Band Oneshots!

Jøsh Dun: Showers

She was trying to stay calm.
He wasn't there to help her.
She didn't know how to feel better.
He didn't know she was feeling down.
She started to run a shower.
He started up his car.
She felt the water was too hot.
He was minutes away from the door.
She clambered into the shower.
He put his keys in the lock.
She curled up on the floor.
He called out her name.
She whimpered and started to cry.
He began to worry and called for her again.
She fumbled to find her razor.
He ran up the stairs.
She cut her finger trying to free a blade.
He cracked his shoulder by slamming himself against the door.
She put the blade to her wrist.
He broke down the door.
She tried her best to stay silent.
He saw blood and the blurred image of her body on the floor.
She didn't move.
He started to cry.
She could see him move through the tempered glass.
He tried to climb into the shower but ended up burnt.
She came to her senses and dropped the blade.
He felt his heart skip a beat, knowing she was alive.
She ran the shower cold so she could be saved.
He cradled her red, burnt up body and carried her to their room.
She smiled at him, but started to cry.
He wiped her tears away then went to dispose of the blade.
She covered herself in blankets and shuddered.
He came back.
She hid.
He asked if she was okay.
She said no.
He sighed and uncovered her beautiful face from the covered.
She ran a hand through his hair.
He kissed her gently.
She pulled away.
He kissed her forehead.
She blushed.
He made her promise to talk to him.
She could only agree.
He kissed her hand and told her that he loved her.
She said she loved him back.
He told her that he needed her to be okay.
She promised that, with his help, she'd be fine soon.
He shook his head and thanked her for being alive.
"Josh..."
"Y/N..."