fic dump, part 2! (because LJ hates me)
the night brooke white is voted off of american idol turns out to be a horrible one for david archuleta (if everyone couldn't tell already). he knew from the moment ryan said her name that he wasn't going to take this very well because heck, she was one of his best friends and it wasn't like he didn't like syesha and jason and cook (oh, cook, that---he's another story) but he felt this special connection that he didn't feel with the other three (well, again, cook but...still, yeah).
when ryan did say her name he stood up and clapped, even though he was very aware that his facial expression was sullen. cook looked at him and mouthed the words you okay? and he only gave a simple nod in return instead of telling him how he really felt.
brooke 'knowing' she was going didn't make it any better, and her entire journey video made archie want to crawl up somewhere until his emotions straightened themselves out, but instead he joined everyone else on stage while brooke tried to get through her final performance as a contestant on the idol stage. and when archie heard her hit the chorus, and how much effort she was putting into singing the simple song, his eyes welled and he really, really, really did not want a repeat of top twenty results (because him crying on national television embarrassed him slightly, just slightly) and decided he needed a plan, fast. syesha rescued him by taking one look in his eyes and pulling him behind her, where he let a tear roll silently down his face, and wiped it away before anyone had a chance to catch him with a camera.
when the show had cut and went off air, archie stood on stage, back to the audience, watching as brooke embraced her husband and he whispered soothingly into her ear while she nodded quietly.
she finally walked over to him, throwing him a watery smile and putting her arms around him, his face lost in her blond hair and her shoulder, her hand rubbing at his back.
"i guess this is good bye," she said hoarsely, and his chest constricted while he let out an unsteady breath.
"not for long; promise me you'll call when you get back to phoenix?" he said softly, because he didn't know what else to say.
"sure, as long as you promise to answer," and he felt her smile, even though he couldn't see her face.
"i do," he said while his throat constricted; the simple admittance was making it harder for him to breathe. she pulled back and went to go hug jason, leaving him to think. he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around.
"baby, are you really okay?" cook asked him (and oh, did he mention they were going out secretly behind the scenes? no? well, yeah) and archie couldn't stand there anymore and not say anything, so he shook his head 'no' and placed his arms around cook, burying his head in the warm chest and letting out a sob.
"sh, it's okay, archie, you'll see her again soon, please don't cry," cook said, stroking his back in the fashion brooke did only mere seconds ago, which made him cry a little harder.
"i c-can't help it," archie said brokenly, sniffling between words. cook looked around briefly and pressed a kiss to the top his head, before making archie look at him.
"it's all going to be okay, i promise," cook said, and for the first time archie noticed that his eyes were a little red around the edges as well, which made his heart clench in his chest, and he realized he would just be a whirlwind of emotion until he got some sleep to recuperate.
"okay," he replied after a moment's though, and placed a kiss on his lips, not caring who was watching.
when ryan did say her name he stood up and clapped, even though he was very aware that his facial expression was sullen. cook looked at him and mouthed the words you okay? and he only gave a simple nod in return instead of telling him how he really felt.
brooke 'knowing' she was going didn't make it any better, and her entire journey video made archie want to crawl up somewhere until his emotions straightened themselves out, but instead he joined everyone else on stage while brooke tried to get through her final performance as a contestant on the idol stage. and when archie heard her hit the chorus, and how much effort she was putting into singing the simple song, his eyes welled and he really, really, really did not want a repeat of top twenty results (because him crying on national television embarrassed him slightly, just slightly) and decided he needed a plan, fast. syesha rescued him by taking one look in his eyes and pulling him behind her, where he let a tear roll silently down his face, and wiped it away before anyone had a chance to catch him with a camera.
when the show had cut and went off air, archie stood on stage, back to the audience, watching as brooke embraced her husband and he whispered soothingly into her ear while she nodded quietly.
she finally walked over to him, throwing him a watery smile and putting her arms around him, his face lost in her blond hair and her shoulder, her hand rubbing at his back.
"i guess this is good bye," she said hoarsely, and his chest constricted while he let out an unsteady breath.
"not for long; promise me you'll call when you get back to phoenix?" he said softly, because he didn't know what else to say.
"sure, as long as you promise to answer," and he felt her smile, even though he couldn't see her face.
"i do," he said while his throat constricted; the simple admittance was making it harder for him to breathe. she pulled back and went to go hug jason, leaving him to think. he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around.
"baby, are you really okay?" cook asked him (and oh, did he mention they were going out secretly behind the scenes? no? well, yeah) and archie couldn't stand there anymore and not say anything, so he shook his head 'no' and placed his arms around cook, burying his head in the warm chest and letting out a sob.
"sh, it's okay, archie, you'll see her again soon, please don't cry," cook said, stroking his back in the fashion brooke did only mere seconds ago, which made him cry a little harder.
"i c-can't help it," archie said brokenly, sniffling between words. cook looked around briefly and pressed a kiss to the top his head, before making archie look at him.
"it's all going to be okay, i promise," cook said, and for the first time archie noticed that his eyes were a little red around the edges as well, which made his heart clench in his chest, and he realized he would just be a whirlwind of emotion until he got some sleep to recuperate.
"okay," he replied after a moment's though, and placed a kiss on his lips, not caring who was watching.