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#at this point i'm just waiting for bambi to go to college so i can move them out to a lot that plays nicer fdjdssfd
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the horror when you move to an apartment in the same complex as your prev one and rack up immense debt
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Spotlight: A Life Of A Troubled Celebrity Heartthrob Chapter 6
Word Count: 4,766
"This way please," the usher led Colson and Y/N to their table. There were people already seated at the table and Y/N's eyes widened as she recognized some of them.
"Sorry we're late, we had a bit of a stalker situation," Colson announced to the table as he pulled out a chair for Y/N.
"Sweets these are my friends-friends this is my wife. Let's fine tune the details later shall we?" Colson said, as he took a seat next to Y/N.
"Hi," Y/N waved shyly at everyone.
"Dude-you cannot drop a bomb like that and-sorry Y/N I'm Dominic-and this is my heartbeat, Maya," Dom held out his hand and Y/N couldn't help but stare.
"Oh my gosh! Dominic Harrison!" she whimpered.
"That's what she said," Dom and Colson fist-bumped and high-fived each other, laughing. Dom's wife gave him the eye and he winked at her. Dom was topping the charts along with Colson. It was no wonder they were friends.
"Never mind these two delinquents," Maya said rolling her eyes, "I'm Maya and this here is Riley and Nathan her husband."
"Y/F/N Y/L/N," Y/N extended her hand.
"Point of correction sweets- you're now a Baker. I made it official," Colson raised her hand and kissed her wedding ring.
"Duly noted husband," Y/N smiled.
"Colson Baker you're so extra," Maya rolled her eyes again, "I'm going to the rest room, I need a break from all of you," Dom stood and kissed her before letting her go.
"I think I'll come with you, if you don't mind," Y/N said, as she followed behind.
"So how's married life so far?" Maya asked as they freshened up their already perfect make-up.
"Complicated," Y/N said.
"I know but it gets better. Promise," she squeezed Y/N's hand.
"A couple of months ago, I never expected any of this..I guess I will have to adjust with time," she voiced her concerns.
"I know..it took me a bit of time to adjust but Dominic was so patient with me. Just be patient with Colson, he may seem a bit difficult at times but he's a good guy deep down inside. It may be hard now but don't put too much pressure on yourself, just take it one day at a time okay?" Maya reassured her.
"Thank you," Y/N smiled, "I really needed to hear that."
"Do you want to exchange numbers? I might get busy but I can always call you back if you send me an app or something," Maya took her phone out of her bag, "what's your number?"
"You don't have to Maya, I know how busy you are and I wouldn't want to impose-" Y/N protested.
"Y/N, you're one of us now..Colson and Dom are like family..and I know how overwhelming it can be," Maya laid a hand on Y/N's shoulder, "I think you could use a friend who is in the same struggles, don't you think?"
"Yeah, you're right. Most of my friends a still in college and are as clueless as I am," Y/N punched her number into Amaya's phone and she did the same.
"Y/F/N Baker! Can I have my wife back please?" Dom called out from behind the door.
"Same goes for you Maya Eve-Harrison!" Colson voiced.
"You two are incorrigible!" Maya remarked as the door swung open.
"That's why you love me babe," Dom put his hand over her shoulder and kissed her cheek.
"What took you so long sweets?" Colson said as he put his hand around her waist.
"Maya was just telling me all your deep, dark secrets," Y/N teased and Colson laughed.
"If you wanted to know all you had to do was ask Bambi. But you would have to listen at your own risk and I would have to put a disclaimer on everything that I told you..plus divorce is not an option," he put a hand on her exposed back and electricity shot through her body, by just a simple touch.
"Colson, we still haven't had "the talk"," she stopped and looked up at him, "I still don't know what we are.."
"Are you hungry?" Colson asked.
"What's that-"
"Yes or no?" he persisted.
"Not really.." she furrowed her brow, wondering where he was going with this.
"Good. We can go and have that talk now. Come this way," he led her out into a dimly lit garden and they sat on a padded bench, in a secluded area.
"We don't have to do it now-I was just-" Y/N started. She had no words to say now that she was presented with the opportunity. she had gone over this conversation so many times in her head but now that Colson was sitting here, right in front of her, staring at her with those intense ocean-blue eyes and angelic face, she froze-mesmerized with how gorgeous he truly was.
"You know what they say Bambi; strike while it hot sweets," he took her hand and rubbed the back of her palm like he usually did. If only he knew how that affected her..her hear was beating against her rib-cage and she was sure he could hear it.
"Let me go first?" he suggested.
"No-let me..There's something I need to tell you first.." she pursed her lips into a thin line.
"You know that you can trust me right?" he tilted her chin up gently.
"Yes..that's why I need to tell you..that..I was once raped by my ex-boy-"
"Y/N stop..you don't have to re-live that whole thing again," Colson held her by the shoulders and saw tears glistening in her eyes.
"Let me..I want to.." she bit her bottom lip, "Don't interrupt okay?" Colson nodded quietly.
"We had been dating for about two years and it was on prom night. We had already agreed that we wouldn't have sex like everyone else had planned but we would wait until after college or whenever I felt I was ready," tears rolled down her cheeks as she narrated the horrible ordeal, "We went to an after party at one of his friend's house since the parents were away-and I only had a couple of drinks but I started to feel woozy and I asked him to take me home, but he carried me to a room upstairs and told me to lie down for a bit."
"Did he-" Colson clenched his fist and Y/N held a hand to his lips and continued. It was obvious that he had used the oldest trick in the book-the date **** drug
"He started to strip off my dress as soon as he locked the door-I tried to protest-to push him off to reason with him..but he was like man..possessed..he had a scary look on his face and it's like he couldn't hear what I was saying.." she gulped and Colson wiped the tears from her face, his heart breaking along with hers.
"I was powerless..he raped me..repeatedly..until I passed out," she shook as sobs racked her body. Colson pulled her into his arms and held her as she cried. Never had he felt such intense pain for another human being-he felt like some one had ripped his heart out and beat in with a hammer until it was in shreds. He blinked back tears unsuccessfully, until he just allowed them to slide down his face, uninhibited.
Colson had never felt the need or instinct to protect anyone but that feeling invaded his mind, body and soul right now. He would find the bastard and make him rue the day he saw the light of day. Anyone who caused Y/N such unspeakable pain deserved nothing better than to pay for what he did. Colson soothed her the only way he knew how..he sang.
𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’π’“π’π’…, 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’Šπ’• 𝒂𝒍𝒍 
𝑯𝒂𝒅 π’Žπ’š π’„π’‚π’Œπ’† π’π’π’˜Β 
π‘«π’Šπ’‚π’Žπ’π’π’…π’”, π’ƒπ’“π’Šπ’π’π’Šπ’‚π’π’•, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒆𝒍 π‘¨π’Šπ’“ π’π’π’˜Β 
𝑯𝒐𝒕 π’”π’–π’Žπ’Žπ’†π’“ π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•π’”, π’Žπ’Šπ’…-π‘±π’–π’π’šΒ 
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 π’šπ’π’– 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 π’˜π’†π’“π’† 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’π’…Β 
𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’„π’“π’‚π’›π’š π’…π’‚π’šπ’”, π’„π’Šπ’•π’š π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•π’”Β 
𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’š π’šπ’π’–'𝒅 π’‘π’π’‚π’š π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’Žπ’† π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† 𝒂 π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’…
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’šπ’π’–π’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’ˆπ’π’• π’π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’Žπ’š π’‚π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍?Β 
𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?
𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’π’“π’π’…, π’π’Šπ’• π’Šπ’• 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒔 π’Žπ’š π’”π’•π’‚π’ˆπ’† π’π’π’˜ π‘ͺπ’‰π’‚π’π’π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‚π’π’ˆπ’†π’π’” π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’†π’˜ π’‚π’ˆπ’† π’π’π’˜Β 
𝑯𝒐𝒕 π’”π’–π’Žπ’Žπ’†π’“ π’…π’‚π’šπ’”, π’“π’π’„π’Œ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 
𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’š π’šπ’π’–'𝒅 π’‘π’π’‚π’š 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’† 𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’”π’‰π’π’˜Β 
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’šπ’” 𝑰 π’ˆπ’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’Œπ’π’π’˜
𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 π’‘π’“π’†π’•π’•π’š 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’†π’π’†π’„π’•π’“π’Šπ’„ 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’šπ’π’–π’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’ˆπ’π’• π’π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’Žπ’š π’‚π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍?Β 
𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?
Y/N looked up at him and smiled through her tears. He wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. She seemed better.
"You're okay?" he asked as he pushed back the loose tendrils of her hair.
"Yes but you forgot to sing the best part of the song," she teased.
"Is that so Miss Lana Fanatic? I can't seem to remember that part though? But since you're clealy a fan maybe you can help me out" he held his chin and pretended to be deep in thought. They broke into laughter and started to sing the bridge together.
𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒅, π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’ˆπ’†π’• 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 
𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’š π’Žπ’‚π’Β 
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 π’„π’π’Žπ’†π’”, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 π’Žπ’† 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 
𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž π’Šπ’ 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 π’Žπ’† π’Šπ’‡Β 
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’ˆπ’“π’‚π’„π’†, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’ƒπ’π’…π’šΒ 
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 π’Žπ’‚π’Œπ’†π’” π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‚π’π’π’‚ π’‘π’‚π’“π’•π’šΒ 
𝑯𝒆'𝒔 π’Žπ’š 𝒔𝒖𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’‚π’Œπ’†π’” π’Žπ’† π’”π’‰π’Šπ’π’† π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† π’…π’Šπ’‚π’Žπ’π’π’…π’”
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’šπ’π’–π’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰 π’ˆπ’π’• π’π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’' 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’Žπ’š π’‚π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍?Β 
𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’, 𝑰 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’šπ’π’– π’˜π’Šπ’π’Β 
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?
π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π’šπ’π’– π’”π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝑰'π’Ž 𝒏𝒐 π’π’π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’?
( Credit: Lana Del Rey -Young & Beautiful lyrics)
"You're perfect Y/N. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Let's get out of here," Colson said as he stood and pulled her up along with him.
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It was the last week of the tour and the last stop was in Brussels. Those that had left during only left Ashleigh and Reggie. Y/N was disqualified from the competition since she was married to Colson. Sommer was obviously eliminated after a month but she stayed on as Slim's girlfriend. Slim was fired but was serving his notice until the end of the tour. He was hospitalized a couple of more times due to an OD but he still refused to go back to rehab.
Sommer was equally hooked but she had brief moments of sanity now and again. Colson had washed his hands of them both and was trying to get his life back on track. He had a few slip ups but they were less frequent.
"Yes Mom, I will be home after the weekend," Y/N said as she spoke to her Mom on Facetime.
"Which home?" Mrs Y/M/L/N asked with slight irritation.
"I-We haven't decided yet," Y/N frowned. She would have to speak to Colson about their living arrangements when they got back home.
"Hmmph..So does that mean you're not coming back to Cleveland? What about school? You're already two weeks behind," she reprimanded her daughter.
"I know-I will catch up okay?" Y/N sighed. She avoided calling her mother nowadays because it always ended badly. Mrs Y/M/L/N had altercations with her daughter every chance she got and it was beginning to take it's toll. When would her mother get over the fact that she was a grown woman and capable of making her own decisions? After all she was a married woman now wasn't she?
"Don't waste your life for-" Mrs Y/M/L/N began to lecture.
"Listen Mom, I've got to go. Love you bye." Y/N slammed her MacBook shut and sighed heavily as she massaged her temples.
"Everything okay Bambi?" Colson said as he climbed into bed with her. They were sleeping in the same bed ever since their heart to heart but hadn't been intimate yet. Colson didn't want to pressure her after confession. He promised Y/N he wouldn't take it to the next level unless and until she explicitly told him so, in her sober senses preferably.
Over the weeks she came close to telling him because it became more and more difficult for her to exercise restraint. Especially when he spooned her in nothing but his boxers, what was a girl to do? Maybe it was time for her to stop throwing subtle hits and just seduce him or come out and say it. He was her husband after all wasn't he?
"It's Mom but let's not talk about it okay?" she fluffed her pillow and faced him.
"I'm all in sweets," he said softly, "You know that right?" he stroked her cheek gently with the back of his hand.
"Yes, but-it's nice to hear you finally say it?" she couldn't help but smile.
"Did you ever doubt it? Did I ever give you a reason to-scratch that?" he shook his head and laughed, "Look I don't know how to relationship because I haven't-what I'm trying to say is you make me better. I'm willing to try to be a better man..for you," he pledged.
"Colson-I want to believe you but-I'm scared.." she revealed, her lips trembling.
"I know baby," he held her head against his chest and stroked her hair, "I'm scared too..I've never done this before and-I'm afraid to hurt you. I would rather die first than to break your heart again," he lamented.
"I don't know if I can trust you with my heart-and yet I still want to be with you," she confessed. Y/N had known this all along but she could no longer be in denial. She was in love with Colson Baker but she wasn't sure how he felt. She knew she was skirting on thin ice by putting her heart on the line, but the heart wants what it wants.
"I've tried to stay away from you-believe me I've tried..but it's like the harder I try the more I'm drawn to you. You keep pulling me in like a magnet.. I can't seem to get away from you no matter how hard I try," he turned to look at her, his blue eyes reflecting a stormy sea.
"Maybe we weren't meant to be?" she whispered, her voice breaking.
"Please don't say that?" he held her face, his eyes silently pleading with her.
"It doesn't have to be this hard," she sighed in defeat.
"Then we shouldn't make it hard," he implored, "let's take each day as it comes. I'm willing to try Y/N...and for me that's saying a lot."
It was after 2am and they had just got back from the airport but Colson felt like they needed to have this talk, sooner rather than later. He didn't want to drag her along blindly, she had a right to know where she stood. If he wasn't certain before he was certain now..he would give this relationship all he had.
"I know..but I don't want to put my heart out there and-"
"I will never hurt you intentionally-or let me put it this way; I apologize in advance and ask for your forgiveness in advance- for anything that I might do or say to hurt you. I'm still new at this so please be patient with me baby? Can you do that for me? For us?" he cajoled.
"Okay..let's give it a try," their eyes met and his lips tilted up involuntarily.
"Really sweets? You're sure? I'm not going to let you change you mind after this. I know I'm a bit intoxicated- but I will remember this." he laughed softly.
She seemed uncertain and he really didn't want to pressure her into anything but all he knew was that he wanted this girl in his life. He would do anything to keep her, even if it meant him making some drastic lifestyle changes. Maybe then she would be convinced about how serious he was about their relationship.
"Yeah. I'm sure," she nodded, smiling.
Although she wasn't certain of the consequences of her decision-and she knew there would be- she wanted to be with him. Against her better judgement she agreed to his terms and she hoped that he was as sincere as he looked.
"Thank you baby..you don't know how much this means to me," Colson heaved a sigh of relief.
"Just promise me that we will always be honest with each other-no matter how painful," Y/N swallowed hard, "Promise?"
"I promise," Colson replied with sincerity as he leaned forward and moulded his lips with hers.
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"You need to get up and get ready Bambi," Colson called out from the bathroom, "I need you to accompany me somewhere in the next hour."
"Where are we going this time Baker?" she mumbled as she stumbled out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom.
"You'll see," he smiled and kissed her forehead; before walking out of the room.
"Ahhh," Y/N massaged her temples as she sat on the toilet seat, "My head..."she groaned loudly.
Her head was pounding and she felt like it didn't belong to her. She had become addicted to brufen and alcohol she admitted grudgingly to herself. They had another wild after party after Colson's concert. Tomorrow he was closing off his tour and they would be another party to seal the tour. Life with Colson was a constant party and the only way she could cope was alcohol and more alcohol, day after day, event after event, party after party, night after night.
"We will sleep it off sweets don't over think it. It's not like you have work or school tomorrow. Just let loose okay?" was Colson's mantra for her.
Colson was always the life of the party and always surrounded by people. Y/N had learned the names of some of them but she met new faces almost everyday and she couldn't keep up. A part of her missed home (minus her grouchy mother) and her friends..her real friends. She was kind of relieved to be heading back home on Sunday evening. This lifestyle was draining and it was turning her into something that she's not.
Y/N turned on the shower head and the warm water beat down her back soothingly. She turned around as she heard Colson open door.
"Your outfit is on the bed sweets. Please hurry we're running late," he said said and left quickly. He closed the door and leaned against it. This was harder than he thought and it was the longest he had gone without getting some. This celibacy thing was going to be the death of him.
"Deep breaths Colson," he mumbled to himself before dashing out again.
"Let's go Baker," Y/N tapped on his door and when he didn't respond she went into the room to search for him. She heard someone throwing up in the bathroom so she made her way there. Colson was kneeling over the toilet wrenching his guts out.
"Are you okay babe?" Y/N knelt beside him and rubbed his back. He nodded weakly before spilling his guts out once again. Y/N got a wet towel and wiped the sweat of his face and looked at him with concern. She got water in a glass and gave it to him to rinse him. He rinsed his mouth and collapsed back onto the floor.
"Rain-check?" He groaned as he leaned against the wall. His shirt was lying on the floor; his jeans unbuttoned, leaving his torso in full view. Y/N tried not to stare and concentrated on his pale face instead.
"Yeah-of course," she furrowed her brows, "are you okay?" she absently rubbed his jean-clad thigh.
"I'm-not sweets-I'm not," he shook his head. His face was flushed; beads of sweat were forming on his forehead again.
"Can I drive you to the hospital or something?"she crouched in front of him and pushed his hair back as she felt his temperature, "you're burning up babe!" she exclaimed as she stood up, picked up his shirt from the floor and gave it to him, "we're going to the hospital now-no arguments please,"she said firmly as she helped him put his shirt back on.
"Hmm, you're so sexy when you talk tough Bambi," he drawled.
"It's nice to see you still have your perverted sense of humor," she commented dryly, "Can you get up or should I get Jax?"
"I gave him the day off sweets. It's just you and me today," he scrunched his face and pushed himself up against the wall and staggered out of the room, with Y/N's help.
"Which car are we taking?" Y/N asked as she scanned the car keys lined on the garage wall.
"Ferrari would be fitting for this I guess. The sooner we get there the better-." he winced, his breathing unsteady.
"You're going to let me drive your Ferrari??" Y/N was shocked to say the least.
"It's no biggy sweets. You're my wife aren't you? What's mine is yours," he kissed her softly and smiled.
"Is that so Baker?" Y/N tried not to blush.
"Sure thing babe," he winked at her.
Y/N opened the car door and helped him slip inside. She adjusted the seat so he could lie back and strapped his seat belt. She jumped into the car and smiled at Baker as she drove out of the garage. He winked at her again, squeezing her hand before lying back on his seat. She couldn't believe that she was driving a Ferrari-and not just any Ferrari-it was Colson Baker's prized possession.
"You okay..?" Y/N glanced over at him briefly.
"Yeah.." Colson said with his eyes still closed, his teeth chattering.
"According to the GPS we're almost there," she glanced at him, trying not to panic.
"I trust you baby. Do what you need to do okay?" Colson's body began to tremble slightly as Y/N swerved the car in front of the hospital's entrance, "Can you walk or should I get a nurse to bring a stretcher or wheelchair?" she unbuckled her seat belt and went over to his side.
"No..I think I can manage..just help me out," he stepped out of the car and put his arm around Y/N's shoulder. Fortunately, the hospital wasn't so busy so they were assisted quickly. The nurse led them into the private ward and helped place him on the bed.
"Dr Lander will be here shortly," she announced before leaving.
Y/N sank into a chair by his bedside and took his hand. He seemed to have gotten worse, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely. At least he was in a place where he could get help, she thought to herself.
"Good evening, I am Dr Lander. What can we do for the famous Colson Baker?" the doctor asked as he stepped forward and began to examine Colson, "you must be..his girlfriend?" He looked like he had just graduated from med school and was part of Colson's band.
"I'm his-" Y/N began.
"She's my wife Doctor, so she's off limits," Colson threatened.
"Okay, now that's out of the way, let's get down to why you're here," Dr Lander laughed and put a thermometer under Colson's arm.
"I feel lousy," Colson mumbled.
"Care to elaborate on that Mr Baker?"
"Sweets, can you?" he asked, breathless.
"He was throwing up and is feverish. So I brought him here," Y/N advised, "That's all I got- sorry Doc," she shrugged.
"I think that should suffice," Dr Lander pursed his lips as he began to type on his iPad, "I think it's either food or alcohol poisoning. Have you been drinking a lot?"
"Yeah..we have..," Y/N said, guilt written all over her face.
"I figured," he muttered, "You're on tour right?" Dr Lander asked.
"Yeah," Colson replied, "No lectures please okay Doc?"
"Got it," he nodded, "How about a prescription and a recommendation for a thorough detox?" Dr Lander suggested.
"I think I can work with that Doc," Colson answered.
"Great, let me get you on a drip and get a nurse to prepare the rest of your meds. Sounds good?" he started to set up the drip while he talked.
"Music to my ears Doc," Colson replied.
"Just one last request..you don't happen to have any concert tickets lying around do you? I tried to get but they were sold out on the first day they went on sale," he sighed.
"I can do you a real solid and get you two VIP tickets," Colson grinned at the doctor.
"Really??" Dr Lander gushed, "My girlfriend is going to be so..Wow! Thanks a lot man!" Dr Lander couldn't stop smiling, "let me get your other meds. I'll be right back so we can discuss the concert further."
"Babe- not to be a party-pooper but do you think you will be well enough to perform tomorrow night?" Y/N asked with concern
"I'll be okay sweets. I feel better already actually," Colson took her hand and brushed his fingers over it like he liked to do. She almost lost her trail of thought but she fought to focus on what they were talking about.
"If you're sure," she replied with uncertainty.
"Hey, I'll be okay. Don't worry you pretty little head," he lifted her hand to his lips, "Thanks for caring Bambi," he winked at her.
"Right, I think I've got everything," Dr Lander burst into the room after some time, "I think you can go home with your beautiful wife."
"She's is a beauty isn't she Doc? And she doesn't even know it," Y/N blushed as Colson looked at her pointedly. He sat up as the doctor removed the drip.
"Well at least she has you to remind her constantly and to sing about it too," Dr Lander smiled.
"Thanks for everything Doc. My driver will drop off your tickets tomorrow morning," Colson said as they walked out of the hospital.
"Thanks Colson. I really appreciate it man. I am such a huge fan! My girlfriend too.. You have no idea what this means to me," Dr Lander beamed, "Nice wheels! Wow!" he walked round the car, trailing his fingers on the body.
"If you're not too busy you can join us for the after party at the hotel. We're staying at the Hilton," Colson offered before he jumped into the car.
"I'm so there man! Can I bring my girlfriend along?"
"Of course. I'm going to string mine along as always," Colson smiled at Y/N.
"Great! See you tomorrow then," Dr Lander waved at them as they drove off.
"Are you feeling any better?" Y/N asked Colson, her eyes fixed on the road.
"Yeah, thanks for being here for me sweets. I appreciate it," he squeezed her hand.
"That's what wives are for," she winked at him and turned on the radio.
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