Mercure Manchester Piccadilly Hotel

                                    

                                          
-John's POV-
He never cares about what I want. It's all what he wants. He knows how much I've wanted a child when we're married. It would have been great if he had told me when we were first engaged but to wait this long is just stupid. 
                          
I had left at 9:38 to go anywhere but London. I ended up going to the countryside. It was calming. I convinced myself multiple times to not call him or anyone but it was hard. 
                          
I walked up to a hotel in Manchester. It seemed nice. I hadn't brought much money with me but it was enough to stay in that hotel for a few weeks. 
                          
It was such a nice place with kind people working there and a fancy interior. It was called Mercure Manchester Piccadilly Hotel. I didn't just pick it because it reminds me of Freddie. 
                          
I tried to call Brian and Roger's but no one answered. I left a message, "Hey Bri, Rog. It's John. I've left Fred for now and I've left London for a while. I'm sorry. Bye guys."
                          
It was so much better to be here. Away from 'stardom' and away from Freddie. 
                          
A week later
-Brian's POV-
John wasn't back yet. Freddie was in a state of depression and we were all panicked by his disappearance. I never told Fred but we got a message on the phone from John...He was safe and needed to escape this place.
                          
I felt terrible hiding it from Freddie but I did it for John. 
                          
"IM FUCKING DONE WITH THIS!" Fred yelled, knocking over the chair, "I'M GOING TO FIND HIM."
"He might not want to be found!" I shouted. 
"I love him. That's all that matters!" He yelled again as he left the studio. 
                          
I hope he finds him...