Jonah Marais- Severely sick while traveling

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*Donah* *Requested*

Zach walked into the room with a bag of McDonald's. "Ready for the concert?"

Corbyn smiled as he took the bag out of Zach's hand. "Most of us are," he replied.

"What do you mean?" Zach asked.

"Jonah looks depressed," Jack replied.

Zach glanced where Jonah was laying on the couch. "He doesn't look at all feverish to you?"

Corbyn raised an eyebrow and looked at Jonah. "He does now. Yo, Jonah you good?"

There was no response and Corbyn frowned. "Dani, come here!"

Daniel ran in. "What's wrong? You okay?"

"I'm fine, but Jonah isn't responding," Corbyn muttered.

Daniel walked over to Jonah and shook his shoulder. "Babe, wake up."

Jonah gave a small moan but didn't move. Daniel shook Jonah's shoulder again. "Wake up. Please Jon."

Jonah's eyes fluttered open and he frowned. "What happened?"

"You weren't waking up," Corbyn said gently.

Jonah wasn't confused for long. When he tried to sit up he began to feel dizzy. He groaned and put his head in his hands. "I don't feel so good."

Eben walked in. "You guys are on in two minutes."

Zach glanced at Jonah. "This seems like a longshot, but do you think you can go onstage?"

Jonah tried to stand up but collapsed back onto the couch. Daniel ran a hand through his hair. "Well there's our answer."

"Well we can't cancel now," Jack sighed.

The boys looked at each other in a panic. What were they going to do two minutes before the concert? Corbyn nodded. "Alright, how about in whatever song we sing, whoever has the line before Jonah's just continues on singing Jonah's lines?"

Jack nodded. "That works."

"Let's go," Daniel said grabbing his mic. "Feel better Jonah."

The boys raced onto the stage waving to their fans. "How's everyone doing?" Daniel yelled into his mic.

Jack smiled. "That's good. As you can see there are only four of us here. Jonah is backstage but he's not feeling well so he couldn't sing with us tonight."

There were a bunch of disappointed moans then the crowd all yelled, "FEEL BETTER JONAH!"

Zach grinned. "So now are we ready to get on with the concert?"

At the end of the concert, the boys went to see Jonah so that they could head back to their hotel. They found Eben standing at the bathroom door knocking anxiously. "Jon, let me in please."

Daniel went over to Eben. "What's wrong?"

"I think Jonah threw up..." Eben replied. "He won't let me in."

Daniel knocked on the door. "Jonah, let me in. I'm worried about you," he stammered.

He heard the lock click and opened the door. "Oh Jonah, I'm so sorry."

"It's been like this for almost an hour," Eben sighed.

"Jon, let's get you to the hotel," Zach said gently. "There you can rest in bed rather than a couch."

When they arrived at the hotel, Daniel led Jonah to bed. He went back to the living room and collapsed next to Zach on the couch. "We have an interview and then a flight to Japan tomorrow. How are we gonna do it?"

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