RoadTrip imagines

"There are Stairs!" - rye

"Guys, don't play with the golf carts!" Blair shouted waiting for 3/5 of roadtrip to get ready to go on stage. "Mikey,Rye,Brook! c'mon." Blair groaned attempting to grab a fleeing Brooklyn. Rye and Mikey ran around the enclosed space. some windows had been added recently so the fans could see through to the boys. Rye, not looking where he is going, soon smacked his head into a nearby glass window. cursing in pain, he glanced to see the window unscathed but his head already beginning to bruise. "Rye, are you ok!" Mikey laughed after seeing rye smack into the window after initially gasping. "Yeah, I'm fine" Rye chuckled to himself. "c'mon before you all hurt yourselves and miss the show." Blair abruptly told them. the boys agreed but began to tease Rye. "Let's not do a rye Brooklyn!" Mikey chuckled. "Boys!" Blair sighed. they entered the staircase which led down to the lifts underneath the stage. Suddenly a sharp pain flashed through Rye's head, he slowed down midstep. black spots danced around his vision, then nothing.

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Rye half stepped down the stairs then keeled over as well as rolling own the remaining stairs. Blair quickly grabbed an assistant telling them to grab a medic and stop he rest of the boys coming down while they sorted Rye out. Especially since Blair suspected that Rye had broken his arm from the awkward angle at which it was bent an he had a large cut on his head coupled with at least 6 bruises down his body. "Ryan!" Brook shouted wondering where the Spanish lad had gone. " don't let him see!" Blair hissed. they heard a muffled cry "shit!" Blair cursed. Brook was sobbing profusely after seeing Rye attracting Andy and Jacks attention. " what's going on Brook , are you homesick again?" Andy asked whilst Jack realised why Brook was crying he guided Andy and Brook who was basically asking to be picked up.

Meanwhile, Rye wasn't doing well he'd been unresponsive for 10 minutes going in and out of consciousness, Blair called an Ambulance, Rye definitely had a concussion and a broken arm and god knows what else. Rye's chest stopped moving. he'd stopped breathing. Blair rushed down with the medics that had now arrived as they did all of the necessary procedures to get Rye to breathe again and treat his various cuts and bruises. Rye gasped, as everybody breathed a sigh of relief, he began to come to and sat up wincing with Blair's help. " Gave us quite a scare there Rye.." Blair told him hugging him carefully. " ow, my head." Rye groaned. the boys were given permission to see Rye since Brook had been so upset he saw Rye first. As soon as he walked in he began to hug rye and kissed his cheek " Don't ever do that again." he sniffled. " Do what?" Rye replied confused. " Who are you?"