So this is Starkid one-shot #1. I really need word ideas, so either PM me or write a review and just tell me some words I could write about. This one-shot includes Breredith & Laurwalk.
Disclaimer: I don't own Starkid or anything in conjunction with it.
Meredith's POV:
"Brian!" he was stuck in Studio 1. "BRIAN!" I tried to run through, but I felt a hand sharply pull me back.
"You can't go in there Mere, the place is in ruins," That would be Lolo, as usual. "Look Mere, I know it's Brian, but you can't just run in there willy-nilly! Anyway, the firemen should be here any minute." I was still so scared for him, he could die in there!
"BRIAN!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping for an answer in the smoky depth in front of me. Sadly, no reply was heard.
Brain and I had been going out for a month now, and only yesterday did we make it public. The fans were ecstatic, writing things called "fan fiction" about us and were apparently "shipping" us together. I used to (and still am to the day) be a fangirl and know exactly what they mean. Kinda sweet I guess... But none of that could keep my mind off the current situation.
It was my fault that Brian was in there. I should have known better than to lock Joey in his dressing room. I should have looked to see if the gas pipe was still there. I should have stopped rehearsing as soon as i smelt the smoke. Brian went in to find Joey, but Joey was alive and well out here, and Brian was in there.
"BRIAN!" I started to break down, "Brian..."
"It's ok Mere, They'll find him." Lauren was always comforting like this.
"But Lo... What if they don't? What if Brian is dead!" I fell onto the concrete and sobbed, "I love him Lo... I love him..."
"Shh... I know Mere. Everything will be alright."
Brolden's POV:
"JOEY! JOEY!" Where was he? "JOEY! I WILL FIND YOU!" It felt like I had been in there for hours, searching the corridors and rooms for my best friend. "Joey..." I was struggling for breath through the smoke, "Joey... Where... are... you...?" My legs were aching, my head was spinning, "Joey..." And I fell into darkness.
Meredith's POV:
They gave me a shock blanket. Seriously! I need kore than a little piece of wool. The other Starkids were talking to the firefighters about the building layout. This was my chance. I crept over to the metal and wood that had collapsed in on itself next to the main entrance and found a small gap, probably big enough for Lo and I to fit through. The guys wouldn't stand a chance at fitting in there. I slowly made my way into the fiery chaos that was Studio 1 and ran. I dodged and weaved and fell many times. I was determined to find him.
"BRIAN! BRIAN! IT'S MERE! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" No reply. As I made my way backstage, I saw the picture I made for Dylan burning up in flames. I worked hard on that... "BRIAN!" We was he? "Brian..." My chest was getting tighter, "Brian..." My breath was slow and heavy, "Brian..." As I finally came back into the open, I crawled up onto the stage, where I found Brian lying face first into the burning wood.
Brolden's POV:
It was like a dream; running next to Joey, Mere, Lo, Walker, Darren, Jim, Moses, Julia, Jaime and A.J. We had just finished that scene in MAMD where Joey is running, and I felt like it would go on forever. Falling down through smoke and ash felt the exact same way, but I couldn't get up. I heard a voice in my head, I heard Meredith shouting my name, looking for me. I opened my eyes, watched her frantically run past. I wanted to shout out, I wanted to get her out. But I couldn't. She disappeared, leaving me alone once more. Any breath could have been my last. And then I woke up.
I realised the fire beneath my head, the flames curling around me. And there she was, like an angel coming to take me away.
"Mere...?" I struggled to get out. She was coughing and heaving, but I could make out, Brian... Its you... She fell right next to me, screaming in pain. I struggled to sit her and myself up, but I did it. Her left leg had been pierced by falling wood, and her ankle looked shattered. My right arm and doubled in size and was broken, my left leg pouring blood. "Mere... I'm *cough* here now... *cough*"
"Oh Brian... We'e not getting out, are we?" Trust Mere to find the worst in everything.
"Mere, I don't think we will. So let us spend our last remaining minutes wisely." Then i scooped her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips met and moulded to one another.
"Brian..." Meredith pulled away, "I love you"
"I love you too Mere" Was the last thing I ever said to her before the flames engulfed us and we fell into darkness together.
A/N I know, sad right! I'm still needing words from you all.
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