A/N : I was looking through Riker's old instagram pictures, and this one inspired this chapter...
10 - Asthma
Ryland
You were watching Ryland and his brothers play football in the park. You were hanging out in the grass with all their girlfriends and Rydel while they played.
"Ryland! Go long!" Ross shouts.
You watch as Ross throws to Ryland, and then Ryland takes off running with the ball. Once he gets to the other side, he sits down in the grass. All his brothers crowd around him.
"What's going on?" Rydel asks.
"I don't know," you say, getting up.
You start running towards them. Did he hurt himself or something?
"Guys, what's going on?" You ask.
"He's having an asthma attack," Ross says.
"Does he have an inhaler?" You ask.
"It's at home," Ross says.
"Well someone go drive home and get it! You live like 5 minutes from here!" You yell.
Ross and Rocky start running towards the car. You sit down next to Ryland, and so does Riker.
"Try to take deep breaths, Ry," you say, rubbing his back.
"Yeah. Rocky and Ross will be back in a few minutes," Riker says.
"Does this happen a lot?" You ask.
"It hasn't happened in a while. I don't know what triggered it," Riker says.
Ryland is struggling to take deep breaths, but he's still breathing, which is good. It's starting to feel like an eternity, waiting for Rocky and Ross to get back.
"Doing good, Ry. They've got to be almost here," you say.
Finally you see Ross and Rocky pull into the parking lot. Ross comes running over and hands the inhaler to Ryland. After a few minutes, Ryland's breathing is back to normal.
"Thanks, guys," Ryland says, sighing.
"I'm just glad you're ok," you say, hugging him.
Ross
You're currently backstage, watching R5's concert. You're mostly watching Ross since he's your boyfriend.
They're singing Easy Love. And Ross seems like he's becoming out of breath, which is weird.
When the song ends, Ross says something to Rocky, and runs off the stage.
"What's going on?" You ask, as he runs by.
"Asthma attack!"
You run after him. He goes to his dressing room, and starts frantically digging through his bags.
"Help me find my inhaler. I can't breathe!"
You start dumping out his bags and digging through his stuff. You find it, and hand it to him. He sits down on the floor, and you sit beside him.
He's struggling to take deep breaths, but you know it takes a minute or two for the medicine to start working.
"Is it starting to work?" You ask.
He nods, and you sigh in relief.
You sit with him for a few more minutes until his breathing is finally back to normal.
