A/N: HEY Y'ALL!! So, I actually came up with this idea SUCH a long time ago and I just decided to write it this week haha!!! I just want to take a minute to thank y'all for coming back to this book every single weekend!! It means so much, more than you know!! ENJOY!!!

"What the heck is going on here?"

Mitch question loudly to himself, as he pulled into his and Scott's apartment complex. There were ambulances pulling out of the parking lot, it was weird. But, Mitch had decided that he would just ask Scott what happened when he got up to the apartment. 

"Hi, how are you?!"

The sweetest desk lady asked, smiling brightly

"I'm good!! How are you?"

"Great!!"

"That's awesome. Also, what happened here? The ambulances??"

"Oh, something happened to the guy in apartment 48."

Mitch's smile, turns into pure confusion

"What?? I'm sorry but that's my apartment....number 48."

"You don't have a roommate, sir?"

"Well, I mean, I do but-"

"You'd better go check out your apartment, to see if it was your roommate who was just taken to the hospital. I swear, the paramedics told me it was apartment number 48."

"Okay, thanks."

With that, Mitch didn't even take the elevator like he normally does, he bolted up the stairs. But when he made it to the stairs that lead to his and Scott's apartment, Mitch sees blood on the steps. There was also, a random trash bag, Mitch went to unlock the door but, it was already unlocked. He knew that something was wrong and that he needed to get to the hospital. 

"Sh*t, something must have happened."

After locking the apartment back up, he goes back down the stairs, and put to the front desk again. He needed to get to the hospital but, Mitch didn't know what hospital Scott would've been taken to.

"D-Do you know what hospital they took him to?"

"No. I'm sorry, sir."

"Okay, it's okay, thanks."

Mitch decides go to the closest hospital to the apartment, called LA-Grace Hospital. He cannot stop thinking about what could've happened, it involved blood, it had to be bad. Mitch also knows that Scott, or someone else wouldn't have called 911 if it wasn't serious. 

"Hi, how can I help you?"

"I'm looking for someone, and I'm not sure if he is here."

"Alright, who are you looking for?"

"Scott, Scott Hoying."

The desk lady starts to type on her computer but, comes up empty

"I'm sorry, he isn't at this hospital."

"Oh okay, thanks, I'll keep looking."

Before the lady could say anything else, Mitch had already went out of the front doors. He was off to the next possible hospital that Scott could be in. The next one he tries is Spring Gardens Hospital, it is the 2nd closest hospital to the apartment. 

"Hello?"

"Hi sir, what can I do for you?"

"I'm looking for Scott Hoying, that's S-C-O-T-T H-O-Y-I-N-G."

"Okay, give me just a moment."

More typing 

"Can you give me Mr. Hoying's birthday so I can confirm that we have him?"

"He's here?!"

"I can know for sure when you give me a birthdate, sir."

"Umm...It's 9/17/91."

"Oh yes, that does confirm, he is here. My documents say, that he was brought by ambulance about 30 minutes ago. So, he is actually have a cat-scan right now but, once he's finished with that you most likely will be able to see him. Just go ahead and sit in the waiting room right over here, and his nurse will fill you in when she can."

"Okay, thank you, so much."

"Of course."

Mitch could finally semi-breathe, now that he figured out what hospital he was in. Now he just has to figure out what had brought him here, because he really has no clue what could've happened. He was just sitting in the waiting room, trying to think positively.

Time Skip: 23 Minutes Later

"The family of Scott Hoying?"

When a nurse said those words, the words that Mitch was waiting for, he quickly stood up. Mitch's hands were so clammy and slick, he was so worried for Scott. 

"Hi. You must be his family?"

The nurse questioned

"Yes, I'm Scott's best friend."

"Ah okay, follow me."

They start walking down the hallway

"So, you are Scott's nurse?"

"Yes sir, I am."

"What happened to him??"

"He's got a concussion, it was caused by him falling on some hard steps in an apartment building. Scott also has, a huge gash on the side of this forehead, just from hitting his head so hard on one of the edges of the steps."

"Oh no, I can't-how is he?! He's okay right?"

"He will be, eventually, which is why we're going to keep him here for a few days at least to monitor him. Scott's been vomiting at lot but, that is just one of the symptoms of a concussion though. When we walk in, or for the whole time you are with him, he may not speak much. I'm sure he has a huge headache after that fall, and he just needs time to rest."

"Okay, that's good."

"Yes it is, oh here is his room."

Mitch could see Scott already, through the little window on the door. The shades were shut, he had a wash cloth on his forehead, and his head was completely wrapped up. When he walked in Scott opened his eyes a tiny bit, and then spoke up in a raspy voice.

"M-Mi-Mitchy?"

"Yes, it's me, I'm here."

Scott held his arm out blindly, reaching out for Mitch

"S-Sorry, can't see, blurry vision."

"It's okay, I'll hold your hand."

They held hands

"You know, Scotty, it was hard to find you."

"I know, I wish you were at home, when it happened."

"I wish I was there too, Scotty. So what happened???"

"Tried to take the trash out, left door unlocked, and slipped."

"Why'd you do that, Scotty? You know that is my chore."

"Cause, I wanted to surprise you."

Mitch's heart melted

"Awee, that's so sweet, I'm sorry it ended like this."

"It's okay. My head, really hurts."

"I'm sure it does, Scotty. Just rest, don't talk."

"I-"

"Scotty, I just said not to talk. Rest."

"One more thing, Mitchy."

"What?"

"Love you, got a concussion while trying to help but, still love you."

"I love you too, Mr. Talkative."

A/N: Thanks for reading, as always!! I'm so excited for December, it's coming very soon!! To decorate the tree, blast the Pentatonix Christmas albums, and have a much needed break from all of the online school!! What will y'all be doing?? Comment!! BYE!!!