Beyond the Lights (emison)

Chapter 32

^^^^^^die in your arms ;) emily fields yeet yeet

2:03 am

emily pov

i slowly opened my eyes when i heard kendall's pants.

"no...No! HELP!" she screamed.

shit.

i leaped to my feet and sprinted over, "kendall! kendall wake up it's okay."

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" she screamed and thrashed around.

i shook her harder, "KENDALL OPEN YOUR EYES!"

she screamed and shot up in the hospital bed, panting and sweating.

she looked at me and i saw the fear eating her alive.

i sat on her bed and pulled her into my body, kissing the top of her head, "shhh. you're okay. you're okay." i whispered and she shivered and whimpered.

she sniffled and curled up into a ball of insecurity.

i can't imagine what she is going through.

she almost died and i brought her back before it was too late.

i almost lost kendall.

i remember the adrenaline that kicked when i saw her screaming to me.

the panic i had when she wouldn't open her eyes.

"i need you in this world." i whispered, on accident.

alison pov

the next morning i woke up on the couch and saw a text light up.

hey ali D. you literally dozed off during our movie...rude but what else would i expect from you? haha jk you know i love ya. see you soon DiLaurentis. -nick

i smiled and texted back,

you're hilarious. see you soon curly bush head.

i chuckled and stood up, hearing the door open, "em?"

"hey." emily said and smiled at me.

i smiled sadly, "hey. you okay beautiful?" i said as i draped my arms over her shoulders.

"yeah i'm fine. just worried about kendall. i took her home this morning. she has slight PTSD from what happened."

i sighed, "that's horrible. i wouldn't wish that on anyone."

"yeah i know...anyways...what have you been up to?" she asked and put her hands on my hips.

i smiled, "nothing, just hung out with nick jonas last night and i fell asleep and he left, woke up, and here you are."

she nodded, "ah. here i am. hey! i wanted to show you something." she grabbed my hands and pulled me to the recording studio i have in the basement.

she sat on her favorite swivel chair and smiled, "okay. sit." 

i obeyed and sat, "am i a dog now?"

she laughed, "no just...when i saved kendall i realized that could've easily been me. and if i died i realized i would only want to die...in your arms."

"emily-"

"no just. wait." she said and took a guitar off the wall.

emily pov

i smiled as i played her the song,

"Say you love me

As much as I love you, yeah