If you forget | Zariel/Meston

5

Ariel's POV

I had Brennen call 911, and I had Loren trace Zach's iPhone so we knew where he was. Loren told Brennen the location and Brennen had them send an ambulance.

I was freaking out, as was everyone else. We were waiting for a call back from the ambulance to say that they had picked up Zach and it was safe to go to the hospital.

I was pacing around the living room, wondering what I did to deserve this.

After about 20 minutes, Brennen's phone buzzed on the counter. I practically jumped for it, and answered it in about .5 seconds.

"Hello?" My voice rang. I was praying that it was the hospital and not just a friend calling him or my heart would sink.

"Is this the correct number that Called for Zachary Clayton?" A woman's confident voice spoke. My heart skipped a beat, instead.

"Yes. Did he make it to the hospital safely? Is he able to take visitors at the moment? We really want to see him," I pleaded.

The woman responded, "Yes, he's made it here safely. The doctors told me to inform you that he's in a state that he's hit his head and may experience minor loss of his memory." A small gasp escaped my lips. "I assume you're a close friend?"

I paused before responding. "Yes."

"Okay. Well, he'll be ready for visitors in an hour or so, but you can come and wait in the lobby if you wish to," She said, with sympathy showing in her voice. "He wasn't injured anywhere but his head, just so you don't worry." A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders that he wasn't too hurt... But then it was set back down again when I realized I didn't know just how hurt in his head that he was.

"Thank you," I answered cautiously.

When I got off the phone, I set it back on the counter and everyone had gathered in the living room, sitting on the sofa or pacing like I was. Everyone looked up at me and froze. I trudged over to the couch and flopped onto Weston, Mario and Loren. My feet were on Weston, my torso on Mario, and my upper body and neck on Loren. My head and arms were resting on the arm of the couch.

"He can't have visitors for another hour," I complained. "He got an injury to his head, of all places." I began to cry, and buried my face into the arm of Brennen's couch.

Mario rubbed my back. "Aw, Ariel, it'll be okay. We can drive to the hospital early and wait to go see him in his room if you want," as soon as I heard the word drive, as sincere as Mario's suggestion was, I snapped.

"No! I'm not about to drive anywhere after what just happened.. I'm sorry Mario but I can't."

Weston laughed, as he does make everything a joke. "So, what then? Do you wanna walk or something?? Like 5 miles to the hospital?"

I paused for a second, then turned my head and replied boldly, "of course I do. We have to get there somehow, don't we?" I winked at him.

I sloppily rolled off of my three best friends and landed on the floor, walking to Brennen's door and slipping on my sandals. I turned back to the living room, where everyone was looking at me, mouths wide open in confusion.

"What?" I retorted. "You thought I was joking?" I asked as I opened the door. "Put on your shoes and let's go."

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