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Chapter 10

Those moments I was waiting for Gaga was hell. Thoughts flitted through my mind like tiny birds; how could I tell her about Taylor, when was she going to do the tour, how long would it take for her to recover and gain full health? "Sweetie, we've got a confirmation from Stefani. She says you're her sister. Come on through." The nurse was slim and pretty, with great curves. I remembered the Marry The Night video. All I needed was Gaga and some mint green hospital berets. Bam.

"Omigosh, dahhhhling! I've been waiting for you for so long Indie! Sweetheart, come and give me a hug!" I walked over to the hospital bed with a sad look on my face. Gaga looked up at me. "Are you okay darling?"
"Well, I've got a few things I need to tell you. The first is, umm, Taylor kissed me. And he told me he had feelings for me. And I really don't know what to do! Gaga, he told me he'd loved me since the day he saw me!" Tears were streaming down my face. "I'm so sorry..."
"Indie, none of this is your fault. You have nothing to apologise for. The only person we have to blame is Taylor." There was a steely gleam in her eyes.
"But you know he still loves you, right? He was going to propo-"
"He was going to what? Indie?"
"Nothing. Sorry." My heart was pounding at the fact I'd nearly told her Taylor's plan.

"Stefani! We need to re-plaster your leg." The nurse shuffled over in her plain black shoes.
"Your leg? Stef? What's happened?" The nurse tutted.
"Stefani tried to get out of the bed. With all her drips attached and everything. She fractured her leg, silly girl." The nurse tutted again and went off, coming back with a packet of plaster powder. "Come on sweetie. Get those trousers off."