CLOSE (Josh Dun x Reader) ✧ idkbrooklyn (#Wattys2017)

nine

-Josh's P.O.V-

After waiting about 15 minutes in the hospital waiting room, a doctor finally came out with information on (Y/N).

Tyler, Grayson, Karma, and I all stood up.

"(Y/N) should be fine." She announces.

We all sigh in relief.

"She had pieces of broken glass on her forehead but it wasn't anything we couldn't manage. She can check out anytime."

"Can we see her?" I ask, eager to speak with her.

"Yes. She's in room 501." The doctor smiles and walks away.

We all walk down the room and see (Y/N) sitting with an ice pack on her face.

Everyone immediately wraps (Y/N) in a tight squeeze.

"Ugh, okay guys, it's getting difficult to breathe." (Y/N) laughs as we let go.

"I'm so glad you're okay." I begin.

"We were all worried about you." Grayson continues.

"Thanks guys." (Y/N) responds, a small smile on her bruised face.

"I'll go check you out at the front desk." Tyler offers.

"We'll go too." Karma grabs Grayson as the trio heads out of the room.

-Your P.O.V-

I sigh.

"So, uh...did you guys still play tonight?" I ask Josh as he sits down beside me on the hospital bed.

"Yeah, it was tough though. There weren't any opening acts and everyone was worried about you."

Josh grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine.

Josh is holding my hand.

I try not to blush as I continue speaking with Josh.

"Sorry." I apologize.

"Why? It's not your fault at all." Josh shrugs.

"Also, you don't have to worry about Ace anymore. The police took him away and the opening band isn't performing with us from now on."

I sigh in relief.

"Thank you." I thank him.

"Do you think you'll be able to perform tomorrow?" Josh tilts his head towards me.

I raise my free hand towards my neck.

"Yeah, I think that-"

My eyes widen.

"What?" Josh asks, concerned.

I stand up, releasing my hand from Josh's.

Oh no.