A/N: HI LOVES!!! So, there is some other writer on wattpad who has written a story sorta ike this one but just know I'm not copying them and I would give them credit if I knew their username but sadly I don't know :( so sorry y'all! But, I also wanna say that this may not be medically correct because I don't have asthma so I have no clue really how it goes down just so y'all know! If i've written something completly out of this world wrong, please comment or message me (Be nice lol) and I'll be sure to fix it!! ANYWAY ENJOY!!!

"Hey Mitchy, are you ready for the show tonight?"

"Yeah!! We've never played this venue before, so I'm very excited!!"

"Mitchy, I heard that there's going to be so many people that you can't even see all of them from the stage!"

"Wow, that's going to be so crazy Scotty!"

"I know right! Also, all the lights are going to look awesome!! Oh, and Mitch, can I have a bite of that?"

"Sure, it's pretty good for venue food."

Mitch says as he hands his sandwich over to Scott, who took a really big bite. When Scott returned the sandwich back to Mitch, he noticed that Mitch's breathing was shallowing just a little. To say, that scared Scott a bit was an understatement, it actually worried him.

"Thanks for letting me try it, that sandwich is good. Hey, Mitchy, you okay?"

"Uhhhh.."

Mitch sqeaks out a tiny "Uhhhh..." before he drops the sandwich down on his plate and starts wheezing. Scott know this is a start of an asthma attack, and so does Mitch. As the small brunette starts coughing, he grabs Scott's hand, a silent but telling way that he needs help.

"Sh*t....it's okay, just give me a second. I'll be right back, stay here, you're okay."

Scott said, as he jumped out of his chair and ran so fast to the dressing room. So fast, that he ended up tripping and then falling on the concrete biting down on his lip and drawing blood. But, he didn't let that pain stop him, he needed to get Mitch's inhaler for him ASAP. As he ran into the dressing room, he brushes by Kirstie almost knocking her over.

"Scott? Why are you running so fast? You almost knocked me over."

"S-S-Sorry,, Kirst. I-It's just that Mitch is having an asthma attack, a-and I need to-"

"Go, help him. GO!!"

Kirstie yelled as she knew Mitch needed Scott soon or they would have to call EMS, that's somethinf they would like to aviod for the time being. Scott nodded and turned around running to his and Mitch's dressing room, he finds the inhaler in Mitch's purse in the side pocket where he always keeps it.

"Ah, there it is."

Scott says as he grabs the inhaler and sprints like his life depends on, getting back to Mitch. When he saw Mitch again he was of course in rough shape, he was wheezing very badly now it must have scared him to death. Scott squats in front of Mitch, putting the inhaler into his mouth.

"When I say 3, I'm going to puff it and I need you to take as deep of a breath as you can, Mitchy."

Mitch clearly relaxes at the feeling on the cold plastic in his mouth, feeling so thankful for Scott at the moment. Scott counts down to 3 just as he said he was going to do, and puff's it for the 1st time. 

"One more time, Mitchy."

Scott puffs it for a second time as Mitch breathes in, he then sits the inhaler in the table and brings Mitch into a hug knowing that he was freaked out from the whole situation. Just as this is happening, Esther walks in to see what had happened, because some of the crew guys alerted her that everyone was running around frantically and such, The first thing she notices is Scott's bloody lip.

"Scott, what in the world is all of that commo- omg your lip, Scott what happened?"

"Mitch....Mitch was having an asthma attack, and his inhaler was in the dressing room."

"That doesn't explain the lip, hun."

Scott moves his hand to his face, to feel the damage from his fall. He touches the blood but, quickly wipes it off on his pants. Scott pulls out of the hug with Mitch and holds Mitch's hand.

"Yeah Essie, I'm good. Mitchy, you okay?"

"Y-Yeah...I think so."

"Okay then, you just keep breathing Mitchy. Everything is fine now, and you did great."

Scott stands quickly, to grab Mitch some water and then helps him sip on it as he rubs his back. Also, grabbing a napkin to wipe the blood off of his lip. This was, Mitch's first really big asthma attack you as you can see Mitch is very shaken up.

"I'm scared, Scotty. I-I don't want to have asthma anymore, it's too much."

"It's going to be okay, Mitchy. I'll always have your inhaler Mitchy, and I can ask the doctor to get an extra one for me to have if it will make you feel better."

"But, what if you are not with me? If i don't have tvhe inhaler and neither do you, what am I supposed to do?"

"We're going to get one for you to keep with you at all times, but if you, for some reason, don't have it then you'll need to alert someone immediately."

"Okay, I-It's just that I'm so worried....and I-"

Mitch is starting to freak himself out, and Scott doesn't want an asthma attack and a panic attack to happen on the same day. So, he takes Mitch's hand and brings it up to his mouth kissing it. 

"Hey, baby, no don't stress yourself out. We're going to get through this, together."

"What if I never stop having him?"

"Then, I'll be here to help you, forever."

"Forever?"

"Forever."

A/N: AWWWWE SO CUTE!!! Thanks for reading!! I just need to thank @SKRAMANILEGNA for being the BIGGEST helper for this story because I didn't know how to write an asthma attack story but she knew and helped me so so much!! Anyway, comment or message me if you have any ideas or request for this book and I'll check em out!! BYE!!! KISSES!!