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-Luke-

I was beyond pissed, Ashton told me that night that he wouldn't do anything but he fucking went behind my back and kissed her, he fucking kissed her! I stopped walking and pressed my head to one of the trees, banging my fist against it.

"LUKE!" I heard a voice yell.

Ashton.

I pushed off the tree and started to walk away again.

"LUKE STOP! IT'S ELLIOT!" Ashton said sounding panicked.

"Don't you dare talk to me!" I quickly turned around getting in his face.

"Luke, it was a mistake and listen to me, Elliot fell, she just passed out on the concrete when she was running after you, we need to get her to the hospital!"

"What do you mean just fell!?" I asked already running back to find Elliot.

"She was running and just fell!"

We reached her to see Calum and Michael picking her up and walking to the car. I followed them crawling in the car cradling her head in my chest.

I could feel myself start to tear up, I have no idea what was wrong with Elliot or if she was going to be ok.

We arrived at the hospital quickly due to Ashton's speeding. I carried her in rushing to the desk.

"She needs a doctor she was running an just passed out we don't know what's wrong with her!" I told the lady frantically.

"Alright we'll bring her back. I'll just have you fill out some paperwork when I get back." She said, coming out from behind the desk with a wheel chair. I carefully placed Elliot in the chair and she wheeled her behind two doors down a hallway.

"She's gonna be ok, Luke." Calum said placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I hope she'll be" I mumbled walking to a set of chairs, sitting down.

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"Ok, who is all here for a Elliot Brooke?" A nurse asked coming from behind the two doors.

"We are!" I said shooting up from the chair.

"Ok, well I can only allow one person in at a time so she won't be overwhelmed."

I nodded and walked back with the nurse. We reached room 146 and the nurse let me in. Just seeing Elliot lying there lifeless made my heart break in two. I walked over to the edge of her bed sitting in the chair that was placed there. I grabbed one if her hands and held it so tightly, almost to the point where I thought I could break it.

"Lukey you're hurting my hand" she spoke groggily.

"Oh my god, Elliot" I sighed, "what the hell happened?"

"Yeah, um Luke I have something to tell you..."

"What is-"

"Elliot!" The doctor smiled, coming into the room, "I was hoping we wouldn't have to see you in here again"

Elliot awkwardly chuckled, while I just sat there unaware of what they she was talking about.

"So now down to the big question, Elliot" the doctor said, sitting in the other side of the bed, "when was your last good sized meal?"

"What?" Elliot asked.

"When was the last time you ate more than a small snack?"

"Monday" Elliot said, sounding ashamed.

"Oh Elliot honey, you need to eat, it's not healthy. I thought we got past this a few months ago"

"I know, I'm sorry"