Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)

Cheers!

Dedicated to thevampiremeganne

You strode into the bar, already half drunk. It's been a shit day. Your car broke down, again. You were late to work, again. Your boss fired you. You walked home, 6 miles, in the rain. To find your boyfriend of 3 years kissing some random basic bitch. You had a right to be drunk if you wanted, fuck everyone and everything else. You didn't notice the group of guys sitting at the bar. Or rather who they were. You had forgotten you favorite band was in town. "What'll be toots?" The girl at the bar asked, she looked like she had seen better days. "Something. Anything. Make it sting." She nodded and walked off to grab a glass and fill it with whatever liquor she chose. "Hey, you okay? You look rough." One of the guys asked, reaching to touch your arm. You rolled your eyes, jerking away from his touch. "Buzz off asshole." You growled, "Look man I'm sorry, just trying to make sure you're good." He huffed. "No, I'm not okay. I've had a shit day and all I wanna do is get fucking shit faced. So if you don't mind! FUCK. OFF." You yelled, turning to face him. Oh. Shit. I just yelled at Vinny Mauro. My favorite musician in the whole world. He pressed his lips into a thin line and nodded. "Got it. Good luck." He said as he started to get up. "Wait, wait!" You called. "LOOK, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. It's not right. Please." You started to cry. He relaxed slightly and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. "How about I buy you a drink and you tell me what's wrong. Sound okay?" He asked, you nodded. Flushing when you realized he still had his arm around you.

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"So thatswhattahappen." You slurred, tears spilling from your eyes onto his shirt. You may have had too much. He nodded, understanding your words, and rubbing your shoulder in smooth circles. "Itll be alright y/n. It's just a bad day." He smiled. "Let me order you a ride home." "Nooooo, pleasstay. Donne go." "I gotta go though. How about I ride with you home?" Your lip trembled as more tears threatened to spill. "I can't go back. Not there." Vinny pursed his lips in thought, an idea slipping into his head. He quickly stood and offered you a hand.

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"Do you want to come on tour? Get out of town for a bit? If you don't like it I'll pay for your trip home." He asked as he helped you walk down the street. "That'll be amazing!" You yelled, a little too loud. He chuckled and held your hand, leading you to the tour bus. He escorted you to the back ignoring the look of the rest of the band and noting how your eyes were fighting to stay open. "You can sleep in my bunk y/n. I'll go get you a bottle of water for when you wake up." You smiled drowisly, "Vinny?" "Yeah?" You sat up and placed a small, timid kiss on his lips. "Thank you. For everything." You stated before laying down and passing out. Vinny smiled to himself and strode out to the living area. "Dude, what the fuck?" Ryan asked, motioning to the bunk area.