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The Time I Met You [A Micheal Clifford story]

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Fanfic. I knew it. I have seen him somewhere. But where. It. Couldn't. Have. Been. It is. I wonder if he will remember me. If he will recognize me under all of this. But why would he? Why would he want to? It's time to go. But I can't leave him her...

CHAPTER 11 MICHAEL.

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I wake up, and I am in a hospital bed. A nurse walks in with pills. Her name tag reads Gabriel. 

                          
"I am so glad you are finally awake. Now I don't have to baby you any more. Here's your stupid pills."

                          
"What happened?" I ask hastily. 

                          
"You were in a car reck with your stupid friends and this girl."

                          
"Where the hell is Emma?" 

                          
"She's in the next room. You're lucky you're actually awake."

                          
She walk of, and leaves me. What. A. Brat. I reach for the pills. It hurts. There is a sharp pain in my lower ribs. I cannot do this. I call for the nurse. A new one comes in. A better one. 

                          
"How may I assist you today?" she asks in a kind voice. 

                          
"Can you bring those pills over to me? And possibly a glass of water?" 

                          
"Sure thing." She dose he tasks, and leaves. Leaving me locked in this stupid room with nobody but a glass of water, and 9 pills. I guess I should take them. 

                          
After I have gotten the courage to actually take the pills, I eat breakfast and sleep. When I wake up, all of my friends are crowding around me. 

                          
"Hey, how are you feeling?"

                          
"Good. Where the hell is Emma?"
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