JOE (Joe Sugg Fanfic)

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"I'm alright. I'm calling because... Have you heard from Joe?" He asked a bit frantically.

"No, what's wrong?!"

"Minx..." Graham breathed wearily, "He's gotten in a car crash."

"What?!"

"He's been rushed to the hospital in the emergency room."

"When did this happen?" I said, trying my best not to cry.

"Only just. Police said a car sped through a red light and slammed right into him, hitting the drivers' side."

"Oh my God," I cried.

"Minx, he'll be okay. You need to stay calm so you can go down to the hospital, okay, love?"

"Yeah, okay," I sniffled.

"Be safe now, yeah?" Graham said sympathetically.

"Of course. Thank you for calling me."

I buckled Noah in the baby carrier, grabbed my phone and keys and the baby bag and quickly went down to my car.

"Shh, baby," I hummed as I drove to the hospital.

Noah cried the whole way there. Once arriving, I rushed inside and was directed to where Joe would be.

"I'm sorry darling, family only," A receptionist told me as I asked to know where Joe's room was.

"I am family. This is his son," I said, rudely.

"Down the hall, third door on the right."

I tried to quiet Noah as I rushed down the hallway. Right as I was about to enter the room, the door opened and a nurse walked out.

"Sorry, miss," A nurse said blocking the door.

"No! What's happened?!" I cried.

"Come in here, I'll explain everything," The nurse nodded.

I nodded, following the nurse into a different room.

"Go ahead and have a seat. Are you Joe's sister?"

"Oh, no! His fiancé, this is our son," I nodded, lifting Noah out of the baby carrier so he stopped crying.

"How sweet. But anyway, Joe, as you know, was involved in a car accident. He's suffered a minor hit on his head and then when the ambulance arrived, his leg was stuck between the dashboard and side of the car. At first, paramedics were afraid the only solution would be to amputate his leg, however they managed to get him out but he's suffered a fracture on his ankle, so he will need a cast. We are keeping him awake right now in case of a concussion."

"Can I see him?" I asked, wiping a tear off my cheek.

"Yes, but I'm warning you. He has some bruises and may not totally understand what is happening, and quite possibly may not recognise you, due to some of the pain medication we've given him. However, as the medication wears off later, everything will come back to him," She nodded.

"Okay," I sniffled, "Can I take Noah in with me, please?"

"Yes, darling," She nodded.

I carried Noah and the baby bag into the room and the nurse helped me by carrying the baby carrier and placing it in Joe's room as I went in there.

"Joe," I breathed, rushing over to the bed.

"Minx?" Joe asked.

"Mhm, baby," I cried, pushing his hair out of his face.