"I promise I'll be back soon, my love. Look after yourself while I'm gone though, okay?" He promised, looking up at me with the big brown eyes of his.

"I will, my love." I spoke with a nod, "I'll be here, awaiting your return."

"Don't miss me too much, I'm only heading to the store" He chuckled, playfully batting my around the head with his hand. I give him a bright smile and follow him to the door, opening it for him. I watch as he leaves, heading to the car. I felt a strange gut instinct, telling me something was wrong, but nothing had ever gone wrong before... Why would I have any reason to believe it?


Hours passed. They felt like an eternity. He said he was only heading to the store to grab some food and a bit of booze for us to enjoy together with the guys over at Matt's house. We planned on having a night together, drinking, joking and enjoying one another's company. Johnny agreed to grab the booze, while Matt said he'd sort any food out. It was set to be a great night.

After what felt like forever, I decided I'd call Matt and ask if he knew anything of Johnny's whereabouts. I waited for him to pick up, but there was no answer. There was a high chance he had his headphones on, playing Xbox or fucking about on his laptop. He'd probably left his phone on the couch or the coffee table. I assumed it was a case of he didn't hear it. I didn't think of calling Brian, because he was probably with Matt or his girlfriend. I then thought of calling Zacky, but I knew he was busy.

I decided to head to bed early. I hoped that Johnny would wake me up when he returned, bombarding me with hugs, kisses and apologies like he always did when he came back later than usual. I laid there under the covers, craving his affection badly. If I knew any better, I would have gone to the store to find him. But he told me to stay. So I will.


When I was suddenly awoken by someone shaking my body, I assumed it was Johnny, playing his usual shenanigans on me and being the little shit he is. My eyes fluttered open, only to see Matt's face with a serious expression instead of Johnny's face with a mischievous grin. Matt's eyes pleaded with me to wake up, and his voice was hoarse and desperate.

"Jimmy! Jimmy wake up!" He cried out, shaking my body by my shoulders, "Come on man! It's an emergency!"

At the sound of the word 'Emergency', My eyes shot open and I bolted upright, almost smashing my head straight into his. He stumbled back, leaning against the wall for a brief moment before grabbing my wrist.

"Matt?! What's going on?!" I yelped, looking up at him in shock and fear.

"No time! We have to get to the hospital now!" He snapped, tugging me to my feet. He then dragged me outside and to his car, ordering me to get into the passenger seat. He climbed into the driver's seat and raced to the hospital, cursing like a sailor whenever we got stuck in traffic. Once we arrived, he threw his door open and got out, slamming it shut behind him. He sprinted off to the front doors, almost leaving me behind. My long legs allowed me to quickly catch up with him and he burst through the doors.

"Jimmy! Room 419! Go!" M instructed. I nodded and dashed off as fast as my legs would allow me. I heard shouting behind me, most of it coming from Matt... That didn't sound good to me... I dismissed the thought and ran down the halls, narrowly missing visitors, staff and patients alike. I skidded round the corner and crashed right into a tall, tattooed man with spiked hair. He stumbled back, falling into the arms of the shorter, raven haired man beside him.

"Jesus fuck, Jimmy!" He yelped.

"Sorry!" I cry out quickly, before scrambling to my feet and quickly heads into the room they were standing outside of. Room 419.

"Jimmy wait!" The voice called for me. I spun around, the door half open behind me. Synyster stepped close to me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Brian? That was you?" I asked. I didn't even realise it was him that I collided with...

"Yeah, but I'm fine... Listen.." He said, biting his lip nervously before glancing down at the floor.

"What is it, dude?"

"Uh... Before you go in there, I better warn you... We tried to do everything we could to bring him round but he hasn't come yet... Maybe you'll have better luck-" He mumbled. I felt my heart begin to race and I rushed into the room.

My heart shattered.

In the hospital bed, laid a man. Bruised, cut open, broken. He'd clearly taken quite the beating. But it wasn't just the sight of the injuries. It was the man who possessed them. The one man who held my heart dearly in his hands, keeping it close to him. The man who brought me out from my darkest moments. The man who'd wake up by my side every morning with a bright smile.

Johnny.

"No.." I whimpered. I felt my knees tremble before I ran over to the bed, collapsing in the chair and gripping the man's hand tightly in my own. Tears streamed down my cheeks and my whole body shook.

"Johnny-" I squeaked quietly. I could hardly speak. He laid there, unconscious and just about breathing. I could see some of his now broken bones poking out from under his skin, and the pained expression on his face... It killed me. It mentally hurt so badly...

The door opened. A panting Matt walked in slowly, taking the seat placed beside me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and sighed heavily.

"We don't know what happened..." He began, struggling to find the words to speak, "All we know is that some bastard smashed their car into his..."

"B-But... He's gonna live... Right?" I sniffed, managing to hold back a sob. M's expression had fallen. He looked at the floor.

"The docs... They don't think he will..." He sighed heavily, "I'm so sorry Jim..."


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Several days passed. I stayed at the hospital for as long as I could each day, before Matt would take me back to his and look after me for the night. He would crash on the couch and he'd let me have the bed in his room, saying I needed to get as much rest as possible.

Johnny made no improvement. The docs said that he was actually getting worse. When I headed there today, he'd been moved. Naturally, M was pissed.

"What do you mean he's been moved?!" He roared angrily, clenching his fists. He relaxed once the docs told him we could still see him, and we were lead to his new room. There, we found him all bandaged up and hooked up to a machine, most likely life support. The most significant difference was that his eyes were open. He was conscious.

"Jimmy..." He croaked, barely managing the smallest of smiles. He was in a lot of pain, his eyes pleading for it to stop. He looked like shit. The worst state I'd ever seen him in.

"Oh, Johnny..." I breathed as I felt my eyes well up with tears, hurrying over to his bed. He tried his best to sit up, but his broken bones restricted him. He whined in pain, lightly grabbing my hand and squeezing it.

"Jimmy... I'm sorry..." He whimpered softly, his eyes looking into mine. I looked into his and all I could see was the emptiness and the pain he was feeling. I ran my thumb over his hand gently, rubbing my eyes to try prevent my tears from falling.

"It's not your fault. I should've come with you..." I sighed heavily, glancing down at the floor. I felt Matt's hand rest upon my shoulder, but I remained still and silent.

"No. Don't blame yourself" Johnny said, "Blame me. I told you to stay there..."

"Now's not the time to argue, guys" Matt grumbled, hoping to keep Johnny calm. Just then, the door opened. The doc walked in and sighed.

"We've done the tests. It's bad news" He began. My heart pounded in my chest.

"What's gonna happen to him doc?" Matt asks nervously, glancing down at Johnny.

"He... He won't make it. I'm sorry.." The doc announced in a sympathetic tone. M's head fell into his hands. I'm pretty sure I heard my heart shatter...



"Jimmy...?" The voice spoke, "Jimmy? You awake buddy?"

I sat upright in my bed, the light beaming down on me, almost blinding me. Faces look down at me, smiling down at me. What...? What was going on?

"Huh..?" I mumbled as I rubbed me eyes. I'd never been more confused in my life.

"He's AWAKE!" That familiar voice cheered. My eyes widened, before I felt his lips crash against mine. I froze before I melted into the kiss, before I wrapped my arms around the smaller man. He smiled at me and pressed his forehead against mine.

"Y'know Jim, you really gotta deal with your sleep talking habit" He grinned.

"Huh?" I asked, looking at him in confusion.

"You gave a 3rd person narrative of me supposedly dying in hospital... I think I'm gonna go ask the nurse to change your painkillers before we go home, at least now you're leg's better." He laughed, playfully batting me around the face with his hand.

"Oh... So it as just some fucked up nightmare?"

"Luckily for you, yes"

"Thank fuck... Oh and Johnny?" I asked, looking deep into his eyes.

"What's up babe?" He responded, gazing at me.


"Please don't leave me"

"I won't. I promise."

Notes

Hey guys!
Hope you liked this story! I know I posted it a while ago but I'm now gonna have all my oneshots here and delete the ones I've already got up.
Feedback appreciated!