Love of My Life | ON HOLD

Shot

Hey guys! I'm not really sure if this could be considered a trigger for some people but I've just decided to put this as a warning.
In this story there is a shooting that takes place. If you are sensitive to that sort of thing I would suggest not reading this story.
Ok thanks, love you all! <3

You danced around the stage with Freddie as you two sang 'Crazy Little Thing Called Love' together.
Freddie had recently came out to the public and so did you. There were people who didn't like that Freddie and you were together, but most of the fans were very accepting.
You were all most shocked at the amount of people that support Freddie and you. In a time where being gay was looked down upon it made you felt safe knowing that people actually support you.
You loved Freddie with all your heart and now you could let the whole world know how much you loved him.
The song came to a close, you where standing at the edge of the stage.
Looking out at the sea of people you felt unstoppable, like nothing could ruin this moment.
Oh, but how wrong you were.
It was as if everything was in slow motion. You heard a loud bang and screams coming from the audience, then you felt the pain.
You looked out and saw a man in the front row holding a gun.
Your legs felt like jelly and all the noise and chaos around you sounded so distant, it sounded as if your head was underwater.
Looking down you saw that your white shirt was now a dark red.
You stated to fall back, you vision becoming blurry.
Before you hit the ground someone caught you and pulled you into their arms.
"(Y/N)!" A panicked voice yelled.
The voice sounded so distant. You looked up and saw that it was Freddie who had caught you.

(Freddie's POV)
Crazy Little Thing Called Love came to an end and I stood on the edge of the stage panting.
I look to the other side of the stage where (Y/N) was standing.
He looked so beautiful, God how I loved that man. He's the best thing that ever happened to me.
I started walking towards him, and as if it was a movie, everything started to go in slow motion.
I heard a loud bang followed by people screaming.
I saw (Y/N) start to fall backwards, I ran as fast as I could to catch him before he hit the ground.
"(Y/N)!!" I said in a panicked voice.
He looked but at me and smiled weakly.
"Call an ambulance!" I screamed as I held (Y/N) close to my chest.
I felt a hand on my should and looked up to see Brian, with tears in his eye, look down at (Y/N).
(Y/N)'s band mates rushed onto the stage is a panic.
"What the hell happened!" Jackson yelled.
Andrew, Rowan, and Jackson knelt down next to (Y/N). I kissed (Y/N)'s forehead and whispered into his ear
"Please don't leave me darling, I can't live with out you."
I felt a cold hand touch my cheek. The touch startled me at first but when I realized that it was (Y/N) i calmed down.
I took his hand in mine just held him tight.
"I'm not going anywhere." (Y/N) said in a quiet, shaky voice.

The ambulance, after what felt like hours, finally showed up. The paramedics rush over to (Y/N) and started checking his vital signs.
"I can still feel a pulse, we need to get him to a hospital ASAP." One of the paramedics said.
John knelt down next to me, putting his arm around me he whispered "You have to let him go Fred, he needs to get to hospital."
I kissed (Y/N)'s forehead once more and let go of him.
The paramedics quickly moved (Y/N) to a stretcher, walked swiftly off the stage and to the ambulance.
I sat in shock of a few moments, tears flowing freely down my face. John sat next to me rubbing my arm. I lean into John and start sobbing into his chest.
Roger came and sat next to me, rubbing circles onto my back.
"He'll be alright Freddie, (Y/N)'s a strong man he'll make it." Roger said, his words comforting me.
"We should get to the hospital, Rowan, Jackson, and Andrew had already left." Brian said.

The drive to the hospital seemed like it too ages. The tour bus was unusually quiet for no one could think of something to say.
Even though there was no talking my thoughts were probably loud enough that everyone could hear. I was so scared, I couldn't lose (Y/N) he was the love of my life.
I would have a reason to keep living if he wasn't by by side.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, we arrived at the hospital.
"Hello how may I help you today?" The woman at the front desk asked.
"We are friends of (Y/N) (L/N)." Roger said.
"Alright well (Y/N) is still in surgery, we will come and find you when he's out. Some other people that say they are friends of (Y/N) are already in the waiting room." The receptionist said with a cheerful ton.
"Thank you." Said Roger.
We all made are way to the waiting room where Andrew, Rowan, and Jackson were waiting.
"Hey look who it is." Jackson said, putting down the magazine he was reading, as we step into the waiting room.
I found it odd that there wasn't a lot of people in the waiting room, but in another way I felt relieved.

Hours have passed and still no one came to tell us how (Y/N) was.
Most of us had fallen asleep. Jackson and Andrew were passed out on the little couch, Rowan was laying on the floor next to the couch, and Roger had fallen asleep on Brian's shoulder. John had gone to get something to drink, coffee probably, so that left me alone with my thoughts.
My thoughts are what kept me from falling asleep.
I hope (Y/N)s Okay.
What if he doesn't make it?
What will I do? He's the love of my life, I can't lose him!
My thought were interrupted by John walking back into the room, setting a cup of warm coffee in my hand.
"Thought you would like that, made it just the way you like it."
"Thank you Deacy." I thanked him taking a sip of my coffee.
"He'll be okay Fred, he'll be okay."
"I really hope he will, I don't know what I would do if he..." I trailed off not even wanting to think about (Y/N) not making it.
"Fred, he'll make it. Believe me he will." John said with a reassuring smile.

To Be Continued