-5 weeks later-
Emily's POV
I'm still in LA and Justin is still in Coma. One week after I got here I needed to go back because I couldn't miss school. Cameron & my mom flew back but I didn't. I called my school about it and we decided that I can finish this semester on cyberschool, which means that I have school on my computer. It's easier for me this way because I can't be far away from Justin. I still visit him everyday, and I still talk to him everyday. I miss my mom brother and Helen very much but I can handle it. The good thing is, my father lives in San Diego and it's only a 2 hour drive. He visits me a few times a week. He supports me and helps me through this time. Pattie is also alot with me. She is getting better, just like me. We we're both miserable but we're feeling better every day. And so is Justin. A few weeks ago the doctors were pretty sure that Justin wouldn't make it but last week they told me that he's doing great and that he probably will make it.
I hear my alarm ring. Ugh, i have to start school. I take a fresh shower, put on some clothes and do my make-up because after school I'm going go Justin and there is always paparazzi outside.
I grab my laptop and start school..
After 1 hour spending on school my phone rings. Pattie is calling...
I answer the phone:
"Hey pattie!"
"Hey babe." Hold on.. This isn't Pattie's voice. This is Justins.
My heart skips a beat. I feel every nerve in my body. I'm getting extremelly warm.
"JUSTIN?"
"Yes it's me" I hear him laughing.
I'm so happy. Words can't describe it.
"WHAT OH MY GOD WHEN DID YOU WHAT UHM HOLD ON I'M ON MY WAY." I'm screaming.
"Hahaha can't wait. See you."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT OMG BYEE BABE."
He laughs and hangs up.
I run downstairs, grab justins carkeys, run to justins car and I drive to the hospital. When I'm in the hospital, I'm running as fast as I can to room 119. I open the door and I see Justin sitting on his bed. I jump in his arms.
"BABE. I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE BACK."
We both start crying a little.
"I missed you Em, thanks for staying here."
I give him a kiss. "So how are you feeling?"
"Well, I'm tired, I have a headache and my body hurts and I can't walk yet without hurting myself but I'm fine." I smile. "It's going to be alright babe."
After talking for a while about how my 5 weeks have been justin looks down. "What's up?" "Do my beliebers know that I was in Coma?" "Yes it was all over the news." "Shit.. How are they doing?" "They're miserable but they had so much hope cause they knew you were strong enough." Justin smiles. "Good.. Do they know i'm okay?" "Oh my god no they don't. We have to tell them." Justin looks around. "Where is my phone? I can tweet something or post something on instagram." "You don't have a phone anymore. It broke in the accident." I hand him my phone. "Here, use mine." He logs in into Instagram and start making a video of himself.
"I just wanted to tell all of you that i'm okay. I got out of coma without any bad consequences. Thank you for every one who believed in me. I'm so happy that i'm back. And uhm sorry for letting you guys down." There is a small tear streaming down his face and I hear him swallow. "I just love you guys, thank you." He ends the video and posts it with the caption. "I'm back guys. I love you all. #mybeliebers."
I give Justin a hug. "Don't worry, you're the best idol they could wish for" He kisses me.
We lay all cuddled up in his hospital bed for a while. He keeps playing with my hair, I keep playing with his fingers.
"Justin, can I ask you something?" He nods. "Why did you got in the accident? I mean.. Where were you going?" He takes a deep breath. "Later Em, I don't want you to feel guilty.." I give him a confused look. "Guilty?" Why would this be my fault? Did I put my boyfriend in coma? What have I done? "I'm not blaming you for anything because it's not your fault. But things like things.. You know.. People make them self feel guilty very fast." I look to the ceiling and take a deep breath. "You can tell me.. It's okay." We sit upright and Justin starts telling about how he went to search for a present for me and that he was almost too late so he drove too fast. He cries while telling it. When he's done talking I start crying too. He gives me a hug. "Don't feel guilty about this." I fake a smile. "I won't. You're just the best boyfriend ever with some bad luck." He gives me a kiss on my forhead and I interlock our hands.
