Mickey's POV
She just went down, I didn't think just caught her. Her heart was so faint and so was her breathing.
"Mate is she OK?" Ash asked with worry lased in his voice I was trying everything to keep the tears in.
"Her breathing and heart are so faint." Was all I managed to croak out, this was all it took for Cal to walk out the booth and pull out his phone, no doubt calling for an ambulance. Ash came down beside me to see what he could do but there wasn't really anything that we could actually do. I mean her heart hadn't stopped and she was still breathing so we couldn't do CPR, that could kill her since her heart was beating.
The interviewer was trying to get a song playing and stop the recording as well I think. I wasn't paying to much attention, I was to busy trying to help B. I have no idea if listeners could still hear me or not but to be honest I couldn't give a shit.
"Hey, Bumble. Keep breathing will ya. How else is going to keep me company when I'm playing games. Hey you have a book to sell, a book I'm still yet to read, and the first thing I'm going to read from it is not going to be "In memory of the lovely Rebecca Cartwright, who couldn't quite see the day it was on the shelves of the shop that she spent her life in" OK, that is not happening." Trying to hold the tears in had failed, for not only me but everyone that was around us. Cal came running back in saying something about the ambulance coming as fast as it could.
Time seemed to move so slowly and when the ambulance came her heart beat was almost non existent. The nurse, ambulance person came in and put her straight on a stretcher saying that the lad on the phone had told them everything including she had a heart problem so there was no time to lose. Only one of us could go in the Ambulance and without a second thought I went with her. The fans outside the radio station all looked worried and scared. I didn't really look and I only heard a few faint "Is she OK's?", "What happened?" and the occasional "Oh my God no's" I just wanted to go and tell them everything would be OK but I'm not sure that's true at this point.
Rebecca's POVI woke up with a shit tonne of pain in my chest but the oh so familiar sight of a hospital room. Nothing is that different to American hospitals to English, well other than the cost really. I also saw a morphine control so I clicked it the first chance I got, knowing it would give me the perfect amount. I looked to my lest and saw a fast asleep 5sos. They looked so worried and worn out.
Well I thought they were all asleep, although it seemed like only 3/4 of them were and it was just a almost asleep kitten. Mickey opened his eyes and looked directly at me as if he was dreaming
"Bumble?" He said, he was smiling so wide but his eyes were so read and puffy. It looked like he couldn't believe I was awake.
"Hey there kitten, how long have I been out?" I asked not realizing how weak my voice was until I spoke. It turned into a croak right at the end, and as soon as it did he picked up a bottle of water and opened it for me. "Thanks." I whispered with a small smile.
"About a week. You needed a surgery on your heart. Turns out you have very weak valves? I'm not sure what that means but according to your doctor you would?" He said, I could tell he was trying not to cry, and I would be to to be honest. I nodded. "Care to explain for me?" He asked with a slight chuckle.I means that the valves, peaces of muscle in the heart that keep blood in the right chamber, were letting deoxygenated blood into parts where only oxygenated blood should be. Therefore causing the skips and less oxygen to go around my body." I said with a small smile. "I'm a lucky little bitch by the sounds of it." I added with a smile, trying to show him that what happened was a good thing .
"What do you mean?" HE asked in a whisper.
"If I didn't have that panic attack, it wouldn't have cause the palpitations of my heart then my heart wouldn't have failed like it did. If i had been a worse panic attack that lasted longer I wouldn't be here." I said with a smile. His face was filled with mixed emotions and then he said something I didn't expect.
"How do you know all of this and be acting so calm?" he was full of surprise and seemed to be cheering up a little bit. "I mean I knew you were smart, but really." He added with a slight laugh
"Like I told you a while back, I fear the unknown. When I found out I had heart problem I googled the shit out of it. Read so much about it that I think I've mumbled some of it in my sleep. I've done the 8 X table so it wouldn't surprise me really." I laughed at the end (A/N I have actually done that, my dad said he heard me say 8 x 8 is 64, 9 x 8 is 72 and so on. :P)
This caused him to laugh a little and woke the others up, I wasn't to happy about this because they all looked completely warn out. They refused to go back to sleep until they talked to me and actually got what the problem was as it seemed like I was the only one who actually did. After about an hour of talking I finally persuaded them to go back to the hotel, we Ash, Cal and Luke. Mickey refused to let me stay here alone, I was confused as to why he hadn't been sent home because there was normally visiting times and no in between but Mickey said something about a really nice nurse staff. I didn't really get much as I was really sleepy and kept going in and out.
"How can you be sleepy, you were asleep for a week?" Mickey asked with a laugh.
"Easily." I laughed as I started to does off, but I saw how uncomfortable he looked. "Get you numb butt in here you goof ball." I said with a laugh as I watched him try and get comfortable on the plastic chair.
"You sure?" he asked with a chuckle as he saw me shiver a little as the cold outside air hit my body.
"I opened up my cocoon didn't I?" I said with somehow laughing and yawning at the same time. He laughed at my silliness. He got into the bed with me that really wasn't built for to but me being the border line hobbit that I was there was just about enough room for the both of us. The cold soon went away as Mickey cuddled into me. I put my head in the crook of his neck and soon drifted back of to sleep, but this time it was actually planned, and probable wouldn't last a week, although I don't think Mickey would say to that as long as he could join in too.Mickey's POV
As soon as she woke up I was so happy and amazed. I didn't leave her side the whole time she was there, well apart for the 10 seconds every now and then when I went to the loo but that doesn't count. When she told me to get in with her I was so happy because it meant that I finally go to hug her. I was just glad she was OK. Oh and that she was warm this time.
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