Daniel: You twisted the nob on your sound check device, adjusting the track playing in your ear. You hummed into the the microphone, the sound echoing throughout the empty galleria. Everyone was backstage and you were the only one left who had to sound check. You were their opening act for this show. "Y/N?" Someone called out. You were startled as you turned around, stepping on an extension cord, the heel of your pumps getting caught. Your ankle ripped to the side,the cord pulling on your heel. You let out a yelp as your ankle twisted and you fell to the floor. Your knees hit the floor first followed by your ankles. Face scrunched, your hands flew to your ankle, clutching it for dear life. "Owww." You breathed out, trying not to scream. Pain erupted from your ankle in throbs.. "Y/N!" A familiar voice shouted. Soon after a familiar figure came into view, running from backstage. Daniel knelt down, his hands covering yours. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned. You nodded, tears forming in your eyes. "No your not, oh my god." He said worried about you, his eyebrows furrowed and his face serious. He placed his hands under your knees and around your waist, hoisting you up off of the floor and carrying you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and nuzzled your head under his chin, tears slowly cascading down your cheeks. The pain was nothing like you had ever felt before. "Shh baby, stop crying." He whispered. "Does anyone know where our manager is?" He asked, out loud, referring to the tour manager. Everybody shook their heads. "Someone get me ice!" He said loudly. Everyone put down their phones and got up, concerned about you. "Y/N, what happened?" Jack asked, touching your ankle. "She tripped on a cord and I think she sprained her ankle." Daniel spoke up for you, you tried to smile through the tears but the pain was unbearable. "I-I'm fine." You gasped. Daniel set you down and placed the ice on you ankle. "The show starts in two hours, you are not moving until you get better." He instructed, kissing your forehead protectively.
Jack: "I can't do it Jacky!" You laughed, pushing the skateboard with your foot. "Try a kick flip." Jack smirked. "Like this!" He said as he skated a little and kicked his board up and landed it perfectly. You rolled your eyes. "You make it look so easy!" You complained, smiling. Words couldn't describe how horrible a skateboarder you were... Nonetheless, you attempted anyways. You pushed your foot out and kicked the board up with your feet and missed completely. The board flopped down and you landed next to it on the ground, your knee scraped. "Y/N!" Jack screamed, running to your side. You looked down at the gash on your left knee that was now oozing with a red substance. "DANIEL, GET ME A BANDAID!" Jack yelled as he inspected your knee. "Babe, i'm fine... Its just-" You said... "Y/N, don't move!" Jack interrupted you, worry filling his face. You watched his eyes stay glued on the blood, panic filling his body. Daniel ran outside with a first aid kit in his hand. "Are you okay?" He asked and you nodded, watching Jack rip open the box and grab a bandaid. He wiped off the blood with sanitiser and placed the bandaid gently on the wound. "Can you get up?" He asked and you laughed. "Jack, I scraped my knee not broke my leg." You joked, kissing his cheek and getting up. You stood to your feet and suddenly lost your balance, Jack caught your waist and smirked down at you. "Jack, I scraped my knee not broke my leg." He mocked, glaring down into your eyes. You looked away embarrassed and laughed.
Corbyn: You looked up at Corbyn. He was sitting down in front of Daniel who was playing his guitar. "I want a girl who climbs trees, always dirt on her jeans." Corbyn sang. They all paused to talk over the next verse. You couldn't help but smile and admire the way your boyfriends eyes lit up when he sang. You smiled and continued to cut through the chicken pieces, not paying attention to the knife. Your knife slipped and you cut into your finger. You panicked and stepped back, watching the blood drip down onto the kitchen counter. You loudly cussed and looked around in complete panic. "Y/N?" Corbyn asked, noticing your drained look of anxiousness. You looked up, holding your other hand under your cut finger. Your cupped hand slowly filling with your blood. Corbyn got up and walked over, his eyes widening in shock. "Y/N, HOLY- Wash it off!" He quickly ran to your side and put your hand under the sink and turned on the cold water. You winced, feeling an unfamiliar tingling sensation in your finger. "Y/N are you okay? What happened?" Jack asked, leaning over. "I'm fine, I just cut my finger." You answered as the five guys crowded around you. Corbyn grabbed your finger and wrapped it in a bandaid. The cut, thankfully, wasn't too deep so hopefully it would heal semi-fast. The guys eventually retreated back to their seats after making sure you were okay and continued with their jam session. You looked up at Corbyn who was satisfied with his bandaid applying skills. "Call me doctor Besson." He joked. You smiled and blew him a kiss from the couch, he did the same.
Zach: "No this song sucks." Zach laughs, changing the station. You looked back, offended. "Excuse you?" You smirked as he laughed, throwing his head back. He pulled into your driveway and turned to you quickly to plant a kiss on your cheek before you got out. You climbed out the car and started to walk away when Zach called you back. "Hey, Y/N" He shouted. "Yeah Zachy" You said turning back around to face him. "You forgot your purse" He said holding it out to you. "Oh thanks baby" You said taking it from him and putting it in your handbag. You blew him a kiss and closed the door with your left hand. "AHHH" You said with your eyes darting towards the door. "Hey what's wrong?" Zach said sounding concerned, turning off the engine at the same time. You quickly opened the door again and held your right hand in your chest and wrapped your other arm around it. Zach came running around the car and wrapped his arms around you. "Baby what's wrong?" Zach said embracing you in a hug. "I'm fine Zach, you go" you said trying to stop him from worrying. "No tell me what's wrong" Zach said sternly. "I just caught my hand in the car door" you said looking away trying to hold back tears. "Aww Baby" He said pulling you closer "Let me see so I can help." You blinked back your tears and looked back at Zach. He had that expression on his face, you know when someone is really worried about you, yeah that's how he looked right now. "Zach stop worrying I'm fine, probably just a few bruises" you said smiling at him, trying your best to comfort him. "Please let me see it Y/N" He pouted and you could never say no to his pout. "Fine" You said letting go of your right hand. He examined your right hand and kissed it multiple times. Every time he saw a bruise he would plant another kiss exactly where it was. "Come on lets go get you some ice baby" He said leading you into your house.
Jonah: "HEY BABY!" You called out to Jonah. "YEAH BABY GIRL!" He shouted back, walking up to you. "Can we go on a walk?" You asked him. "Of course my princess" he said picking you up and placing you next to him. "Let me go change then jojo" you smiled.
*TIME SKIP*
You walked back downstairs in your new outfit, it was:
• Adidas shoes
• Adidas socks
• A sports bra
• A loose shirt saying "Never ask to be you" written on in italics over the sports bra
• Black yoga pants
You found Jonah waiting by the door. "You ready baby" you said winking at Jonah. "Oh yes Princess" Jonah said looking you up and down. "Hey eyes up here pretty boy" you said pointing to your face. He instantly blushed and grabbed your hand, pulling you down the stairs. He span you out of the door and walked you to the car. He walked to the drivers seat and got in, you were still trying to recover from a small dizzy spell from earlier in the morning. You opened the door a little to quick and hit yourself right on your nose and left eye. "Shit" Jonah shouted as he jumped back out of the car. You placed your hands on your left side of your face to cover it. He ran to your side and walked you inside. He lead you down on the sofa and you ran and grabbed loads of tissues and ice. Jonah removed your hands from your face, as you looked at your hands you saw blood. "J-Jo-Jonah I do-ont do go-ood with b-blood" you stuttered. Jonah gently brushed your cheek which comforted you a bit. He placed some ice over your eye and some tissues plugging your nose. "There you go baby, all done, how about that walk tomorrow" Jonah said kissing your forehead. "No I'm fine baby" you said standing up, as soon as you did your head felt dizzy again but this time much worse. You fell but just as you were about to hit the floor Jonah caught you. He carried you to bed and looked after you until you actually felt better!
AUTHORS NOTE:
• Okay I admit Jonah's was a bit random but cmon it's still cuteeeeee 😆
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