R5 Imagines

Rocky and Caitie: Part Two

Rocky’s POV
I got my fantastic box of Frosted Flakes and after paying for everything else I got, I headed out to my Jeep. Apparently, Ross and Rydel also decided to make a late-night food run so I ran into them in the store. Ross had practically forced me to give up one of my boxes of Mac’n’Cheese to this random girl. I was so not happy about that. I was glad I got revenge by taking the last box of cereal but I was still mad. I started the engine and barely moved the car and pulled out of the spot when I saw something out of the window. I stopped the car before something smacked into the right side of my car. I felt myself go pale when I saw someone fall and slide off the front. Oh my gosh. I think I kinda just hit a freaking human being with my car. I. Am. A. Terrible. Person.

I got out of my car and walked around to the other side. I gasped when I realized it was that gorgeously evil chick that I had to share with. She was cold and clammy and she must have really ran into me hard because she didn’t seem to be conscious. I didn’t really know what her name was so I resorted to calling her Beautiful to see if she’d wake up and respond. She didn’t do either so I left her side for a second to get my phone. I knelt down next to her again and decided to call 911. To be honest, the only thing I was worried about was the fact that I might have just killed someone. Calling 911 was not a rarity in our home. I had three accident prone brothers and a clumsy sister so there was many a time that ambulances have arrived in front of our house.  
“911. What is your emergency?” The dispatcher on the other end asked as soon as I called.
“This girl was running in the parking lot and I was about to pulled out my car but I stopped when I saw her. She didn’t see me so she kept running and slammed into the hood of my car.”
“You said she was running?”
“Yes.”
“And is she conscious?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Okay please stay on the line until I tell you to hang up. Rescuers are being sent to your location. Please meet them and direct them to the scene."

“Mmkay.”
She asked where we were and then asked me to take the girl’s pulse to make sure her heart was still beating. She had a really weak pulse so I was directed to give her CPR. I was tempted to say I didn’t know CPR but then I realized this was human life at stake and I had a chance to save it. Gosh, I really hope she doesn’t wake up during any of this. Suddenly, her chest started rising and falling again and she slowly opened her eyes.

 “Eww. Were you kissing me?” She eventually asked.

“No.” I replied. “I was giving you CPR cuz you were about to die.”
“Sure…” She rolled her eyes. Gosh, even when she was barely breathing, she was sassy. I liked her but I’d never admit that to her face. 
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An ambulance arrived and I went with them to the ER since she didn’t seem to have anyone else with her. I really hated the fact that I was in love with this girl that I didn't even know. The worst part is that I don't think she even liked me. I decided that I had to get over my feelings cuz this really wasn't even about me. A nurse let me into the room where she was and I was told that one her lungs had collapsed. I felt awful but I was she was okay now. When I was left alone in the hospital room with the beautiful girl, I realized I could have asked the nurse what the girl's name was. I stood next to the bed and held her small hand. I felt like a creep for standing there and watching her sleep but she looked so pretty and peaceful and I was just happy she was alive.

Caitie's POV

I kept my eyes closed and continued pretending to sleep. I knew that if the nurse knew I was awake, she'd bring Troublemaker in to talk to me or something.  Unfortunately, my plan didn't work because I could hear the nurse talking to someone and knew exactly who that guy's voice belonged to. I felt him take my hand in his and tried not to crack a smile. He let out a sigh and rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb.

"Hey…I know you can't hear me and that's probably a good thing because I'm not very good at telling people how I feel." He began. "That's why I usually write about my feelings instead. Anyway, I just want you to know that I really am glad you're okay and as much as I want to be mad at you for being sassier than me, I can't be because I kinda sorta really love you…"