After a week in the hospital, I had enough fat and was good enough to leave. Jack said he was gonna help me eat, in which I hesitantly agreed.At the moment though, they had just stitched up the hole where my tube went in, and I was heavily drugged up and in a wheelchair. My head had a few stitches but they were removed this morning.
"Hey bub you ready to go?" I smile at Jack, kinda loopy.
"I'll take that as a yes." He chuckles. I burst into giggles, his smile widening.
"God you're adorable." I hum happily, my eyes landing on the boys in the waiting room.
"Hey there's our tough guy! How're you feeling?" I send them a loopy smile, getting a few chuckles in return.
"He just got his tube removed. He's still loopy from the medication." Jack explains. They begin to wheel me out of the hospital, and towards a van.
"We head back to LA tomorrow so you can recover." Jon says as we roll up to the car.
"Jon!" I giggle happily. He glances at me softly before glancing at Jack.
"Drugs." He nods, Jon chuckling. They help me into the van, my hand flying over my wrapped stomach as I whimper.
"Shit sorry baby." Jack says quickly, lifting my shirt to make sure everything was okay.
"Mm home and cuddles?" I ask drowsily. He smiles up at me, nodding.
"Home and cuddles." He confirms. He shuts the door before walking over to the other side and getting in.
The drive was short to my house. We were staying with my mama for the night so she could help care for me until we leave. Soon we're out of the van and in the house, Jack carrying me into my room. He sets me on the bed, easing me down as I whimper in pain.
"There you go buddy." He says softly, placing the blankets over me. I hum tiredly, slowly closing my eyes.
"Stay?" I mumble.
"Of course." I smile loopily, humming in happiness. I feel his hand comb through my hair, causing me to slowly drift off.
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Ok so
1) I know I know, I've been slacking. This book has caught up to my notes so I gotta write some more before I publish any more chapters.
2) Mad At You is a whole ass bop like what?!
3) don't ask what's going on in that pic cause I don't know 😂
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FanfictionZach Herron, the smallest, youngest, and most fragile member of why don't we. Zach has been getting hate for as long as he can remember. One day, a fan calls out to him during a show, making everything worse. Will the hate get to him? *WARNINGS* ...