"Woo!" Grace throws her arm around the shorter blonde next to her as she's drunk as ever. Hannah groans as she puts an arm around Grace's back, trying to make it where Grace doesn't go flying.
Grace leans her head on top of Hannah's as she raises a drink above her head, her words slurring. Grace lets go of Hannah and goes to back up, getting sucked off her feet by the dog behind her and Hannah. It would have been okay if there wasn't a flight of stairs behind her, and she tumbled down them.
Hannah screamed a little and ran down the stairs, crouching down to Grace's level at the bottom of them. Grace groans as she lifts her head and looks up Hannah, but there's a couple Hannah's now.
"Grace, can you hear me?" Hannah asks.
Grace reaches her hand out to touch Hannah, but misses by a long shot, and her sight is suddenly interrupted by something dripping in her eye. Grace reaches her hand up to wipe it off but something is pressed to her forehead as she's lifted off the ground.
"Grace, whatever you do do not fall asleep, okay?" She hears Hannah's voice from what sounds like a cloud. "Grace, I need you to hold this tight to your forehead."
Grace groans as she presses whatever is on her forehead to her actual head and feels extremely dizzy it seems. She can tell someone's arm is around her waist though and she looks over at Hannah, who is directing her to a car. Hannah helps her in the back seat. "Keep that pressed there."
Grace mumbles sure as she leans her head back on the seat, her eyes feeling extremely tired. "Grace, do not fall asleep."
"Hannah....I'm so...tired.." Grace groans.
"Alright, alright." Hannah nods her head. "I get that, but you can not fall asleep, you might have a concussion."
Grace feels like she's close to vomiting as the car drives on, and she can feel herself fading in and out of what's happening. Finally the car stops and she's taken out of the back seat. Shockingly enough she can feel that she's being carried slowly.
"Alright, right this way." She hears someone as she's lowered into a wheelchair. "Ma'm, can you hear me?"
"Hhhmm." Grace responds.
Soon she slips into sleep.
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She feels something in her hand and squeezes it, opening her eyes slowly. Hannah is sitting there, looking more than tired but also looking happy. "Hey there."
Grace brings her hand to her head, "Ow."
"Yeah, you hit yourself pretty hard." Hannah admits. "You're going to have a nice scar to prove you lived through it."
"My head hurts so fucking bad." Grace chuckles a little.
"Well, that's expected." Hannah chuckles back. "We were all pretty scared, even the doctors."
"Well here I am, I like how you bothered to take me." Grace pushes herself up the bed.
"Well, I wasn't just going to let you bleed out and almost die, that's not me." Hannah sighs. Grace looks down at her hand that's wrapped around Hannah's and feels her cheeks turn into cherries as she notices it.
"Well, look at me, all better now." Grace lets out a fake huge grin and Hannah laughs lightly.
Hannah's thumb is grazing back and forth over the back of Grace's hand as they sit there. "Alright, what's with the hand holding."
"Well, you're not moving." Hannah smirks.
"Because your hand is warm and I don't wanna move it." Grace grunts. "But you were holding it before I was even awake."
"People do shit when they think they don't know how long their friend is going to be passed out." Hannah blushes.
"Uh-huh." Grace nods her head.
"What?" Hannah ruffles her eyebrows.
"Nothing." Grace's eyes move to Hannah's lips. "Nothing at all."
Hannah leans down and puts a quick kiss on Grace's lips. "There."
Grace giggles like a little school girl. "I actually liked that."
"Good, because I liked it too." Hannah's cheeks are red.
"You think you could do me a favour?" Grace squints. "Can I get some painkillers?"
"Yeah, I'll get the doctors." Hannah starts walking away but turns on her heels, running back to give Grace another kiss, and then scurrying back to do her mission.
