Any Band Member Imagines

Austin Carlile for bands-are-lifee

**Warning there it starts dirty, so if you don't like this then skip like three paragraph.**

He lay in bed, holding your hips as you rode him, your hands rested on his tattooed chest, "oh Austin" you breathed out as you moved your hips back and forth on him, you leant down, connecting your lips as his hands moved to gripping your ass cheeks, thrusting up into you.

He rolled you over, so you was underneath him, he lifted your legs so they were over his shoulders, allowing him deeper, he thrusted faster, "Shit" you almost screamed as he thrusted faster and harder, in and out.

"Oh fuck" he mumbled, pulling out he lay next to you on the bed, both of you panting and sweating, you both hadn't reached your end which confused you "Austin?" You questioned looking over at your fiancée, "what's the matter?" You sat up, panicking as he turned his head to look at you, "My chest hurts, it'll wear off soon" he hoped, you shook you head getting out of bed, "No, I'm not risking it, get dressed and I'll take you to the hospital"

"No Hayley, I'm fine" he lied, as he watched you find your clothes. You rushed putting your underwear on, a pair of Austin's grey sweats and your black top, "Get dressed" you commanded causing him to groan, he knew you weren't giving in anytime soon, he removed himself from your bed, pulling his boxers on followed by a slipknot muscle tee and his black skinny jeans.

You pulled up outside of the hospital, "You know I don't need to come here"

"But you do, because I wasn't leaving you like that" you made him shut up, turning the engine off you pulled the keys out of the ignition, opening your door you got out, before helping Austin out.

Just as you closed his car door, he collapsed on you, his hand clutching his heart, "Oh shit" you cussed "Austin, stay with me, come on" you panicked, pleading that he'd stay with you, "Please baby" you held his arm around your neck as you tried your best to get him to the main doors, on your own.

The minute you walked through the door numerous members of staff were at your side, you hand Austin to them, watching as they put him on a gurney, wheeling him away through some double doors as you followed asking them numerous questions, worrying about him.

You were seated in the waiting room, after being stopped at the doors of the room your fiancée was wheeled to, you sat on your goon explaining to his father via texts, suddenly a doctor stood in front of you, clearing his throat which made you look up, "Mr Carlile is in a serious condition, we've got no choice but to try and fix his heart by replacing one of the valves in his heart with a new one to help it, we should be done in around an hour" the doctor informed, you nodded in understanding "ok, do what you have to do, will he survive it?" You asked, scared of the answer, "Yeah, hopefully"

"What will you be doing to him?"

"His heart will be stopped, so there's no blood circulating to the heart while we remove his old, infected valve and replace it with a new, fake valve" the doctor replied causing your jaw to drop and your eyes to go wide, "Are you sure he's going to survive all of what you just said?" you questioned, the doctor nodded "Ok, thank you I shall inform his father" you spoke as the doctor nodded before walking away.

~2 hours later~

You had informed his father, he couldn't be with you as he was in Pensacola and you were in LA. You were worried as the doctor said an hour, "Miss?" The same doctor from before came to you, you was bracing yourself for the moment he'd tell you that your fiancée was dead, "You may see Mr Carlile now, he's still under anaesthetic at the moment so he can't talk or see but he may still hear you" you nodded, following the doctor as he lead you to the ward that Austin was on.

"Oh my gosh, Austin" you gasped, holding your hand over your mouth, "I knew it was a good idea bringing you here, but you kept arguing with me" you reminisced on the previous hours of the day, you sat in the chair next to his bed, holding his hand as you cried.

He had tubes attached to his chest, one in his hand, a white plaster along his chest up to the end of his stirnum, he had a tube in his mouth tied in place with bandages, his tongue was sticking out which made you laugh, you pulled your phone out of your pocket taking a picture of him, so you could show him how goofy he looked.

You sat staring at his lifeless body for hours, the constant beep of the machine which was hooked to his body, reassured you that he was still alive.

After three hours of sitting with him, talking to him and him not replying you felt your hand being squeezed gently, causing you to look at his face, admiring how peaceful he looked until you saw his eye lids flicker, a smile instantly glued to your lips, "Come on baby" you urged, suddenly his eyes were open, the nurses had removed the tube from his mouth when they were sure he was able to breathe on his own.

You stayed by his bedside the rest of the night, you kept closing your eyes as you were tired, but you didn't want to leave Austin awake on his own.

"Hayley, go to sleep" he spoke, as you opened your eyes for the sixth time in ten minutes, you shook your head "Go to sleep, I'll be right here when you wake up" he stated but you still shook your head, "Hayley" he warned, holding your hand "Go to sleep, I'll be right here when you wake up" he repeated until you finally gave in, resting your head on his bed, both of your hands under your head, he started stroking your brown hair as you fell asleep, he would've told you to get in his bed with him but the nurses were watching him like a hawk, and he was in pain with his chest.