When I'm With You (A Bruno Mars Fan Fiction)

Part 24

*The next morning*

Ari's P.O.V.

I wake up to terrible cramps and silence. Bruno must of left for the studio pretty early this morning. That's okay because, he really needs to work on his music career. I drag myself to the kitchen and get a bowl of cereal. Mmm, I'm so hungry I could pretty much eat anything. I walk back into the living room and turn the news on to see what's going on in our everyday world. "Breaking News, a car crash in downtown Brooklyn has many people worried. The man is in severe condition and is being rushed to a near by hospital. There is no word on who or how this incident happened yet. Investigators are at the scene now." The woman said. I gasped. Wow, a car crash in my town? That's rare here. I'm just glad that wasn't Bruno.

Phil's P.O.V.

When I called Bruno yesterday, he told me he was on his way over here to the studio to meet the record company. We all waited as Bruno made the band look bad. And guess what?! We didn't get signed! I called Bruno many times yesterday and this morning but--- no answer. That worries me so I call Ari.

Ari's P.O.V.

My phone goes off so I set my cereal bowel down and answer Phil's call.

"Good morning, Phil." I greeted. He sighed.

"I wish it was. Is Bruno still sleeping or is he playing hooky?" Phil asked, surely teasing.

"Oh Phil, tell Bruno I said good morning for me." Phil sighed again.

"Ari, he's not here otherwise I wouldn't have called you." Phil's dead serious voice said. My eyes got all big. I turn back to the t.v. and rewind back to the crash scene. I looked at the car as best as I could; being very difficult since the car was severely damaged for sure. It looked similar to mine and Bruno's car. I put all the pieces together: The car looks like mine and Bruno's, it was a man in the crash, he lives in Brooklyn, and Bruno's not here or at the studio. I gasp and put my hand to my mouth. "It was Bruno!" I cried. I run to the kitchen and grab my car keys off the counter then run out to my car. I drive very quickly, thinking of the nearest hospital by the crash. Hmm, about twenty minutes away. Twenty long minutes to wait and find out if my boyfriend was okay. I'm sure all of the Hooligans would be devastated if they found out Bruno was in a car accident. I can't even cope with all of this; it's all swimming and banging around in my little head. If this is Bruno, and I lose him, I'm going to have no one left. It's gonna be like my mother's death. Tears fell out of my eyes just like a waterfall. I'm so freaking scared that I wanna puke.

*20 minutes later*

I park up close to the emergency room doors and run in through there to the front desk. "Is there a Bruno Mars here?" I asked, impatiently. The woman clears her throat and shakes her head. I sigh. His real name, duh. "Is there a Peter Hernandez here?" I asked the woman again. She nods. "Room 205." My heart starts beating fast when she said Room 205. I sprinted out of there and to Bruno's room. Once I get there, I stop in the doorway and see what I never wanted to see in my life--- Bruno hooked to an IV, an oxygen mask on, and a nurse checking his heartbeat. My eyes fill up with saddened tears as I walk over to Bruno's bed. "This is all my fault. I'm so sorry, Bruno." I cried, as I took his hand into mine and kissed it. I could hear him breath through the mask; making me feel a little bit better. "He's in a coma, he might be like that for a couple of hours or days." The nurse warned. I nodded as I watched her walk out the door.

*A couple hours later*

Every minute feels like a lifetime. Not having Bruno talk or sing to me is like having nobody talk to anybody at all--- making the Earth silent. Scary. Every now and then I can feel Bruno's hand twitch, sometimes it really freaks me out, like when I'm falling asleep.

*And another few hours later*

Waiting for Bruno to wake up is terrible as hell. All the silence makes my mind wander into the clouds. Once again, a nurse walks into the room to listen to Bruno's heartbeat and check his IV. It's really freaking annoying but, I'm glad that she does it to check on my love. I get a sick feeling in my stomach. Oh God, I'm gonna puke! "Can you watch him please?" I asked the nurse. She raised an eyebrow at me like I was freaking crazy. "Why? He's not gonna wake up anytime soon." She exclaimed, being so very rude about it. "Just watch him!" I cry. I stand up and run out of the room; jetting to the bathroom and leaned over the toilet, puking my guts out. "Ugh!" I cried. I flushed the toilet then went to the sink and washed my mouth out. I grabbed a paper towel after I was done and wiped my face off.

*2 weeks later*

Well, Bruno still hasn't waken from his coma and, it's making me worry. All this worrying has made my stomach upset so I've been puking. Ugh, I hate this. A nurse walked into the room fifteen minutes later with a sad look on his face which made me worry some more. "Ma'am, the doctor wants to pull the plug on Peter. He says that there's a thirty percent chance that he will wake up. I'm sorry." She said. My eyes filled with tears as I screamed. "NO!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT. HE WILL WAKE UP JUST WAIT AND SEE!!" There was no way I was losing Bruno. No. Way.

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Author's Note: How would you feel if you were Ari and you found out that Bruno was in a car accident? I'd be devastated!

No!! They can't pull the plug on Bruno!! They just can't!! :'(

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