not also post the Drake one too lol

Late-Night Confessions

The low rumble of his car was filling the air, soft romance playing through his speakers as he focused on the dimly lit pavement ahead of him. He just wanted to get out of his house and do something, something more than trolling kids on roblox with henry or watching youtube in his bed all day. Go figure the moment he wanted to do something was at about 2am, where there quite literally was nothing else to do apart from taking in the stars and enjoying his stereo’s quality contrast to his headphones. He turned down a familiar road, shortly thereafter pulling over to make a quick call. Nights like these aren’t properly enjoyed without someone else. Henry was asleep, Jake went to bed earlier as well, who else did he know that also pulled frequent all nighters?

Ringing….

“Hello?”

“Hey Drew, are you up?”

“Yeah i’m totally asleep right now, dumbass.”

chuckle “I can tell you’re jolly, you busy?”

“Depends on what you say next I guess.”

“Wanna come for a drive? I’m kinda lonely and could totally use my Juliet”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Whaaat? I thought you found that bit funny.”

“….No. Not at all.”

snicker “alrighty, i’ll be there in a few minutes, sound good?”

“Whatever man, see you then.”

Beep.

He turned off the curb and drove a bit, wondering why he was always so… soggy? He couldn’t come up with a better description nor did he care to, he thought the mental image of a soggy Drew was humorous. Speak of the devil, in front of his bigger, more put together residence was the sog himself. He pulled up to the curb and allowed the purple haired boy to hop in the passengers seat, giving him a little wave.

“Hey Juliet, how’s it-“ A finger smushed against his lips.

“Don’t.”

“Alright alright,” he giggled, “i’ll stop. Any places in mind you’d want to hit up at this hour?”

“No, i thought you were the one taking me out?”

“Oh-ho, didn’t realize this was a date”

Drew pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, “Just bring us somewhere before I tuck and roll.”

“Aye aye, Captain.”

The car pulled out slowly as they drove out of the neighborhood, the empty roads lined with the runway of street lamps. Liam’s soft music continued to play as he drove, occasionally glancing over at Drew who had been staring out the window. Liam smiled, turning into the parking lot of a small cafe along a strip mall, hosting shops that needn’t be named.

He turned the key and shut off the ignition, pulling up the emergency brake. “Alright Captain, we’re here.”

Drew sighed, “Coffee? At this hour?”

“What? It sounded good to me? Don’t you try and act all innocent either, i know you’re popping monsters like they’re headache meds at ungodly hours of the night.”

“Whatever dude,” a small smile tugged at the edges of his lips, “let’s just get this over with.”

“Nothing more, captain.” Liam smiled back.

They stepped out of the car, shutting and locking it before walking inside the cozy cafe. The soft brown walls complimented with the somber notes of coffee in the air, lamps decorating the ceiling like the stars with old wooden seating below them. Both of the boys glanced over the menu. Drew went first, ordering a dirty chai latte with Liam following up with an iced caramel latte.

Drew gave the brown haired boy his card, heading to the bathroom to wash his hands. Liam slipped the card into his pocket and handed a $20 bill to the cashier, taking his change and finding them a seat. Drew walked to the table and sat across from Liam, receiving his card back and smiled a bit.

“You didn’t buy out the store, did you?”

“Oh of course not! I toooootally wouldn’t use your money to buy all the pastries and drinks i could ever ask for..” he chuckled

“Of course you would…” his smile grew slightly, resting his hands on the table.

Their drinks shortly came out thereafter, conversation being struck up about one thing or the other, laughter erupting from Liam whilst Drew was more soft spoken when listening to the brown haired boys quips he had used prior on little kids in Roblox. Drew heard these stories a thousand times over, all the same formula with different numbers. But he always found them to be intriguing, taking note of the insults they came up with, and more minute details in how Liam’s eyes lit up whenever he spoke about “owning” his “rivals”. He was taking notice of a lot of features on his friend, and as the store speakers started up with some soothing jazz, the next 30-or-so minutes became a blur. A lovely, relaxing blur.

Liam stretched upwards and looked at the magenta haired boy, who was leaning on his hand.

“So, you ready to get out of here?”

“Yeah, ready when you are”

Liam left a five at the table, got up with the other boy and walked back to the car, hopping back in and turning on the car.

“That was fun, i enjoyed that Drew.”

“Thanks, i had fun too.”

“Sadly though, i have to get you home now. I think that’s all we have time for tonight”

Drew’s smile faded. “Oh. Alright, i guess that’s chill.”

Liam raised his eyebrow, “What do you mean? Do you not want to go home?”

“Kinda yeah.. you think i can crash at your place tonight?”

“Yeah of course! My parents wouldn’t mind, their only rule is “No Girls Allowed” or whatever..”

Drew smiled. “Cool, thanks man..”

Liam tapped Drew’s shoulder with his fist, smiling back. “No problem man, i’m happy to help!”

The car ride back was about as eventful as the car ride to the shop, a partially lit road and low rumble of the wheels harmonizing with Liam’s liked songs, soft and romantic harmonies painting the sky as did the stars. Drew rolled down his window, letting the cool winds flow through his hair and the car, gazing at the beauty of the stars, reading the stories they told. Liam took notice of this and smiled, he was happy to see Drew, happy to just have him here, in his car, and soon in his house for the night. They’ve had countless sleepovers before, but rarely would they choose Liam’s house, due to Drew’s wealthy estate being far more eventful than Liam’s small home could ever hold a torch to.

They pulled into the driveway, the same parking sequence executed as they hopped out and snuck back into the house. Liam’s parents were asleep, so they had to tiptoe to his small, slightly messy room. As Liam shut the door, Drew knelt down.

“Hey Liam, you cool if i move some of this stuff off your floor?”

“Yeah of course, why do you ask though?”

“So i can sleep somewhere, duh. Thought you’d be a little smarter”

Liam frowned a bit as his heart broke a little.“Dude. You are not sleeping on the floor.”

“Then where should i sleep? On the couch?”

“No, that couch isn’t the best for sleeping. Trust me on this” Liam snapped his fingers and smiled at Drew, “Why don’t we just share a bed? Seems like the best course of action here to be honest”

Drew sighed “Alright man, whatever you want. Just don’t get pissed off at me if your parents shake you awake while screaming “oh you have a boyfriend now or what??””

He changed into his pajamas and handed Drew a spare set he had. “Psssh they wouldn’t, besides it’s not like they care enough to check on me in the mornings anyway.”

Drew begrudgingly took the clothes and changed into them, the smell of Liam faint on his body now. “Whatever, loser.”

Drew laid down on the bed, pulling out his phone and watching from his peripheral as Liam booted up his pc. “Yo dude, what are you doing?”

“Oh, i just gotta do a couple quick things on Genshin. I’ll probably forget to do them later so might as well get them done now.”

“Christ, alright.”

About 30 minutes passed, Drew fed up with doomscrolling through Instagram and being constantly reminded of what he lacked. He looked up, Liam locked in on some random side quest. “How much longer until you’re done dude?”

“Oh give me like, five more minutes?”

“Whatever.” The magenta boy pulled his phone out again, this time opening up youtube and watching the newest Pengiunz0 video.

The 20 minute video ended, Liam still as locked in as ever. Drew was fed up at this point and aimed a stuffie at the brown haired gamer.

“Hey dipshit, finish up so I can sleep.” He lobbed the poor stuffed bear at Liam, who was hit square in the back of the head and laughed.

“Woah dude, chill out! Since you’re so needy right now, i’ll put my very important quest on hold just for you princess.”

“Shut the fuck up before I hit you between the eyes next time.”

Liam shut down his computer, shortly after it powering off walking back to his now-shared mattress.

Both boys now laid on the bed, Liam yawning and stretching out while Drew cozied up under the covers, laying on his back. Drew felt safe here, safer than he would’ve felt alone at home anyway. He turned to face the brown haired boy, who had lifted the shared covers over his body.

“Hey Drew, you do realize this looks… like… really homiesexual right?”

“You’re the one who offered the bed, jackass..” He made a small pouting noise before flipping over and cozying up under the blanket.

“Honestly….” As he’d done before, Liam slipped his hand around Drew’s waist, spooning him and slowly pressing his chest to the purple haired boys back “I can’t complain” He said, softly chuckling.

“H-hey what-“ Drew didn’t expect this, making another noise, this time surprised as he felt his heart in his throat “What do you think you’re doing??” His face now warm and red

Liam lifted his free hand, placing it on Drew’s head, letting the silky strands coat his fingers as he started to play with it. “I gotta get into the stereotype somehow, right?”

“Fuck you…” After a few minutes of this, Drew couldn’t help but place his hand on top of Liam’s that was around his waist. He felt the boys hand turn and interlock his fingers between his own. Drew’s heart thumped louder now, he couldn’t handle this. But somehow… this felt right. Drew smiled a bit as he enjoyed this, Liam’s occasional shifting causing him to vocalize more.

After a while of this, Liam gently pressed his face into the back of the magenta-haired boys’ neck, smiling as he did so. “You’re so gay it actually hurts”

Drew reached around and smacked Liam’s head, laughing, “You’re the one that’s doing all this, dumbass! If anything, you’re the gay one!”

“Well you haven’t opposed to it, right?”

“Well…”

“So why not just say we’re both gay and call it a night, yeah?”

“Fuck off.” The smaller boy smiled, holding the hand of the big spoon, dozing off to the soft breaths that caressed his neck.

[februarytodeath]

did a secret santa with tmf friends too :3 here's driam for my friend vee

[kylebitchlovski]

i love henriam but how can i love them more than driam when THIS exists

[emmywlemmy]

Some good old Liam and drew