Fear •Zack Merrick•

First Day Back ^06^

Elliott's POV;

I jumped as the door to the bus slammed shut, but relaxed back against Alex's side.

Zack had something come up suddenly, but we have his stuff, and his friend is gonna drop him off at the first venue.

"You good?" Alex asked quietly, glancing up from his phone.

"Yeah, just tired and jumpy." I laughed slightly.

He smiled and rubbed his hand against the top of my head before returning to scrolling through Twitter.

The bus seemed empty and quiet without Zack or Jack.

Jack was spending the night on Serenading Silence's bus, with Ryan.

Sadly we had to all take a seperate bus due to too many people.

I leaned my head against his shoulder again, taking a deep breath as the nasuea came back strong.

I've been so sick to my stomach for the past few days, but I've tried my best to keep it from Zack because I knew he'd panic and tell me to not go on tour until it passes over.

I'm very sure that it's just my period. I always get like this while pmsing. Just completely sick.

It'll pass over soon enough, I'm sure.

Although it doesn't help that I'm on a moving bus. Motion sickness.

I closed my eyes and took another deep breath. What a great way to start the week.

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I was shaken awake by Rian, who told me it was time to get off the bus and into the venue.

I must have fallen asleep snuggling up to Alex, who was also passed out, with his mouth hanging open.

I moved over, yawning and stretching while Rian woke him up.

I'm so tired, and nauseous. Today's gonna be a long day.

I walk back to the bunks, and grab my camera bag, and phone charger.

I grab a granola bar from the kitchen as I pass, and follow the guys off the bus.

At least I get to see Zack today. He's been gone almost two days. I'm not used to going that long without him. It feels weird.

We walk in through the back door, and there are people everywhere.

We dodge through the people that are carrying things and setting stuff up.

I'm about to beeline to a chair, but a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist, stopping me.

I jump at first, but soon relax, and let myself be enclosed in the comforting smell of Zack.

"Hi baby." He mumbles, pressing his lips against the side of my head.

"Hiiiii. I missed you." I turned and press my lips against his.

I hear a gagging sound, and glance over to Jack.

I fake glared at him. "Do I have to remind you of how many times I've heard you and Ryan going at it?"

His face turned about as red as my hair, and he quickly turned and left, making me giggle. 

It takes a lot to embarrass him, but he always gets blushy when Ryan is involved. The little lovebirds

Zack hesitantly released, but grabbed my hand. "I missed you too, love."

I smiled, and leaned against him as we walk, not bringing up the fact that the room was spinning a bit, and I didn't think I'd be standing upright if I wasn't.

It's probably just because I haven't eaten today because of the nausea. He would not like hearing that.

He gets so worried about me.

We get to the backstage, and I take a seat on the couch, holding my stomach.

"Are you okay?" Zack asks, worry already covering his face.

I sigh. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just a bit nauseous. I think I'm getting my period."

I decided not to lie, because it was obvious something was wrong from my scrunched up face.

He immediately started exactly what I knew he would. "You shouldn't be here then. You should be back at the bus resting. Adam can handle it."

I sigh again, but before I have the chance to speak.

I fly out of the chair, and start running. I had no clue where a bathroom was, and the closest thing was a trashcan.

I went for it.

Up came everything I've eaten in the past 3 days, and I slump against the ground, breathing heavily.

I heard footsteps all around me, and Zack kneel down next to me.

Before I had a chance to open my eyes, everything went dark and silent.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I inwardly groan at that obnoxious sound. I'm getting a weird sense of deja vu.

It smells clean. Too clean. It almost makes me want to vomit.

It has to be a hospital.

I've been in them enough times to know that smell by heart.

I try to open my eyes, and am instantly blinded by bright white.

It takes me a few minutes, but I finally open my eyes.

The room is blurry without my glasses, but I'm able to see that there's nobody here.

I feel around, and locate the little 'Call Nurse' switch.

I just wanna know what happened. For the life of me, I just can't remember.

A minute passes, and somebody opens the door and peeks in. I squint my eyes, but I can't make out the face.

They quickly shut the door, and I could hear footsteps.

That was.. weird?

I'm about to press the button again when the door opens again. This time, the person steps in.

I can tell that they're tall, and wide. And they're wearing a white uniform. They must be a doctor or nuse.

The man walks to the side of the bed, and hands me my glasses with a slight laugh.

"You probably need those, huh?"

I blink, before putting them on, the room suddenly becoming clear, as well as his face.

"Hello. My name is Doctor Nolen." He holds out his hand, and I shakily lift mine.

"Elliott."

He smiles, and steps back. "Do you remember why you're here?"

I try to think, but shake my head.

"You passed out yesterday. Hit your head on the floor afterwards. That's probably why your mind is a bit fuzzy."

It comes flooding back now. "Oh! Right. Yeah, I didn't eat because of how sick I felt. I don't feel bad now though."

I sit up, and he sighs.

"That was the cause of passing out. But do you know why you were so sick?"

I nod. "Yeah, it's about the time of month I get my period. I always get sick beforehand."

This time, he shakes his head.

"Mam, you're 3 weeks pregnant."

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BAM. BET Y'ALL DIDN'T EXPECT THAT.

(Ps, I don't think I've set a name for Anna's band, so I put down the first thing that came to mind)

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