After the explosion Joe sugg imagine

after the explogion

- Y/n!!!!! – and everything went black

I woke up in the middle of some kind of infirmary, the only thing I could remember...

"The explosion..." I send the blankets flying and checked for wounds. My clothes were covered in blood but nothing hurt, I lifted my shirt "no wounds" at least nothing significant just some bruises "the blood is not mine". I sat on the hospital bed testing my legs before stepping out of it

- Y/n! Y/n, you're awake good! – I turned to face Luke – could someone test her blood please?

- What? – one of the nurses came right away taking a sample of my blood to the lab.

- Just to check, though I almost sure you're not infected. Come with me, we need your help – I hurried to meet his pace

- How long was I out?

- Two days, you hit your head pretty hard but that's all. No fractures, just some minor cuts – he looked at me - Does anything hurt?

- No... - I said still checking "hit my head?"

The invasion, bullets being shot in every direction, people screaming, running for their lives... soldiers getting in, Joe grabbed my hand pulling me down the hall running and that was when the explosion send me flying across the room into the nearest wall, I remember hearing him screaming my name and the world turned black.

- Joe... - I stopped walking – where's joe?

- There's no time for that

- Luke... - I was cut off by the same nurse who took my blood

- Excuse me Doctor...

- Yes Lisa

- She's clear

- Great thanks

- Luke – I tried once again to gain my answers

- Y/n I need your help taking care of the wounded, we need to check who's infected and who hasn't – he said grabbing my shoulders

- How many?

- just two, for now, here – he passed me some medical scrubs – hurry up and change, there's still people arriving , we need all capable hands on deck – he finished pushing me into the changing room

I took those bloody clothes of and changed into the clean ones Dr. Luke had given me and walked to the ER

There were so many wounded, burned, amputees... but none of them was the one I was looking for... I was starting to lose hope when I saw the lovely nurse Claire, the oldest nurse in here whom, to me, looked exactly like Tweety's granny.

- OMG sweetie you're ok, thank god I was so worried - she let out embarrassing me in one of her bear hugs.

- Madame Claire – I smiled hugging her back

- What's wrong sweetie?

- Do you know were Joe is? – she looked away for a second

- Don't worry dear he's ok – I knew that look, she just turned full nursing mode

- Mam what happened? Please tell me – I begged her – I need to see him – she exchanged a wise look with the other nurses

- There's nothing you could do that we haven't tried yet! – said one of the younger nurses in a bitter tone which I decided to ignore

- Please madame, I need to see him