Down But Not Out

Chapter 47

I sighed again as my five best male friends argued with me but I shook my head at their determination. Any other time I would admire them for being so headstrong. Today not so much. I groaned at them and turned to plead with Summer to ask her to help me out here. She sighed and shook her head at me.

"Liz we've been through this, you know once they've decided there's no talking them out of it" she shrugged but I knew that she agreed with my point of view.

"Elizabeth" Josh sighed and I glared at him.

"Don't Elizabeth me. I have a point and I'm not letting you go anywhere" I huffed placing my hands on my hips, but I was well aware of the fact that the aeroplane was rumbling and wouldn't wait long for them. I was sure that You Me At Six were well aware of this too but I couldn't care less, at the moment my boyfriend's health was all I cared about.

"He's fine Lizzie" Matt said, trying to reason with me as he clung to Ivy, neither of them wanting to leave the other.

"Oh and are you a doctor now Matthew?" I asked causing him to wince at his full name. It was something we tended to do since all of us- except for Max- used the shortened versions of our names. He shuck his head but grinned at me.

"You know I'm not, but the Doctor did say Josh was fit enough to do Warped Tour" he replied and I huffed again, this time crossing my arms.

"Yes but he's still weak and in pain. Besides I know what all five of you are like. You go mental when you play live and Josh becomes this weird hyper person on crack-" he snorted at this but I ignored him, still focusing on his band mates, "-and what happens if he accidentally rips open his stitches?" I finished and Matt sighed, running a hand through his hair but he knew I had a point.

"Elizabeth I love you and all but I'm right here. If you're going to talk about my condition then please talk to me about it" my boyfriend sighed and I looked up at him before sighing.

"You're right and I'm sorry, but you all know I have a point. Josh I worry worse than my mother and you're going to be all the way over in America while we're stuck here. What if something terrible happens and I can't get over to you?" I whispered, my eyes tearing up at the thought.

It had been a month and a little over a week since Josh had gotten out of the hospital- since he'd had to spend another week recovering under the scrutiny of the medical staff- until he'd been released into the care of his parents, which had pissed Elissa and I off, except it pissed me off more because I went home to Birmingham while Josh went back home to Surrey and I couldn't make the trip down there every weekend- even if his parents had wanted me there. The idea of losing him, or of something terrible happening to him had weighed heavily on my mind every second that we were apart and that worry was even worse now that I knew we would be oceans apart.

The band had been booked to play Warped Tour this summer of course, but because of what had happened with Josh no one knew what to expect so they had been kept on hold until they knew more about Josh's condition. Of course the fans had all been ecstatic when Josh woke up and had wished him well, but most had agreed with me about him getting better before he played live again, because face it he did go slightly mental when he sang- YouTube had showed me that over the years.

After Josh's check up two weeks ago and the doctors announcing that he was healing nicely Josh had enquired about his fitness to play. They'd assured him he was fine and it had been announced that You Me At Six would play, much to my frustration and Elissa's. We'd both tried to get him to see it was a bad idea, but unfortunately he hadn't lost his stubbornness and had argued with me about it. He thought it was a good idea, the quicker he got back into the swing of things, the easier it would become, but I was worried because I knew Warped Tour required a lot of work for the bands to do. When I'd voice that argument the guys had ripped me apart saying that the four of them would do all of the hard work while Josh could order them around- he'd laughed at this, obviously enjoying the sound of bossing his friends around- and I of course no longer had a good argument to persuade him to agree with me. Which would explain why were we currently stood in the middle of the airport arguing about this because I was trying a last minute attempt to change their minds. It wasn't going so well.