Sick On Stage

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Ryleeamazing1011 this one's for you gurl!

Rylee's POV

I was backstage at Shawn's LA concert. He was laying down and resting before he got on stage, but had fallen asleep. I go over and wake him.

"Shawn" I whisper in his ear and his eyes flutter open.

"Mmm" he holds his head in pain. I feel his face and he was a little warm.

"Are you sick?" I ask, helping him sit.

"I'll be fine..." he stands but nearly falls as he was so weak, just as Neil, Andrew's temporary replacement, comes in. (A/N - I don't think Andrew is this mean so yeah😂)

"Right time to get on stage Shawn." Neil says. I was still holding Shawn up at this point. Neil was a horrible manager and we couldn't fight him

"Okay... gimme one sec" Shawn grabs the bin and throws up, clutching his stomach in pain.

"Shawn! Take something for it and get on stage!" That jerk. I roll my eyes as Neil leaves. I get a tissue and wipe some leftover vomit from his face. He was sitting on the floor so I sit next to him.

"Are you gonna be okay?" I ask Shawn, stroking his cheek.

"I'll be fine. I just wanna sit here for a few more minutes." His head falls to my shoulder and I let it lay there for a few minutes, until it was time for him to get on stage.

"Good luck!" I quickly kiss his cheek and let him go on stage.

I was watching from a front row reserved for his friends and family. I was the only one there.

"This one's called Bring It Back." KA/N MY JAAAAMMM)

Shawn begins to sing but I knew he was sick. It got to the bit where the beat picks up and Shawn took a step back from the mic.

I could tell he was throwing up.

But I didn't expect what happened next to occur.

I saw him lose his balance and fall unconscious, Zubin only just catching him. If he didn't, Shawn would've fallen off stage and seriously hurt himself. The lights go out and I run onto the stage, where he is being carried off on a stretcher.

They take Shawn into the first aid room and take some bloods.

I go over to him and hold his hand.

"Hey darling." I gently stroke his hair and he turns to look at me, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Everything... just hurts Rylee" I knew he was in a lot of pain. I sit on the bed, legs dangling off and lift his head into my lap and begin massaging his head.

"Any better?" I ask quietly, trying not to aggravate his headache.

"Yeah... I'm tired" Shawn closes his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

"Shawn Mendes!" It was his manager, Neil. Shawn slowly sits up and I put my arm around his shoulder to support him as he was so weak.

"What?" Shawn said bluntly, digging his head into my shoulder.

"Why did you finish early?" Shawn didn't respond, partly because he was so weak. "All of those people paid good money to see you, and you allegedly collapse on stage being your usual overly dramatic self and ruin the lives of all those fans! You've let me down big time!" He yells and storms out.

"Shawn" my shoulder felt damp so I lift his head up and see he is crying. I stand opposite him and give him a hug, letting him cry into my chest. I rub his back calmingly, until he pulled away. I knew what he meant so I pass him a bucket. He throws up into it and I draw circles on his back to calm him.

"Why... just I... I didn't mean for this to happen..." he cries and at this point I'm not bothered that he will squish me, as I pull him onto my lap.

"You've done nothing wrong, look at the state of you!" I could feel how warm he was so I take his shirt off. "Come here darling." He couldn't stop crying as he felt guilty. "Its not your fault that you're sick, it happens. You just need to rest up so you can get better." I comfort him and he seems to calm down.

"Thanks Rylee... I feel so bad."

"Don't feel bad. Look!" A hashtag called #PrayForShawn was trending number one on Twitter, which made Shawn smile. "They love you. Just rest up and I'll take care of you." I let him lay between my legs and he rests his head on my chest. I hold his head to my chest and take my fingers through his curls, to try and ease him into sleep. He needed rest, not stress from management.

Hope you liked it xx

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