Be My Vegas Girl? - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Sharna's P.O.V

I managed to slowly open my eyes sleepily, where was i? i looked around and saw someone slumped in the corner on a chair, he had brownish hair, conor?

"Conor?" I managed to say weakly, my throat dry and lumpy

the boy shot up instantly and came rushing over to me, he placed his hands on my face and began fussing over me

"thank god your ok, god i thought i lost you, dont worry your safe, your in the hospital, your dad and my parents are just getting something to eat, wow thank god your ok"

he pulled me into a hug and i loosely hugged him back

"im sorry Conor"

he pulled away slowly

"sweetie, its Jack, i text Con but... but he hasnt replied.."

I felt my eyes fill up with tears but Jack just brushed my eyes

"hey love, dont cry, im sure hes on his way or something"

i sighed and shook my head

"hes not, he hates me, and its all my fault"

"how?"

I sighed again and Jack pulled the chair he was on closer to the bed before sitting on it, leaning forward and taking my hand in his

"me and Tom split up because we had a huge arguement about me living next to Conor, baring in mind that Conor is kinda one of my biggest celebrity crushes, so i had a go at Conor for it and blanked him completely, probably why he left early without saying goodbye"

Jack began to stroke my face as a few tears fell down, he brushed them away before reaching up and planting a kiss on my forehead

"its ok princess, i promise, he'll come round, dont worry about it, everythings going to be fine, how you feeling by the way?"

i shrugged slightly

"well my head is throbbing and my legs hurt and basically my whole body aches"

he nodded slowly and i looked down at my body, I had 2 bandages around my arm, one on the lower arm on my left arm and one of the high arm on my right, i had bruises on the parts that werent covered and 2 pipes coming out of my hands connected to different machines next to me.

"we'll get you out of here as soon as possible love, i promise"

I nodded slowly and leant back, closing my eyes lightly.

*****

2 days later and I was finally allowed to go home, the doctors had kept me in to run tests on and the police had visited for a statement on what happened. Jack had stayed by me throughout everything and even stayed the nights allowing my dad to go home and get rest.

Jack was taking me home and we were all going out for a meal to celebrate. 

"see, i told you that you'd be fine"

Jack said cheerfully as we exited the hospital, i still had bruises and my leg was still a little painful so he had his arm wrapped around my waist and was holding me up slightly. I nodded slowly, i wasnt in the mood to be happy. Conor hadn't showed up once, Jack had rang and rang and text and text but he just ignored it all. He even ignored his parents when they tried which was definately unusual.

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