A/N: HI Y'ALL!! This story is super sweet and cute, I think y'all will love it!! Also, this story was planned by @SKRAMANILEGNA and I in February!! Comment/message me if you wanna request a oneshot, I'll be happy to write it!!! ENJOY!!

"Scotty, my side kind of hurts."

"That's weird. Maybe, you pulled something on stage tonight."

"I don't know, I just wanna go to the bus and lay down."

"Okay, we can in just a second."

Scott said as he started to quickly pack up his things, in the messy dressing room. He is rushing because, of course he is worried about Mitch and this weird pain he is experiencing. Once Scott gets all of his stuff together, he starts putting Mitch's things into his bag as well.

"Scott, you don't have to-"

"Oh no, it's fine. I don't want to hear you gasp every time you bend over, Mitchy. Please, just sit down and I will get everything packed up. Okay?"

"Okay."

10 Minutes Later 

"Mitchy, ready to head to the tour bus?"

"Yeah. Do you know if there are any painkillers on the bus?"

"I'm sure there is, Mitchy."

"Alright, good."

"How's the pain??"

"Uh....about the same. Come on, let's go."

Mitch get's up from the chair he was sitting on, and they start walking to the bus. All of the other band members don't notice that anything is up until, Mitch tries to get up the 3 steps to get on the bus. Scott quickly grabs Mitch's hand, and helps him onto the bus which leaves everyone else very confused.

"Scott?"

"Yeah, kirst?"

"What's wrong with him??"

"I'm not sure, he has side pain and-"

"Scottyyy, it hurts."

Mitch exclaimed, as Scott was holding his hand and talking to Kirstie. 

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I'll take you to your bunk in just a second, love. Kirstie, If you don't mind I'm going to go help him and, then we can talk."

"Yes, yes, go help him, I'll be right here."

With that, Scott helps him put on pj's, get into his bunk, and gives him some painkillers. He doesn't really know what else to do at this point, he just wants Mitch to be as comfortable as he can be. 

"Mitchy, call for me if you need anything."

"Okay, I will. Thank you, Scotty."

"Of course, sleep well."

Scott closed the curtain of his bunk, and went to go continue talking with Kirstie about his whole situation. She was in the same spot that she was in just minutes ago, and she just has a nervous look on her face. 

"So, what's going on with him?"

"I'm really not sure, Kirst. He complained to me, about having side pain. I thought he might've just pulled something while dancing, during the show. But, when we were packing all of our stuff from the dressing room up he was gasping in pain when he would bend over."

"That's strange."

"Yes, very. That's why I'm so worried about him."

"Just wake me up at anytime tonight, if you need me."

"I will."

Time Skip: 12 AM 

It wasn't that late into the night, and Scott had just actually laid down in his bunk. He was just checking his phone, like he normally does every night. It was really quiet so, when Scott heard a loud scream which was followed by moaning he knew something was wrong.

"OW!! OWWW!! OUCH!!!"

"What's wrong, Mitchy?? What's wrong??!" 

"I-It hurts!! Hurts, r-r-really bad. OW!!"

Scott stood there shocked for at least a minute, he didn't know what to do. But, Mitch snapped him out of his thoughts by rolling around his small bunk in terrible pain. He decides, that it would be the best idea to get Mitch on the couch before doing anything else.

"I know it hurts baby. But, it's okay, it's okay. Here, let's move you to the couch so we can figure out what to do. I'll get you help, I promise. Just sit up slowly for me, Mitchy."

With a painful yelp, Mitch is able to sit up

"Okay see, good, good."

He helped Mitch get to the couch, which is way better than a practically enclosed bunk. Scott had him lay down, with a blanket on him while he went to get some help. He decided to wake Kirstie and Esther up. 

"Kirst, wake up, please."

"Hmmm? Scott, what time is it??"

"I don't know. But, Mitch is getting worse and I need you to come help me. H-H-He's freaking me out, Kirstie. I'm worried that something really bad is happening."

Just like a piece of toast in a toaster, Kirstie pops right up and get's out of her bunk. As she was doing that, Scott got Esther up. They all 3 were quick to try and ease Mitch's pain. Scott felt like crying, seeing Mitch in so much pain. 

"E-Ess-Essie, h-hurts."

"What hurts, Mitch??"

"M-My side, it really h-h-hurts, help me."

"Mitchy, are you sure you didn't pull something on stage?"

"N-No, Scott. I didn't."

Time Skip

It had been about 15 minutes, and they tried anything and everything to stop the pain. They tried putting ice on his side, using a heating pad Kirstie brought for her periods, and massaging the effected area. Nothing was working, and it all became worse when Mitch started to feel sick to his stomach.

"S-Scotty!"

"Yes, Mitchy??"

"I-I-uh...I think I'm going to-"

Kirstie must've known what was about happen, because she grabbed a small trash can and held it out for Mitch right in time. He started to throw up which was extremely hard to watch, Scott held his emo bangs out of the way. Now it was time to figure out what to do.

"Kirstie, what should we do?!"

"You think I know?? I don't, Scott!"

Once Mitch stops vomitting, he is asked what he wants to do

"Mitchy, what do you want to do??"

"H-Hospital, take me...to the hospital."

"Okay, okay, we will take you there."

Esther said, as she went to the front of the bus to tell the driver to take them to the closest hospital. Scott was shocked that all of this was happening, and Kirstie was acting as Mitch's sister by comforting him.

20 Minutes Later 

"Mitchy, we're in the hospital parking lot now."

"I-It hurts, I've never been in so much pain Scott."

"I understand that, Love. You gotta stand up, so we can go in."

"O-Okay. Help?"

"Of course."

In order to get Mitch to the front of the bus, and into the emergency room they had to help him as he couldn't really walk. Kirstie was behind him and, Scott stood in front of him to make sure he wouldn't go forward. They about halfway to the front of the bus, when Kirstie's arms start to give out from holding him. 

"Scott, I don't know how much longer my arms are going to hold out."

"It's okay, I've got him."

Scott said as he just picked Mitch up bridal style, and carried him off the bus quicker than they would've ever been able to by holding him up. They waited in the waiting room, and were quickly taken back to be seen by the doctor. Kirstie and Esther stayed back so that Scott could go with him. They ran tons of tests on him, and came to a diagnosis.

"Mr. Grassi, You have appendicitis."

"A-Appendicitis??!"

"Yes, we are going to have to operate before it bursts."

"I h-have to have surgery?? S-Scotty, I-I can't breathe."

"Keep breathing, everything will be okay."

A/N: AHH!! So, I never in a million years thought this book would do very well. But, I'm almost 2 years into this book and we're already at 15k reads!! That is so great!!! I just wanna thank y'all for you kind words, it always means a lot!! BYE!!!