~Dave's POV~
I was woken up by the sound of screaming, yelling, and screeching tires. Next thing I know, I was thrown from my bed and landed hard on the ground, I screamed in pain. Not only did I land directly on my arm, the coffee machine tipped over and landed on me. Great.
I frantically looked around for the others, Kurt and Krist were trying to hold onto the table. The pieces of the board game they were playing were scattered across the floor, where's Rylan?! Rylan yelped as he lost his grip on his bed and got thrown across the bus, he landed next to me. I grabbed ahold of him with my good arm and held him close, "Don't worry, I got yo-" we started getting thrown around again.
Then we heard the driver yell.
"WE'RE GONNA FLIP!!"
And now we were being thrown towards the ceiling, but then it stopped. The bus wasn't upsidedown, thankfully, but it was on its side now.
The driver immediately got up and started helping us up. Rylan looked for his guitar and recording stuff, sighing in relief when he found that it somehow wasn't broken. I grasped my arm grunting, it hurt. Alot.
"Are you guys alright?" The driver asked
"I think I just broke my arm!" I said, Kurt ran over to me, looking at my arm. I looked at him and gasped, he had a small cut on his forehead. It was bleeding alot. I looked over at Rylan and Krist, Rylan collapsed against Krist panting "Fuck fuck fuck, can't breathe, ribs hurt-" he grunted. Krist had a broken nose. The driver busted the back window and helped us out.
The driver called 911, we were all taken to the hospital.
~Hours later~
I sat down on the hotel bed, grunting "Careful" Kurt said "No" I mumbled. He sat next to me, hugging me. My wrist was in a cast, Kurt had a couple bandages on his arm. Krist had a bunch of bandages and shit on his nose, which made it look like he has a huge ass nose. Rylan had broken a few ribs, they kept him at the hospital and told us to go to a hotel for the night. The driver was fine, just bruised up. We were all bruised up but he was the only one who didn't break something.
I teared up as a wave of pain hit my wrist, "Fuck!" Kurt ran to grab some pain meds, I shook my head when he offered them to me, "No, I'm fine.." he frowned. Krist laid on his bed, sighing, "My nose hurts" I leaned against Kurt, suddenly exhausted. I passed out.
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FanfictionRylan is a 18 year old senior in high school, he's in a band with his friend Rowan. During the summer they go to Nirvana concert and their lives are changed forever, they find out stuff about themselves, each other, and their idols In this story, Ku...
