Photo Booth (Ashton Irwin Fanfic)

Chapter 13

Ashton P.O.V

Black. I could see absolutely nothing. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I couldn't do anything but smell, feel and hear. For some reason they just happened to be my pro senses. I wasn't sure how long I had been here. The last thing I remember was looking at the bloody beat up version of myself in he mirror of the en-suite bathroom. How could I have been so stupid. I hope everyone else was okay. You have Luke, Cal and Mikey. Izzy. Faith. My family.
I wonder what they are all doing right now. Izzy is probably worried sick. I hope I haven't traumatised her for life or anything! Cal is pretty sensitive so he could be quite shocked. Mikey's probably angry, I sure hope he doesn't hurt anyone! And then Luke and Faith..I can guess what they're doing easy peasy! Not caring about me! That's for sure never ever ever about me! Always about themselves. Selfish little...

" BP's dropping, VAT's ate 100% we need to get him into recess immediately! SAT's are dropping. Move, move, move!" Cried an unknown voice urgently.

I felt myself move as they, supposedly, moved my bed into "Recess" or whatever. I waited a minute feeling my heart pound through my chest. Then I heard.

" Okay, on my count. Everyone stand back. 1,2,3...Shocking....' She spoke in a calm but stressed out voice. I dont know if that makes any sense but it's not important. Suddenly my whole body shook. ' No response...we will have to move onto CPR!" She said quietly.

THUMP.THUMP.THUMP.THUMP.THUMP. Repeatedly. Over and over again on my chest. I wish I could just get up and shout in their faces that I am perfectly fine. Bit I just can't! Then I realise that it is because there is still something nagging me. I wish thy could work it out. I hope and hope and hope but it's not working. The doctors are giving up on me! Come on, come on!

"Ashton!" I hear a familiar voice. It's Niamh, Izzy's friend! At least she seems to care. I will and will as I hear doctors trying to push her out the room. Then I feel the warmth of her breath against my face.

Then a peck on my cheek. A kiss. Well, some may say II'm a lucky boy but some may say the opposite. I don't know which I am but I do know one thing an that is that the annoying ' THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP!' is going on in the background and I might die, but that I don't care, because my world has just turned around!