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Sick Guitarists and Pissy Reporters	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 2052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I’m taking some Creative Licensing here and I’m going to make Zack a little smaller than what he really is; he’s going to be closer to Johnny’s size. Just a heads up ^_^

Zack sat backstage shaky and pale. He looked up at the singer and gingerly shook his head; Matt gave him a small smile and pulled him into a warm hug, “It’s alright Zacky.”

Zack pressed closer to his warm body and shook, “I’m sorry.” He mumbled. His head hurt and the roar from the crowd was not helping his headache. Matt shushed him gently and rubbed soothing circles on his back; Brian sat down next to him and half way pulled him onto his lap, “The meds said they can’t do anything ‘til we get him cooled down a little.” He shouted over the crowd. Matt nodded and stepped out of the way when Jimmy slipped past him with two towels. Both he and Brian began wiping the chilling sweat off Zack’s arms, face, and neck; Johnny sat on Zack’s other side with a two cold bottles of water.

“I’ll be back.” Matt yelled, the three nodded and Zack stared at the ground.

Matt walked back out to the stage alone, the crowd went wild for a moment and then the volume dropped when the people realized the rest of the band wasn’t following him out. He jumped up on a speaker and addressed the confused fans, “Hey guys, you remember that conversation we had at the beginning of the show?”

There were a few ‘Oh no’ and ‘Zacky get better’, but Matt almost laughed out loud when the majority of the crowd let out a huge, ‘Aww.’

“We’re not gonna be able to do our encore for the night but I wanted to thank you all for bein’ here and bein’ such awesome fans and we’ll stop by again when Zacky’s feelin’ better okay?”

A huge cheer went up and Matt thanked them again and walked off the stage again, once again convinced that they had the best fan base in the entire fucking world.

The bright lights made his headache worse, he was cold, achy, nauseas, his throat felt like it was on fire, he was thirsty, and he just wanted to sleep. The medics were nice, they spoke as quietly as they could with the roar of the crowd in the background; they took his temperature and checked his blood pressure, listened to his heart and breathing. Brian was sitting next to him and every now and then he’d brush hair out of his face.

“Well it looks like you’ve got a bad case of the flu.” One of the medics said looking at his temperature, “You’ve got a fever of one oh two point three, sounds like you’ve got some build up in your lungs and you pulse is a little fast.” He looked up at Brian, “I’d take him by the hospital so they can give him a more thorough evaluation and get him the meds he needs.”

Brian nodded and pulled Zack close, “Are you done?”

The medic gave him the thumbs up and Brian easily pulled Zack into his arms.

“Want me to get him?” Matt asked walking up. Brian thought for a moment then nodded, “He’s heavier than he looks.” He sighed. Zack made a small sound in his throat and crunched himself further into his little ball of sickness and misery.

“You know I don’t mean anything by it.” Brian sighed kissing his forehead. Matt shifted him into a more comfortable position and began the long walk back to their bus.

He sighed inwardly, they probably shouldn’t have done the show but the small guitarist had been adamant on doing it. Jimmy shook his head, he was stubborn when he wanted to be and now he was sicker than he had been before they started the show. He watched Zack’s eyelids begin to grow heavy with sleep as Matt sang some weird little tune to him; in minutes he was asleep, rather fitfully, but asleep nonetheless. He shook his head again and moved closer to Matt so he could brush Zack’s damp hair off his forehead.

“We shouldn’t have let him go on.” Matt whispered looking down at his pale face. Jimmy nodded, “I was just thinkin’ that.”

Zack sighed uncomfortably in his sleep and seconds later woke up, he squirmed in Matt’s arms until the singer stopped and put him down. He staggered a little and then leaned over and threw up in the parking lot. They both grabbed his arms as he started to pass out again, “Zacky…” Matt whispered pulling the sick guitarist back into his arms. Zack curled against him and dropped off into another fevered dream. Jimmy looked ahead and saw Brian and Johnny talking to the bus driver. This was going to be a long night.

More bright lights, it felt like his head was going to explode and they were putting him under more bright lights. He whimpered and buried his head in Matt’s shoulder…he was pretty sure it was Matt, it might’ve been Jimmy. Fuck he didn’t know and he didn’t really care he just wanted to go to sleep. He whined like a child when whoever was carrying him set him on something cold and uncomfortable. The crackle of paper told him there were someplace medical and he was on one of their famous Dutch Mattresses of comfort. He opened his eyes a little and whined again when the bright light seemed to sear his retinas. Someone wrapped him in a hug and he gratefully buried his head again into their shoulder.

“Hang on Zacky.” Brian whispered. He shivered again, why was he so cold, but when he tried to press closer to Brian to get warm he felt too warm and that made his head hurt. It felt like the room was swirling around him and he clung tightly to his friend to keep everything still.

“Good evening boys.” The doctor boomed, Zack cringed away from the loud voice. The others gave their various greetings and then explained what was wrong with their sick friend. Brian pulled away and Zack felt like he was going to pass out, then the doctor started to poke at him like the medics had done. He took his temperature again and pulse and made him sit up and breathe. Zack looked over at his friends miserably, sleep, that’s all he wanted, just eight solid hours of sleep.

“I’ve got to agree with the medics, you’ve gotten one nasty flu bug.” The doctor said after he was done poking at him. “I’ll write you a prescription; there’s a twenty-four hour Walgreens down the street where you can fill it.”

The guys nodded and he left the room to go write up the prescription. When he left Jimmy walked over and pulled Zack into a hug; he relaxed almost immediately and buried his head in his shoulder. Johnny hopped up next to him and rested his head on his shoulder while they waited for the doctor to return.

Well at least they were going to get a nice little break from tour; Zack mewled pitifully when Jimmy started to pull away and Brian felt guilty for thinking of their current situation as a break. The doctor came back in with a slip of paper that he handed to him, Brian looked over the scrawl and blinked, he wasn’t sure if those were actual letters and words or if a pin had exploded on the paper. He shook his head and pocketed the prescription while Matt went over and again hoisted Zack into his arms.

A/N: So this is actually what ‘Wolf and Man’ was supposed to be. It was only supposed to be like three chapters O_O and it turned into twelve. Anyway, like I said, no slash just some fluffy feel goodness with the guys whilst I put some finishing touches on the first couple of chapters to my other story ^_^
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