19 year old, Emelyn Smith goes to a concert with her best friend, Payton, but little does she know she met the love of her life and things get dirty real quick;)
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newschannel_3: Daniel Seavey poisoned at a club in downtown Manchester. be on the lookout for a brown-haired female, and a blonde haired female, both in their mid 30's and a group of men with black hoodies and tattoos.
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"oh my gosh Jonah i'm going to have a panic attack omg"
"Emelyn you need to calm down you are carrying a child you can't be stressed out"
"where is he?! what hospital? where?!!!"
"he's getting taken care of super well Em just keep doing your own thing"
do my own thing?
"DONT TELL ME TO FUCKING DO MY OWN THING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MY BEST FRIEND, IS IN THE HOSPITAL RN. TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU ARE OR ILL FIND YOU MYSELF DAMN IT"
"Regional Medical Center, Manchester"
"i thought so. i'm on my way"
Jonah's POV/ there's rlly no need for Em to waste her money to come here. it's late at night and she's pregnant. he's getting taken care of and he's ok. i didn't want her to stress about it bc i don't want anything to happen to the baby. why doesn't she just listen to me? i'm sitting right next to him, he's ok.
Emelyn's POV/ Manchester is almost 4 hours from Camden, London, where we live. i'm so happy we decided to stay in London instead of LA bc i wouldn't be able to get to him. i packed a bag and willingly drove the 4 hours. i got to the hospital at 3 in the morning and rushed inside. i asked for Daniel Seavey at the front desk and the bitch had the audacity to say "we can't have visitors rn i'm sorry youll have to come back tmrrw"
"excuse me? i'm his girlfriend for one and two, i'm carrying his baby. whats the fkn room number?"
"im sorry ma'am but there are no visitors allowed past midnight"
"fine i'll get it my damn self then"
i called Jonah right in front of her and asked what the room number was.
"204" he said "why" i hung up.
"thanks for the help ma'am" i gave her a crimson smile and turned away, heading in the direction of his room
i looked back and her jaw was just dropped. she seemed shocked from what i just pulled. yeah, ik i'm a bad bitch, try me.
i ran into the room and he was sound asleep. he was on oxygen, one whole side of his face was bruised and he had a black eye. his arm had a cast on it and his lip was punctured. what happened?? i thought to myself
