Michael's POV
She's so beautiful. God, I can't get her out of my head.
"How's Kaitlyn, Ash?" I asked still awestruck thinking about Libby.
"She's just so smart and loves music and has a great taste in Ice Cream. Cookie dough." Ashton said dreamily.
"How's Libby?" Ashton asked.
"She's really cute and is A my chemical romance fan so... She's basically perfect." I said smiling. At the thought of her.
I then snapped my head towards the desk where my phone began to vibrate.
I looked at the caller ID and it was Libby.
That's strange.
I picked it up and heard screaming and tears.
"Hello?" I asked frantically.
"Michael?! Michael, are you there?" Someone asked on the other line.
"Yes! Yes I am. Is this Kaitkyn?" I asked as my heart rate accelerated.
"Yes, Michael on the way home we were hit by a car." Kaitlyn said i between crying and screaming.
"I'm riding in the ambulance. I'm okay, but Libby isn't. We'll be at the Albany memorial hospital in 5." She said panicking.
"I'll be in right over. Stay calm and don't let her go." I said, tears forming in my eyes.
Ashton looked at me and stood up. He read my expression and sensed something was wrong.
"What is it?" Ashton asked nervously.
"It's libby and Kaitlyn. They were in a car accident." I asked grabbing my keys from the desk.
"What?! Are they okay?" Ashton asked about to cry.
"Kaitlyn is, but we need to get to the hospital. Fast." I said.
I screamed for Luke and Calum. They rushed down stairs and climbed in the car.
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We made it to the hospital and rushed into the lobby. I Told the nurse at the front desk Libby's name and she pointed towards the ICU.
This can't be good.
I rushed down the hall to see Kaitlyn balling her eyes out outside her room.
Ashton rushed over to her and put his arm around her telling her it was going to be okay.
I opened the door slightly and let myself in.
She was there bruised, bloody and unconscious. Even when she was severely injured she still looked beautiful.
I pulled up a chair next to her and starred at her for a while.
I held her cold hand in mine.
"You know you're going to live. I know it. You're far to beautiful to be dead." I said even though I knew she couldn't hear me.
A doctor in a white coat walked in to check-up on libby. He starred down at Libby, then back up at me.
"Are you her boyfriend?" He asked.
"Um..." I started blushing profusely.
"I would like to be someday, but I guess I'm a friend." I said chuckling nervously.
"Well anyways, your friend here is in critical condition. We're not exactly sure when she's going to wake up. It could be in two hours or two months." He said somberly.
"Really? You can't be serious." I said in disbelief.
"Yes, I'm sorry but it's true. We will have constant monitoring of her by our staff." He said and left leaving the clipboard on the table.
I resumed to my position in the chair next to her bed.
I grabbed her hand once more and started to drift off.
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Hey! Guess what? Too lazy to proofread. I'm sure you're surprised 😂
