Band One-Shots (Requests Open)

Sick Day Pt 2 - Palaye Royale

For Alec_Way

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*Trigger warning at the start. *

Rem's P.O.V: (Yes, I'm changing it)

Okay,nowI'mpanicking...MeandSebastianweretakingcareofEmersonandheblackedout.He'dbeentryingtotellmetomoveawayfromhimbutIdidn'tlistenandnowhe'spassedoutonthefloorandSebastian'scallingtheambulanceandIhavenoideawhattodoandmyanxietysplayingupandIcan'tbreathe....

"Rem, you okay?" I felt Sebastian's hand on my shoulder as I slumped forward, my hands on my knees, feeling so short of breath it was almost painful. I shook my head and he grabbed my face, his eyes staring into my own. 

"Rem, you're having a panic attack, okay? Just try to breathe, it's okay, the paramedics are on their way, Em's gonna be fine. Focus on me, focus on me, in and out, okay? Breathe in, and out,"

"How else am I supposed to breathe, f**ktard?" I snapped back. Instead of responding with some stupid comeback like he normally would, Sebastian pulled me into a hug and started rocking us back and forth, like he used to do when we were really little. I heard him singing softly which took me by surprise.

"Now the night is coming to an end
The sun will rise, and we will try again.

Stay alive, stay alive for me,
You will die, but now your life is free.
Take pride in what is sure to die-"

He went to continue but was cut off by a loud siren which made him shoot up from the sofa. Two green-clad paramedics ran into the room. One of them hurried over to Em, while the other came over to us.

"What happened?" she asked.

"He woke up this morning and started throwing up, then a few minutes after we got him out of the bathroom, he blacked out," Sebastian replied, his arm still around my shaking shoulders.

"Anything else?" she asked as her partner checked his vitals and got Emerson's limp body onto a stretcher.

"Rem? Anything I'm forgetting?" Sebastian asked, looking at me. I shook my head a little and the woman bustled away from us.

"We're gonna get him to hospital. Are you three related?" someone asked. Sebastian nodded.
"We're brothers," I replied softly. The person nodded and escorted us over to the ambulance, helping us in after they loaded Emerson in too.

"Just hold on to here when we go round corners," a male voice said, pointing at where to hang onto. Sebastian nodded, and the doors closed, and I felt the vehicle begin to move. I felt my breathing finally begin to ease up and Sebastian looked over at me.
"You okay?" he asked. I nodded.

"Alright. I think we're about halfway there," he said, craning his neck to see out the back window. I nodded again and took Emerson's hand in mine, running my thumb across the tattoo on the back of his knuckle.

"You're gonna be okay, we're gonna be okay," I murmured, pressing my lips gently to the back of his hand. I looked up at Sebastian who was on his phone, talking to our mom.

"Yeah, we're coming up to the hospital now. Alright, see you soon Mom, love you too," he said and hung up. As though he had predicted it, the ambulance came to a halt and the doors were flung open.

"Alright, let's get him into the ER, Dr Koch is waiting!" a female voice called and three paramedics pulled Emerson out of the vehicle and carried him away. Sebastian and I climbed out and a man in blue scrubs instructed us to head into the waiting room.

Sebastian nodded and thanked him before putting an arm around my shoulders and the two of us headed towards the entryway.

*Emerson's P.O.V*

Holy hell, what happened? God, my head hurts...so does my arm...shit, did Sebastian hit me with his guitar again? And what is that beeping noise?

I forced my eyes open but then a blinding light made me want to close them again. I rolled my head to the side and saw Sebastian sitting in a chair beside me, his head in his hands.
"S-Seb?" I croaked out, making his head shoot up to face me, his face breaking into a grin.
"Emerson! You're awake! How are you feeling?" he asked brightly, making my head throb uncontrollably.
"Like shit. What happened to me? Where's Remington?" I asked. His face dropped a little.
"Rem's just gone to get a drink and you passed out in the living room. The doctors said you got sunstroke from when we were performing outside and that you overheated. They cooled you down and your IV has a fluid drip in it just to bring your hydration levels back up," he replied, pulling his chair closer to my bed.
"That explains the headache," I mumbled, bringing a hand up to my head.

"Seb, I've got your Coke- Em! You're awake!" Remington announced, walking into the room.

"Yeah, hi," I muttered quietly as he came over and hugged me carefully.
"Have you told Dr Koch yet?" Remington asked Sebastian, handing him a can of Coke.

"No, I'll go get him," Sebastian said, standing up, ruffling my hair gently and walking out. Remington slid into his empty seat and I turned to him.

"You really scared us, but the doctor said you'll be okay now, so long as you keep your fluid intake up," He said, running a hand through his hair.

"Okay. I just wanna get out of here," I smiled, looking around at the asylum-like room.

"Ah, Mr. Kropp! How are you feeling?" a man in blue-green scrubs asked, entering the room.

"A lot better, thank you," I replied as Remington shuffled out of the way, Sebastian joining him in the corner.

"Well, your vitals are stable, and your two brothers here seem more than capable of making sure you're okay, so I think you're good to go. Just make sure you keep an eye on him you two," he smiled, pointing a finger at Seb and Rem. I grinned happily, and they took out my IV and heart rate monitor and together, the three of us left the hospital.
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I'm not happy with the ending of this. But okay!

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Love you, stay alive, stay safe, stay strong.

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