Band One-Shots (Open!)

Are You There? (Chris Motionless)

~This one might be short Idk~

"Hanna, let me help you, please." Chris begged quietly. Hanna has been really sick with a fever all week, so of course he's been trying to take care of her.

  She, however, is far too stubborn for that, and have refused his efforts as much as she physically can.

"Just leave me Chris, I'll be fine." Hann whispered. Talking at all hurt her head, and her throat is sore from throwing up.

In a way, this is more of a glorified flu bug.

  "Hanna, you've been saying that for days. You need to go to the hospital." Chris argued.

  Hanna felt her stomach lurch, and put a hand over her mouth as she quickly sat up, despite the fact the movement hurt her head badly.

  Chris immediately grabbed the bucket next to the bed and passed it to her, just in time for her to throw up in it.

  He rubbed Hanna's back gently with one hand as he held back her long black hair with the other.

  "Fuck this." Hanna groaned, then whimpered when her throat hurt even more from the sound.

  "Hanna, you really need to see a doctor." Chris murmured, taking the bucket from her when he saw his girlfriend was okay for now.

  Hanna laid back down as she whispered, "I'll be fine, Chris." He was about to protest again when his phone rang.

  Hanna whimpered when the sound hurt her head, so Chris quickly stepped outside and answered it.

  She curled into a ball on her bed until the taller male returned, looking sheepish. "Hanna, if I tell you something you can't get mad."

  "What is it?" she whispered. "I have to go to the studio." Chris answered, "They lost part of my vocals so I have to redo them."

  Hanna nodded with understanding. Chris hugged her carefully, planting a soft kiss on her temple, and then left for the studio.

  Hanna laid in bed for about an hour, throwing up a couple more times and feeling absolutely miserable.

  But after an hour, Hanna took a turn for the worse. She started coughing, which hurt more than it had before.

  She sat up in her bed, still coughing and shaking. She wished like Hell that Chris were there, just to keep her calm.

  Hanna felt something in the back of her throat, and grabbed the bucket so she could cough it up.

  About 30 seconds later, Hanna coughed up blood. Panicked, she grabbed her phone and tried to call Chris.

  Unbeknownst to Hanna, Chris's phone was on silent so he could record; Chris didn't answer her call.

  Hanna was about to try once more, but everything went black.

  When Chris finished recording one of the songs, he finally checked his phone. Seeing he had a missed call from Hanna, he tried to call her back.

  When she didn't answer, Chris didn't bother finishing the remaining tracks. He ran out of the studio and sped to her house.

  Upon arrival, Chris raced inside to discover his girlfriend was unconscious, with a couple specks of blood on her chin.

  "No no no, Hanna, Hanna wake up!" Chris begged, grabbing his phone to call an ambulance.

~I changed how the call went, I know, I just thought it would be a little more dramatic cx don't hate me!~