Clary's POV:
As soon as I get in the car I see the look on Luke's face.
He looks irritated.
I buckle quickly due to the incident of what happened earlier.
Luke backs out slowly this time but slams the gas as soon as he is out of his parking space.
"Luke what the hell?" I ask him.
"Sorry it's just Calum." He says frowning.
"Why what happened?" I ask Luke.
"He practically kicked me out of the band. I don't know he said he will talk to the boys about it but I highly doubt they will get their way." Luke says.
I gasp. No. Way.
"Luke stop." I say.
"Stop what?" He asks me.
"Stop liking me. It'll hurt me to know I was the reason you got kicked out of the band." I say.
"No.. I won't do that." Luke says.
"Luke Robert Hemmings! I am not asking you! I am telling you!" I yell at him.
"Stop. You don't know what your saying." Luke says to me.
I have to make him hate me. I hate the idea of it but I have to.
"Luke I hate you! You don't understand how much I hate you! I never really loved you!" I yell at him.
Luke looks over at me with tears in his eyes. I feel horrible now.
He isn't watching the road. I look in front of us and see he ran a red light.
"LUKE!" I screech. I close my eyes and then I jolt forward. I feel something push my back. It wasn't the air bag though. I hit my head on the back of the seat and I groan.
I sit there and force myself to open my eyes. I can't. Why can't I open my eyes?
Oh my gosh! Luke!
I open my eyes quickly but eventually get a headache from the lights.
I look over at him and he looks horrible. His arms are bruised and he has cuts and bruises all over his face.
Tears fill my eyes and I shake him. He doesn't open his eyes.
"Luke?" I ask, tears taking advantage of my dry eyes. I softly move the hair out of his face.
"Luke?" I ask again.
Oh my gosh. This can't be happening.
"Luke please wake up." I scream.
I see red and blue lights and assume it's the ambulance.
I eventually fell dizzy. I lay back and close my eyes and block everything out then everything goes black.
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I wake up in the hospital. I look around and see Michael and Ashton in here.
But why?
They notice I'm awake and they rush over to me.
"Hey clary are you okay?" They ask me.
"Yeah.. Fine.. Where's Luke? Is he okay?" I ask.
They look at eachother and then look back at me with a nervous look on their faces.
"What?" I say chuckling. "I mean he's okay right?" I ask starting to get worried.
They look down and then look back up at me.
Tears fill my eyes and I ask again," Is Luke okay?" I yell at them.
"He's umm.. Okay.. yeah but he might not make it." They say with tears filling his eyes.
"I have to see him." I say getting up from the bed. I grab the thingy that helps me breath and start to walk out.
"Clary.. I wouldn't." Michael says to me.
"You can't stop me."
I say turning around.
"Clary he.. He doesn't look good you might not want to see him like that." Ashton says.
"I don't care Ashton. I love him!" I say. As soon as I said "I love him" I remembered what I said to him.
I put my hand over my mouth and let the tears come out.
I walk fast towards the room next to mine because Michael said he was in there.
I walk in and I cry even louder.
I rush over to him and sit down.
Calum comes up to my and touches my shoulder but I push him away.
"I'll leave you alone with him." Calum says sniffling.
I scoot the chair closer to his bed and push the hair out of his face.
The tears just won't stop.
I wipe my tears away. I don't know where to start.
Oh gosh. Where do I begin?
"Hey Luke. So um. I don't really know what to say but umm. I just wanted to tell you that I didn't mean it when I said I didn't love you. I love you. For heck sakes I am in love with you. I am in love with you Luke Robert Hemmings. I shouldn't of said what I said. This is all my fault.. All my fault. You can't leave me Luke. I need you. I don't know if you feel the same way but I can't live without you. And if you..... If you go... Then I'll have to go through everyday remembering it's all my fault. Because I lied and said I didn't love you." I tell him.
I gently kiss him on the forehead and sit back down.
I fall asleep holding Luke's hand.
The next morning I wake up and I'm in my original hospital bed. I get up and see Michael.
"Hey can I ask you a question?" I ask Michael.
"Sure anything." He says.
"Um why did Luke have all of those bruises on his arm? I mean I know because of the car crash but.. I don't know I'm being paranoid." I say running my fingers through my hair.
"Well actually the doctors theory is Before the Air bag could hit you Luke stuck his arm out in front of you." Michael says.
I then remember that one thing pushing me back and it wasn't the air bag.
"Okay. So any news? Is he okay?" I ask again.
"The doctors said he should be fine but he might not remember things.." Michael says.
What if he doesn't remember me?
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Random"Luke.. Don't lie to me ever. Pinky promise me you will never leave without saying goodbye." He sticks his pinky out and I wrap mine around his. I lay back down and smile. "I promise." He says, his voice cracking. I know he's lying.. I mean he can'...
