I squeeze my hand feeling something in it, I open my eyes slowly and when they come into focus I see a tube coming down from above my head. I go to move my head but it's physically stuck in one persition which is pulled up to look at the ceiling. It's not the ceiling that's at Lizzie's house, it's squares not paint. I squeeze the thing that's in my hand and it's moves making me flinch slightly. "Y/n?" Somebody whispers but they say it again and I know who that is "y/n oh my god" I look out the corner of my eyes and see Lizzie sitting on a chair. I sound like Darth Vader when I'm breathing what the hell.
She leans over and I look up into her eyes "w-" I can't talk it's physically impossible "hey sssh it's okay, don't talk. I'm here, your safe" she sooths stroking my forehead and presses a button above my head with her other hand "I love you so much" she croaks out almost crying, I squeeze her hand unable to move any other part of me. She runs her hands through my hair and leans down to kiss my cheek "im going to phone Scarlett in a minute, she's really worried". A door opens even though I can't see it because my head being held up at the ceiling I hear it. "Is everything okay Ms Olsen?" A woman asks "yes she's awake" "really?" A woman pears over my face and smiles "so she is. I'm going to take out your breathing tube, it's going to hurt a little" Lizzie holds my hand whilst I gag through the pain of a tube being taken out of my throat. "There you are. Are you feeling okay? Does anything hurt?" The woman asks "my um my head a-and my legs and my neck" I struggle to tell "I'm going to get my team and we'll do some checks and some tests. Tell us if anything a wrong ms olsen" a door opens and closes so I guess she's gone.
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Lizzie looks over me still with tears in her eyes "where am I?" I ask tiredly "in a hospital baby. You where in a car crash on the way to the premiere" tears fill my eyes and she quickly kisses my cheek "i-i missed it?" Lizzie nods sadly and wipes her eyes "you did but that doesn't matter. I'm just glad your alive" I smile a little and squeeze her hand "why can't I move my neck?" "Your wearing a neck collar. You nearly broke it in the accident" "what about my legs and my arm?" "You broke your arm but your legs are ok, their just bruised" I nod and close my eyes. "Can I have a kiss?" I ask and Lizzie's lips quickly attach to mine "I love you so much, don't ever scare me that much again". I smile up at her "I love you too".
The nurse comes back with a few others "I'm going to phone Scarlett and people. Will you be okay on your own?" She asks stroking my hair "yeah, it's not like I can go anywhere" she smiles and leaves me. I look up at the nurse "we're going to take some blood for testing" she tells me "okay. Can you take this neck thing off so I can move my head?" She smiles "I'm afraid not. Another two weeks for that" I sigh and let them take some of my blood. "you said your legs hurt earlier. Can I try some stretches for physiotherapy?" "Yeah but do I have to carry on doing it after I get discharged?" "Unfortunately you do to get the full movement back" I roll my eyes and sigh.
She lifts up my leg and I have to tell her when it starts to hurt. She lifts it up a bit further so the muscles are able to get to know the movement and all. Lizzie comes back and sits on the bed next to me whilst the doctors do the tests on my blood. "How are you feeling?" She asks stroking my hands, I shrug "I don't know. I don't really feel anything but pain". She curls up on the bed next to me and lays her head on my chest "I really thought I lost you when I got the call. I thought we were never going to get married or do anything in my jar" she whispers.
