(Y/N) POV:

"Hey I'm gonna go take out the trash really quick." Ricky walked by the front desk with one of the trash bags full of trash.

"Awe thanks!" You smiled at him as he walked by. You always hated taking the trash out.

It was a nice summer evening, the sun was just setting and the warm air was still looming around outside. It had been a rather busy day due to the nice weather, which is why Ricky decided to come along and help you out again in the shop. You had just taught him how to use the register today and you found it particularly cute when he would have to call you over for help.

He had seen how stressed you were getting about all this marriage stuff so he really wanted to help in any way he could as well. It was getting late and Ricky was once again helping you close like he normally did. You stood up from the one stool that you normally sat on and walked to the front door. There was a chalkboard sign that you had gotten for the shop sitting in front of one of the windows. You walked over quickly and as you did you heard someone from behind you.

"AYE LITTLE BITCH STILL HASN'T CLOSED HER SHOP YET!" You recognize this voice all too well. It was the man who had hit you weeks earlier. Did he really not have anything else to do?

"Excuse me?" You turned on your heels so you were face to face with him. The disgusting smell of alcohol hit you as he went to speak again. You traced the smell to the empty beer bottle he was holding in his hand. Great not you had to deal with a drunk lunatic.

"YOU HEARD ME!" He slurred out barely able to stand on his own two feet.

"Sir you need to leave." You sighed hoping he would just leave.

"NO YOU BITCH!" He was getting on your nerves at this point, sure he was drunk but did he really have to keep calling you a bitch?

"I would really appreciate it if you would stop calling me a bitch." You shot back bitterly at him. Your eyes glanced into the shop for a split second hoping Ricky wouldn't be inside. You loved him a lot but he could also get over protective sometimes. At the end of the day it wasn't worth him getting hurt over.

"WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT HUH?" The man just kept going! There was no stopping for him. He continued to stumble around on the pavement almost falling. Out of the good in your heart you grabbed his arm so he wouldn't completely fall over.

"DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!!" He spat out at you as you quickly retracted your arm back.

All of a sudden the man's face turned from anger to rage. You watched as he lunged forward at you. He raised the beer bottle above his head and as you tried to move away it hit you square on the head. Your vision became blurry as you reached up feeling the blood that was now pouring out from your head. How psycho could this guy be?

After he hit you he ran off probably not wanting to get caught by the cops. You slowly stumbled your way back into the shop trying to stay conscious. You looked towards the back and watched as Ricky came in through the back door. You leaned your arm on the counter bending over not being able to stand straight up without getting light headed.

"Ricky....." You whispered hoping he would somehow hear you. Was this really happening right now? You took your hand away from your head and looked down at it to see it covered in your blood.

"Hey babe? Does anything need to be restocked in the front?" Ricky's voice became harder and harder to make out as you slowly slipped out of consciousness. You quickly sat down, your back against the counter, the headache you had begun you pound harder and harder. All of a sudden before you knew it, you were out cold.

Ricky's POV:

I enjoyed helping (Y/N) out in the shop a lot. It gave me something to do and it was nice to be able to help her destress a little bit. I was currently digging through our extra storage in the back of the shop, but (Y/N) never replied to me if we needed anything more up front. Maybe she was just cleaning up outside. I decided to go look for myself just incase she was busy and she didn't hear me.

"Did you hear me?? (Y/N)??" I walked back up to the front and was met with something that just about made me break down right then and there.

"(Y/N)!?!?" I ran quickly over to where she was passed out on the floor with blood all over her head. What had happened? Her head was definitely cut open but why? There wasn't time for questions, she needed a hospital and now.

"Baby wake up come on..." I slowly picked her up and carried her out to my car.

"R-Ricky?" She spoke up a bit as I buckled her into the seat. I quickly ran over and got into the driver's seat, grabbing her hand with my free one.

"You're gonna be okay just stay with me..." I looked at her slowly open her eyes as I pulled out of the parker spot I was in. She nodded slowly and continued to stare out at the now dark sky.

"Here take this." I took my jacket off and handed it over to her. "Put it on your head to stop the bleeding." She nodded once again and did what I told her to do.

"Ricky it was him again....." She looked at me, I could feel the sad eyes she had as I kept my own on the road. "He started calling me a bitch and he was really drunk and he hit me really hard and OW MY HEAD HURTS." She wasn't making any sense to me at all, but she was in pain and couldn't get her thoughts across well enough right now. The adrenaline was wearing off as well which wasn't going to be fun on her part.

"Don't worry about that right now babe, just focus on staying awake." The hospital wasn't that far away but with me hitting all these damn red lights it seemed like it was taking hours to get there. I slowly squeezed (Y/N)'s hand a little harder as I didn't want her losing consciousness again.

"Ricky can you loosen your grip? It's hurting my hand." She laughed a little as she rubbed my hand with her thumb.

"Yeah sorry I'm just worried you're gonna go out again..." I sighed as I finally pulled into the hospital. She was definitely one touch cookie, she hasn't even cried once. I parked the car in the emergency room section of the hospital parking lot.

I quickly got out of the car and walked over to the other side. (Y/N) opened the door and I bent over picking her up carefully bridal style. She kept the jacket on as I carried her into the hospital.

"Oh no that doesn't look good." The woman at the front desk looked over at the both of us seeing how bad (Y/N) was really bleeding.

"I think she was hit or something, I wasn't there when it happened. I just found her passed out on the floor." I walked closer to the front desk as we both looked over at the lady.

"Well let me get you a room, follow me this way please." She walked to an open bed and I followed setting (Y/N) on the hospital bed. "Here please just fill this out while you wait for a doctor." I nodded and took the clipboard from the lady before she walked out leaving the two of us alone.

I started reading through the questions and filled out the easy ones. Patient's name? (Y/FN) (Y/LN). Who are they being accompanied by? Ricky Olson. I continued to fill out these questions until I heard the soft sweet voice of (Y/N) come from the bed.

"I'm never being nice to anyone ever again." She brought up the cutest little pouting face and crossed the one free arm she had. I laughed at this and walked over, sitting on the side of the bed.

"And why is that hun?" I gave her a smile and looked at how cute she still was even though she was in so much pain.

"Well when I went out to get the chalkboard that stupid guy who gave me the black eye was there. He started saying stupid shit because he was drunk and I had enough of it so I yelled back. But he almost fell over so I grabbed his arm to catch him and well.....he didn't like that and hit me over the head with his empty beer bottle..." She sighed. How could some guy do this!?!? Especially to a girl like her who was just trying to help. Granted he was drunk so he probably didn't care, but still!

"I'm so sorry baby...." I sighed really not knowing how to make any of this better. As we both sat on the small hospital bed, we heard a knock at the door, it was the doctor again.

"Hello! Miss?" The doctor entered the room. He looked like a normal doctor type guy with a white coat and all that fancy shit.

"Olson" I looked at her confused for a second as to why she would say my last name when we were not married yet. She looked back at me and pointed to the clipboard mouthing "Change it" without the doctor seeing her. I was still confused but I nodded anyway and did what she told me to do.

"And you are?" The doctor looked into my direction but before I could speak I was cut off by (Y/N).

"He's my husband." She spoke flawlessly. I smiled at the doctor and nodded.

"Well what are you two love birds doing here?" The doctor pulled a chair over as both (Y/N) and I explained what happened.

I was mostly concerned that she had fallen out of consciousness, I knew that was never a good thing. The doc nodded along as we kept explaining, butting in every so often to ask a few questions. After a while of him asking (Y/N) how she felt we finally got an answer as to what was going to happen.

"Well I am definitely going to keep you overnight tonight so we can monitor you to make sure you don't have any brain bleeds or anything. You definitely have a concussion and i'm going to put a few stitches in your head so the wound heals nicely." I watched (Y/N) as he gave us this news. I could tell she wasn't happy about having to stay overnight.

The doctor walked out of the room to go grab the stuff to stitch up her head with. I couldn't help but feel bad for her. If I could switch places with her I definitely would have in a heartbeat.

"So uh what was the whole name thing about?" I asked carefully not wanting to upset her even more.

"Oh I had to come to the ER once with one of my exes and they wouldn't let him stay because he wasn't my husband so I figured just to be safe I would steal your last name." She smiled and I completely understood where she was coming from. Nobody would want to be stuck inside a hospital alone? I would have freaked out myself if I couldn't be allowed to stay with her.

"Hey I know this sucks but I'm staying all night with you... got it?" I looked at her completely serious. She nodded and smiled in return.

"Thank you so much." I leaned over and gave her a small kiss as we both waited for the doctor to come back in and stitch her up. Maybe then she could get some rest, after all it was getting late.....

(Y/N) POV:

Getting the stitches really wasn't that bad, sure it stung a bit but Ricky was holding your hand the whole time so you were fine. However you hated the idea of having to stay in a hospital overnight. Ricky could definitely tell how uncomfortable you were too. You sighed and looked out the window getting tired.

"Are you getting tired sleepy head?" Ricky walked over from where he was sitting on the couch. You sighed and looked up at him, you wanted him to sleep next to you but that was nearly impossible to do considering the hospital bed was rather small.

"Yeah...." You frowned at him and he gave you a little frown back.

"Well move over we're making this work." Ricky slowly made his way onto the bed as you moved over closer to the edge. After he got situated in a good position, he pulled you onto his chest.

"You've had a hard enough day.....just get some sleep tonight and i'll make sure we can go home tomorrow morning." You nodded and closed your eyes as Ricky went back to scrolling through his phone while still holding you on his chest. His heart beat became easier to hear as you listened closer. This helped soothe you to sleep as you knew you weren't alone in this, you always had your partner in crime to hold you in those arms that you loved so much.

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"Babe wake up." Ricky slowly rubbed your back as you came back into reality. You sat up, barely remembering at first what had gone on the previous day.

"Hmmm?" You rubbed your eyes as Ricky kissed you on the cheek.

"I talked to the nurses and stuff and they said it was okay for you to leave." You looked over expecting to see sunlight, however your eyes were met with darkness as the window showed what it looked like outside.

"Ricky what time is it?" You groaned just wanting to go back to sleep. Not to mention the pain you were still experiencing in the form of a headache.

"It's 4 am but I figured you would want to sleep in a better bed." He looked at you with hope in his eyes. You couldn't say no to those precious blue eyes.

"Yes please." You pulled yourself up from the hospital bed, with Ricky's help of course, and grabbed everything that you needed to take home with you.

You slowly walked out of the room with Ricky helping to hold you up. He helped you all the way to the car and helped you get in as well. You were just happy to be out of the hell hole that was a hospital.

You sat in silence most of the ride home. Ricky kept his hand in yours as he drove through the streets and gave your hand a squeeze every once in a while. You looked out of the window seeing few cars on the road and the pitch blackness of the early morning.

It didn't take the two of you long to get home. You started to get out of the car on your own, but of course Ricky said that he needed to help you. He ran around and picked you up bridal style again as you laughed at him for doing so. He carried you to the bedroom and laid you on your side of the bed.

"I'm gonna go grab the rest of the stuff from the car." You nodded as he ran back outside to the car. The clothes you had worn the day before were dirty at this point, so you grabbed a pair of Ricky's sweat pants and one of his shirts slipping them both on and setting your dirty clothes in the laundry hamper. You walked back over to the bed and laid down carefully on your pillow so you didn't hurt your head anymore then it already was. Your eyes became heavier as you slowly fell back into your sleep before Ricky could even walk back in. He really had done a lot for you over the past few hours, how were you ever going to thank him enough for keeping up with you? This was definitely something you were going to have to figure out. After all.... His birthday was coming up in the next few weeks and after that was your wedding so maybe you could do something then. But what?