Chapter 3// Visits.

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Dove's  POV:

I couldn't wait to tell Ryan. "He might even get so happy he'll FINALLY bake me that cake he promised!" I thought to myself.

I was wearing a crop top and sweat pants, my hair tied into a messy ponytail.

I couldn't stay still. I was bouncing with excitement. I had the test in my hand. Tears of joy began to well in my eyes.

Later on..

I had been waiting 2 hours. What was he doing!? He said he would be home soon..

I needed to hear his voice, but everytime i tried to call him it went to voicemail.

I ended up curling up in a ball and crying myself to sleep.

He hadn't talked to me for 7 hours.

I was awoken by a loud knock at the door. I got up quickly and ran to the door, thinking it was Ryan and maybe he had just lost his key..

But when i opened the door, there stood a tall, Hulk looking cop, his arms folded.

"Um..Are you...Chloe Hosterman..?"He asked, looking at the clipboard he was holding.

I gulped "Yeah..that's me.."I smiled. "So..your Ryan McCartan's Fiancee..great..i hate these things.."He said, frowning.

"These things..? What are you talking about..?!"I asked, becoming worried.

"There was an accident.."He said as my heart throbbed.

"An..A..a..acc..accident..!?" I asked, tears forming in my eyes. "Yes..we found a truck..it was smashed up..we found a body.."

I didn't listen to what he said after that. I just dropped to my knees.

"Oh..oh..god...oh...god...no..no..why..no..please..."I muttered, my hands on my heart as if i was about to drop dead.

"Miss..he's in a coma.."He said. "A coma..but..i thought.." He interrupted me.

"We found a body, it wasn't your Fiancee..it was this man..Tom Jameson..you know him?"He asked, helping me back up on my feet.

"No..actually..but i remember Ry..." But i couldn't do it. I couldn't even say his name. He was in a coma...and It was all my fault!

If i hadn't hurried him home this never would have happened..

"Miss..?"The cop asked, as i cried into my hands.

"Would you like to see him?" He asked, tapping my shoulder.

I nodded.

I couldn't say no.

I already missed him.

He offered me a ride. I took him up on the offer. If i drove myself i would end up getting in a crash.

I leant against the car window, tears pouring down my cheeks.

When we reached the hospital, i almost broke down.

I hadn't called my mom or my sister.

I didn't want to wake them up and make them miserable.

I walked up to the front desk.

"She would like to see R McCartan.."The cop said, smiling at me sympathetically.

"Ahh,You must be Chloe..yes..he'll be in the ER" The lady at the desk answered, lowering her head and praying.

"Thank you Garcia"The cop said, smiling at the lady at the desk who just nodded.

We walked down the bleach white halls, past the kids ward, up 2 flights of stairs, and down a corridoor.

We reached the ER.

As we stepped into the room a security guard looked at me, scowled, then looked away.

I walked past empty beds, bed's with people crying beside them, a little kid clutching his chest, and then i finally reached the end of the hall. There was a doorway

I walked through as a nurse held out her arm in an welcoming manner.

There he was. Looking like a hot mess. His hair scruffy, a huge gash across his cheek. His rippling muscles turning me on as i looked at his bare chest.

I walked towards him, and sat down on a chair which was placed beside the bed. I took his hand in mine.

He was freezing. Tears ran out of my eyes as if they were waterfalls.

"How..how..how..when..when..when our dream..how could cou'd da..this happen..especially..specially..e..specially to us.." I stuttered, unable to talk properly due to my loss of soul and meaning.

I just started talking "Ryan..i'm..we're..pregnant..and..now..i don't know what to do...tell me..please..say everything..will be okay..i..i'm begging you!PLEASE!PLEASE!RYAN! BABY!"I was screaming, I felt a pair of strong arms pull me away from him. But I escaped from their grasp and cried into Ryan's sheets. I felt Ryan's body twitch underneath me.

 Did he know i was there?

RYAN'S POV:

I felt a weight on my stomach. I thought " it's probably just Chloe. Maybe she fell asleep on me again."

I tried to open my eyes, but i couldn't.

Everything was black.

I could hear someone talking.

I couldn't make out who it was at first so i just carried on listening.

It was Chloe.

Why was she talking about Comas..? Why was she rambling on about not going to neverland..was she seriously refrencing Peter Pan!!?

I heard her say how much she loved me. Then i felt a soft kiss against my lips. I wanted to deepen the kiss. But i couldn't.My lips couldn't move.

I really did not know what was happening. Why couldn't i move or talk!?

I wanted to reach out and stroke her face..tell her everything was okay..but..my arm felt limp. It felt as if bricks were weighing it down.

I heard her screaming my name. I felt her hot tears run down my cheek. I wanted to cry. I hated it. I could feel the heat of her breath on my neck.

I wanted to kiss her so much. I wanted to feel her body rub against mine. Her kisses on my neck..

But i couldn't do anything.. It was like there was an elephant sat on top of me..My eyes and mouth felt glued shut.

Something was stuck to my arm..and my face.

I felt tears inside of me..i wanted them to break out of my eyes..i wanted Chloe to know i felt her sadness.

I realized then why she was talking about comas..and not leaving her..

DOVE'S POV:

I was sobbing. Screaming and crying. I didn't want to go home. Not without him.

They let me stay with him for the rest of the night. My head lying on his stomach, my arms around his waist.

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