Hopeless Love (☆Scott McCall x OC☆)

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✯ACT THREE-PART SEVEN✯

"Get him in the car!" Ashton shouted as soon as Ethan had managed to pick up and drag Danny outside of his house. "I was gone for one minute. What the hell happened?" Ashton hissed, sliding into the drivers seat and digging through his pockets for his keys. Of course, now of all times is when he loses them. Fucking fantastic.

"I don't know-" Ethan panicked more and more with every breath, his hands shaking as he buckled in Danny before moving to sit beside him, hand gripping his tightly. But Ashton saw the black lines trailing up, the act of taking pain. "Please be okay."

"Fuck, we gotta move." Ashton breathed, pulling out of the driveway and rolling down the street far too fast for comfort. He'd later have to apologize to the police department for all the laws he was going to end up breaking.

"He was fine, he was uncomfortable but he was fine! Then he just- couldn't breathe!" Ethan shouted in panic as he continued to try and take Danny's pain a little at a time, glancing between Danny and the road. Probably counting down the minutes in his head until they got to the hospital.

"He awake?" Ashton questioned, pulling out his phone, glancing between his phone and the road as he turned onto the open highway, his speed lifting from sixty to ninety-five in a quick second.

"No, no he's out. Heartbeats good." Ethan said, taking slow, deep breaths to gather himself. Losing his cool wouldn't help the situation in the least. "Who are you texting?"

"Wesley, and your brother." Ashton sighed, sending a couple final texts before blindly tossing his phone into the passenger seat, gripping the wheel tighter as he turned on the road that would lead them straight to the hospital. "Get him awake."

"Danny, Danny." Ethan called, lightly shaking his..boyfriend? Ashton didn't really know what they were exactly. But he'd been settling for situationship, at least for now. "Danny!"

Ashton had just parked the car when Danny gasped himself awake, and by the time Ashton got out of the car and moved to help Ethan, Danny was already far worse than he was previously. "Move, move now."

Walking past every person- multiple people that were bleeding or had bones poking from under their skin, Ethan and Ashton dragged Danny through the parking lot and into the school. No way in hell was Ashton going to let some bitch with a cut on her temple stop Danny from getting immediate help, he'd tackle someone if he had too.

"Someone-" Ethan started to shout before he was cut off with a groan, leaving Ashton to give a muffled curse when Danny unexpectedly went nearly limp in their arms. "Someone help me! I need help!"

Ashton's eyes met Melissa's and then Scott's. He'd ignore the way his heart skipped when their eyes met, he'd also ignore how Scott looked between Ashton and Ethan with an almost accusing glint.

By now, Ashton would've thought Scott, and the others, would be used to the fact that Ashton hung out with the twins every now and then. Ethan, especially. Aiden was a work in progress- on both fronts.

"We got him!" Melissa shouted before hitting Scott's shoulder, jogging over and helping Ashton and Ethan lead Danny behind a wall and placing him down in a chair. "Okay, gentle, gentle- gentle!"

"Being as gentle as possible." Ashton replied as he unwrapped Danny's arm from his shoulders, standing by Danny's side as Melissa tried to give him a once over.

"What did you do to him?" Scott accused as he pulled Ethan's wrist back, looking at the Alpha twin with a harsh glare.

"Nothing!" Ethan immediately defended. He didn't even look offended at the accusation. But that couldn't be blamed when his boyfriend-not-boyfriend was writhing in agony right in front of him. "He said he was having chest pains and trouble breathing. But it- it just kept getting worse."