Him

Accident

(i stole this image from a local car accident that happened in my town, i thought it looked scary enough😭)

My heart dropped and the car ride to the hospital was a blur. 'it's my fault.' I thought as I ran into the hospital, following Bill. "What room?" I asked. "Ma'am you have to wait." The lady at the front desk asked. "FUCKING HELL I HAVE TO WAIT WHAT FUCKING ROOM IS HE IN!?!?" I yelled at her, slamming my hands down on the desk. "Room, 128." She said, flustered. "Thank you. How do I get there?" I asked. Bill was right behind me, crying. "Take a left and then get on the elevator and once you reach the second floor the room will be on your right." She explained and I nodded, running towards the elevator, Bill right behind me. 

We got to the room and I knocked on the door, before walking in. Tom was in the bed, with machines hooked up to him, and he was sleeping. He looked so peaceful even with all of his stitches on his face. I walked over to him and pulled a chair up to his bed. I grabbed his hand and held it in mine, it wasn't normal, I didn't like it. I didn't like how he wouldn't intertwine our fingers, it made me sad. "I'm sorry." 'apologies don't mean shit.' I thought repeating my own words I said to him not even two hours ago. "I should've just stayed and forgiven you. This wouldn't have happened if I just stayed in the room with you. It's my fault. You shouldn't be in here." I said bringing his hand to my lips and kissing it. A few tears rolled down my cheek but I wiped them away and just sniffled. Bill walked over to me, putting a hand on my back and rubbing it soothingly. "It's not your fault Ari. We couldn't have known this would have happened." He said and I shook my head. "It doesn't matter if we would've known. It wouldn't have happened if I just forgave him and stayed in that room with him." I said quietly. "Aria. It isn't your fault." He said. I didn't have it in me to argue with him. I just sat there looking at this beautiful man, letting the tears flow. I didn't have it in me to fight the tears. I laid my head down on his bed, still holding his hand and fell asleep.

{time skip}

I woke up, my eyes fluttering open and looking at my surroundings. I was in a hospital holding Tom's hand. I looked over to Bill, who was still asleep in a chair in the corner of the room. The only thing that could be heard was the slow and steady beeping of the monitor, saying that Tom was indeed alive, but not well. I heard the shallow breathing of Tom and my heartbeat in my ears. Bill's quiet snores were heard as well. I got up, stretching, my back hurting after being hunched over for so long. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was '2:49 PM.' I didn't know how long I was out for, I didn't know what time I fell asleep at, nor the day. For all I know I could've been asleep for two days. I highly doubt that, but still. 

I walked out of the room looking for a bathroom when I ran into a nurse. Same one I yelled at last night. "Oh, I'm so sorry." She said grabbing her papers frantically. I bent down helping her grab them, when I saw Tom's name on one of the files. I handed it to her and smiled. "No need to be sorry, I yelled at you last night and I'm the one who literally ran into you. I'm sorry I was lost in my thoughts." I said, giving her a sweet smile. "OH! No, no, no, no need to be sorry. I know what it feels like when someone you love is in the hospital and they won't let you see him." She said, returning the smile. "Yea. I guess," I mumbled. "Do you know where a bathroom is?" I asked nicely. "Uhm, there should be one down at the end of the hall, you have to make a left." She said. I nodded and gave her a thank you before walking to the bathroom. 'can't say I miss this.' I thought to myself as I was peeing. I was thinking about the 24 hours past events. First, me and Tom woke up getting coffee an breakfast as usual, and got ready for the day. We had gotten into an argument about something, I don't even remember what. It was a stupid argument. Then, he stormed out of the house going to the bar and fucking a random chick at the bar. He came home and we got into an argument as I had seen the posts of the paps getting pictures of him with the girl in the car, kissing and all of that. I went into Bill's room where he comforted me, not knowing Tom had gotten into a car accident. We got the call and we drove to the hospital. Everything after that was a blur. 

I walked back into the room seeing Bill had woken up. He was so naturally pretty. 'just like his brother.' I thought. But Tom was gorgeous. No one could deny that. "Hey sleepy head." I said, walking over to him. He patted his lap and I sat down, curling up into a ball in his chest. "How long was I out for?" I asked. "I don't know, I fell asleep like 20 minutes after you. But I would say around 4:00 ish." He said, playing with my hair. "Ah ok. Has he woken up at all?" I asked. "No, like I said, even if he did I wouldn't know. I went to bed as soon as you did." He said, chuckling. "True." I said, chuckling as well. We sat there for a few minutes when the nurse came in. "Hi! So I just wanted to share some information with you. He will very much live, he's not going to be paralyzed or anything. He will continue living his normal life, including going on tour. He does have some bruised ribs, a broken arm and some brain damage. But that'll only cause headaches, so we can prescribe him some medication to keep the headaches and pain away." She said smiling. "When will he be up?" I asked. "In the nest hour or so." She said, smiling again. "Do you have any more questions or concerns?" She asked with her hand on the door, about to leave. "No, I think that's all thank you." Bill said and with that she nodded, walking out. 

I got up and went to sit down next to Tom. I grabbed his hand again, falling back asleep. I was so fucking tired for no reason. 

A/N: kinda short but kinda cute? also, idk how i feel about this. idk what to do for the next chapter either. like he'll obvi wake up and be like wtfff and like no i don't want to see you and then if she'll go home and isolate herself from everyone and in her room all day every day, aka depression, but idkkk. i hope y'all are enjoying this story as much as i enjoy writing it:))