"I ship it!"(Mashton/Cake)

Chapter 36: Hospital

(Man, this chapter is sad, but I tried to make it a bit lighter.  Next  chapter, bring some tissues. Mkay? Just do it. Trust me. Also, this book is coming to a close quick. UNEDITED.)

"I regret nothing."

-Luke

Calum's pov

"I just hope he's okay. If he's not, I'm going to just lose my shit."

I was talking to no one, but I was in the waiting  room .

It took four people to rip me from Luke's body.

I didn't want to let him go.

He needed to be ok. Or none of us would be ok.

Angail sat beside each other, and so did Mashton.

I paced around the room.

"Calum, just breathe. Its going to be alright. I promise you," Ashton said.

I stared at him, then hugged him tightly.

Ashton looked shocked, but hugged me back. Michael  joined  in, and then so did the girls.

"W-we can't lose him. Luke is everything. He's done so much for us. We can't lose him! I love him! The boy I love might die!"

Ana yanked my arm, and looked me in the eyes.

"Calum, you look at me. When they allow us to see Luke, you wipe those tears off! Luke needs to know that  your  ok. He needs you to be strong, or he'll be weak. You got to grow a pair! Be tough for him!"

"I will Ana, I swear."

That's when Mr. Oakley  walked  out.

"You may come see him."

I ran down the hall, but walked into the room.

Luke was strapped up to a bunch of machines, with bandages around his head, and he had an oxygen mask on.

"He can still speak, but his voice will be hushed, and sound quite breathless. But he should be fine. I'll monitor him while I'm in here."

We nodded, and I let the others go up to him, while I hung back for a bit.

"Luke....," Michael began.

"Don't you say sorry, or I'll cut your dick off," he said, breathlessly.

Michael smiled a bit. He wanted to hug Luke badly, but he couldn't.

"Its not your fault."

"What do you mean?" Ashton asked.

"Its not your fault. I wasn't thinking straight. Abigail only wanted to  protect  Ana, the girl she loves. You two Mashton, your tricked. You both felt like it was the right thing to do. You cared deeply for each other, enough to hurt me, and I love it."

"That's insanse Luke," Abigail said, softly.

"Maybe it is, but then again, who ever said I was sane? If this is all because of Mashton, then so be it. I wanted them to be together. Its not their fault. Its Demi's. I blame here for this, not any of you."

Luke tried to sit up, but went into a coughing fit, and laid back down, taking deep breaths.

They all leaned over his body, trying to get a good look at him.

Ana attempted to look at Luke's arm, but he moved it.

"No Ana. I don't want to show my cuts. Not yet to you. You're not ready."