Luke & Leia ||m.c

Pumpin Blood

Michael and Leia hadn't talked properly in nearly a week but Leia didn't care. At least, she tried not to show that she cared. Michael was her best friend yes but she had other friends, other people to talk to. She just didn't have anyone to call tonight to pick her up from the party, nobody she could trust anyways.

But that was okay. Tonight, she was drinking not only to forget about Ashton in the room upstairs with another girl, but she was also drinking to forget about Michael.

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"Leia! Oh my god Leia!" Ashton shouted, shaking her shoulder. Leila could hear Ashton shouting at her but it was he was far away and she was trapped underwater.

"She's fine dude, just passed out." Somebody said as they walked past him.

"She's not fine she's.." Ashton didn't know what. But she looked half dead. He had to get her to the hospital. Oh god she could die. Leia was his girlfriend, and sure, he had cheated on her once or twice but that didn't mean he didn't care about her and he definitely didn't want to watch her die. "Leia can you hear me."

"Aa... mph.. ffmm." Leia mumbled incoherently. Grinding his teeth, Ashton stooped down and picked her up before throwing her over his shoulder. He carried her out to his car and placed her gently in the passenger seat, buckling her in.

There was just one more thing he had to do and he knew he would get hell for it.

When Michael woke up that night, he almost didn't answer his phone. It was Ashton. Michael groaned. Fucking prick, calling. At nearly two o'clock at night. What the hell did he want?

Michael put his phone down. But a chill crept down his spine as he did and he suddenly became sick to his stomach. Something bad had happened, he knew it instantly and it had to do something with Leia. He didn't know how he knew, he just did. Michael answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Michael. Shit." Ashton cursed.

"Were you expecting someone different? What's up?" Ashton was muttering under his breath and he heard another voice ask him something. "What's going on? Why are you calling me?"

"I'm with Leia and we're in the hospital okay? Wake up her brother, get her mom and get down here."

"What the fuck Ashton!" Michael shouted into the receiver. He was already up and changed, pulling open his bedroom door and heading for the stairs.

"She blacked out okay? But she's here at General and she's going to be fine."

"She better be fucking okay or I will skin you alive." Michael threatened.

"Leia is fine." Ashton snapped at me. "They're just pumping her stomach."

"Jesus fucking Christ Ashton!" I shouted at him as I hurried across the street. "You're dead. Do you know that? She's a minor and you took her to that god damn.." Michael was so angry he could barely speak.

"Just get here." Ashton hung up. Angrily, Michael grabbed the key that was in the flower pot by the door to the Hemming house. He flipped on the lights downstairs and ran up to Luke's room.

"Luke!" Michael shouted, opening his door. His best friend shot up out of bed, startled. "It's Leia."

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Leia was groggy and disoriented and God her stomach hurt like a bitch and so did her head. She groaned a little, grimacing as she became more aware of her body. She was lying in bed and there was a hand holding hers. Michael? Had she called him after all? God, she'd never forgive herself if she had.