Battlefield ( Calum Hood fanfic)

In The Hospital Again..

"Ughhh, I've been in this germ hole now for like a week and honestly it really does suck. I'm in one of the cleanest rooms in this whole entire hospital. I have a severe lung infection, which is making it difficult for me to breathe or talk. No one is allowed in this room unless they are wearing protective gear otherwise they'll wind up picking up this horrible disease or even worse they can give me something else that can potentially kill me. I'm spiking a fever, and I have a freaken terrible cough which feels like it's getting worse. I'm on like 3 different antibiotics along with fluids and chemo. They honestly should've stopped the chemo for a while. I mean I don't think it can get any worse than it already is. And if my lungs fill up with that fucking fluid again I'll wind up getting emergency surgery again and they'll put those two horrible, uncomfortable tubes in my lungs to drain them so I can breathe. The doctors are really worried about me. They shouldn't I'll be fine and good as new again. There's other people in this hospital who are way,way worse than I am. They should cater to them and just leave me.. I don't think I'll die if they leave me alone for a little bit. Well, I am alone now and I'm currently fine. I don't think anything will go wrong. My parents are here with Mali and are in the waiting area. I was told that they'll be coming in here soon. I just don't know when. And the guys well that's another story... Luke went back to America to write or something and he tried to get the first plane back to Australia as soon as he heard the news but apparently he lost his passport in his hotel and they've been trying to find it for a week now. He should get a new one. Face it Luke you lost your damn passport. Use your head and go to the U.S embassy and apply for a new one, that's not hard to do. Michael on the other hand is here and Ashton is on his way back from a holiday in Perth. He should be here sometime tomorrow or possibly tonight. Good thing Moichael's here. I can't wait to see his face. I need him to brighten up my horrible day. Maybe I can convince him to get his ass on the phone to convince the other jackass in America to get a new passport. We're a band and a band is supposed to go through everything together. Like right now, everyone should be here. I don't know how much time I'll have left on this beuatiful earth. Every day I spend time with family, friends or fans that time is very precious to me. I love them all very much. And I can't leave them behind its not the humane thing to do. We're a band, we're brothers and loosing time with them, leaves an empty space in my heart.. I hope I make it till Good Morning America on January 4th... And I hope by that time, I'm better and I can tour without any complications. But than again, if I do go in remission there's always a chance the cancer can come back and be more far staged than this time. And I pray that doesn't happen. I just want my old life back, when I was healthy and head a nice head of hair, perfect skin... and did what I love with the three people I love.