Martin Garrix Imagines

He hurts himself

Your POV:
*England, EDC UK, 11:10 pm*

Tiny droplets of rain fall on your face as you follow Martin and his crew on stage.
Only five more minutes until your boyfriend is about to take over the festival with his set.
It's been almost a whole year that you've gone to a fesival where Martin played at, this is why you are even more excited to join him again. You've always loved the festival feeling and even more to watch your boyfriend performing on stage.

"Good luck baby.", you tell to Martin and quickly peck his lips before he leaves to the decks to start his set.
All lights go out as the intro starts playing, the people's cheers are that loud that you almost can't hear the music playing.
The screams become even louder when Martin appears behind the decks and Dragon starts playing. Sometimes you wish that you could stand in the crowd and rave with all other people, it's hard to sit still behind the stage. The first drop falls and huge flames set the whole venue on fire. Even though you sit far away from the fire, you feel so hot that you take a water bottle and drink some of the refreshing liquid.

"Y/N, give me a bottle too, please.", you hear Louis asking you, who is looking something on his camera. You get up and take one more bottle.
"Here you go.", you tell him and give him the bottle, he gives you a cute smile in response.
Listening to Martin's set you sit down next to Louis, who is still looking at his camera.
"Where was this?", you ask him as you glance at the camera screen.
"This was at the Barcelona Beach festival last week, the stage looked so sick so I took some pics of the front.", he explains showing you the pictures.
"It's amazing. I wish I could have joined you guys, but yeah I had to work, so I couldn't."
"Next time you'll come with us, but now we're here. Let's celebrate it.", Louis says happily and gets up. You watch him taking two shots and walking back to you.
"Cheers!", Louis smiles and clinks glasses with you. Trying to be cool you want to down the bitter liquid, but the alcohol is that strong that you only manage to drink half of the shot.
"You have to drink the whole shot without stopping!", Louis laughs putting his empty shot glass on the ground.
"This is disgusting. What is this?", you wonder.
"This is pure vodka, come on you can do it.", he cheers you on to drink the rest of it.
Closing your eyes you down the rest of the liquid and put the glass on the ground next to Louis his glass.
"See it wasn't that bad.", he laughs.
"It was terrible, I always mix vodka with a non alcoholic drink.", you counter.
"Only babies do this.", he chuckles.
"Well you don't know how good it is with red bull.", you reply and drink some of the water.
"Whatever, I have to take some pictures of Martijn. I'll be right back.", he informs you and gets up.

You watch Louis quickly taking many pictures of Martin as colourful fireworks explode, you can already imagine how magnificent the shots look.
"Can I see the pics?", you ask Louis as he comes back to you.
"Here.", he answers and gives you the camera. While Virus starts playing you look at the pictures Louis took, as you imagined the pictures look great.
"I wish you could take pictures of me. You're such a great photographer.", you admit while watching the shots.
"I can take some of you tomorrow when we are in London.", he suggests.
"That would be great."
"Hey you two, I got something for you.", you view José coming closer to you with two slices of pizza.
"Wow, thank you so much, José.", you exclaim happily and take a slice of pizza.
"And do you like the set?", José asks you as she sits down next to you.
"Of course. I've missed travelling with you guys."
"Yeah that's been a while...almost a whole year, right?"
"Yes, my last festival was Sziget last August."
"I see, but now you can join us again. I am sure Martin is happy that you are here now."
"I hope so.", you smile and finish your pizza.

"Okay, I have to take some more pictures now.", Louis tells as In the name of love starts playing. You watch Louis walking to the stage again and beginning to take some pictures of Martin. In the name of love is the song Martin always finishes his set with, which means that his set has almost come to an end.
Amused you watch Martin, who just climbed onto the decks and dances with the crowd to the drop. Your breath stops for a moment as you view Martin slipping and falling on his hand as he jumps off the decks.
"Oh no, this looked painful.", José states covering her mouth in shock.
"I hope he didn't hurt himself.", you say even though you see a pained expression on Martin's face. You assume that he is alright since he stands up again and continues playing the song. The sound of exploding fireworks tells you that Martin's set is finished and so three days of madness.
There is no better way to end a festival than with this beautiful song and a big firework.

"Thank you EDC UK, you were amazing! Make some noise for yourselves.", Martin speaks in the microphone, getting loud cheers in response.
A smile forms on your lips as you finally see Martin coming to you, happy you stand up and rush to him.
"This was amazing. I am so proud of you.", you squeak and want to hug him, but you feel him wincing at the slightest touch.
"Baby, are you okay?", you ask worried as you see tears welling in his blue eyes.
"My hand hurts so bad.", he whimpers.
"Let me see.", you ask him and take his hand carefully in yours to see that his wrist is already swollen.
"Baby, you should get this looked at.", you tell him calmly.
"I don't want to, Y/N.", he protests silently.
"What's wrong? Martijn, are you okay?", José asks as she comes closer to the two of you.
"He hurt himself when he jumped off the decks.", you explain showing her Martin's wrist.
"Martijn, this should seriously get checked. Wait, I am going to tell the others that we have to get to a hospital."
"No, please no hospital.", Martin begs you, you imagine to hear a hint of fear in his voice.
"Baby, it's only for your own good. You don't have to be scared.", you try to calm him down.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. Just stay where you are now, I'll be right back.", José tells to the two of you.
"Come, let's sit down.", you propose and sit down on the stairs.

"Will you be there with me?", Martin asks you as he sits down next to you.
"I will, I promise you.", you reassure him and plant a kiss on his cheek.
"But why are you so scared? Take it easy, I am sure it's nothing too serious.", you want to know. Martin has never shown a scared side of him, this is why you feel even more sorry for him right now.
"I know I am a real pussy for being like this, but when I was younger I once broke my arm so I had to go to hospital. It brings bad memories back."
"You really don't have to be scared. I'll be there with you and hold your hand, if you want.", you smile and pull him closer to you.
"Bro, José told me to give this to you.", you see Louis approaching Martin and you with an ice pack in his hand.
"Give it to me. Thank you, Louis.", you smile at him.
"Wow, major. How did you do this?", Louis gasps looking at Martin's wrist.
"I seriously have no idea."
"Maybe I should break my leg, so the girls also pay attention to me.", Louis concludes, making you smile.
"Oh Louis, please don't do this. One hurt person is already enough.", you chuckle and gently wrap the ice pack around Martin's wrist.

"We can go now, the next hospital is 20 minutes from here.", José says as she comes back with Watse.
"Okay, let's go.", you respond making eye contact with Martin, who looks more scared than ever before. You wrap your arm around his waist, trying to take his anxiety away.
"Everything's going to be alright.", you promise him as you follow José and the others to the black shuttle.

*Later that night, 3:42 am*
Tired you open the bathroom door and walk to the huge bed of your hotel room.
You had to wait at the hospital longer than expected since it was quite crowded, because many drunk visitors of the festival got hospitalized. As you promised you were waiting with Martin the whole time, you even held his hand when the doctor examined his injured hand, which luckily turned out not to be broken.

Trying to be as quiet as possible you lay down on your side of the bed and face Martin, who already seems to be sleeping. You have to smile at the thought of how scared he was in the hospital. The total opposite of the boy you fell in love with.
In a moment Martin's eyes flutter open, a confused expression gracing his face.
"Why are you laughing?", he mumbles while his eyes fall shut again.
"It's nothing. Just sleep, my scared babe.", you chuckle, your thumb caressing his cheek.
"I am not scared.", Martin counters opening his eyes again, glancing at you annoyed.
"I know, I know...Will you be there with me?", you imitate Martin playfully.
"Y/N! Ouuuw!", Martin laughs and slaps your arm slightly, forgetting that it's his injured hand he is slapping you with.
"This is Karma.", you chuckle.
"Not funny.", he responds with a small smile.
"Does it still hurt a lot?", you ask stroking some strands of his tousled hair away.
"No, it's better now. Thank you that you were there with me the whole time.", he speaks, a cute smile that curled on his lips makes your heartbeat fasten at the sight.
"No problem, I am glad it's nothing too serious.", you smile and cuddle up to him, closing your eyes.

You feel Martin planting a soft kiss on your forehead, that makes you slowly drift off.
"Good night, baby.", you mumble burying your head in his neck.
"Good night, darling."