Dannie POV
I woke up and he was curled up in a ball shivering right next to me. He was asleep. I smiled then gave him the blanket. He stopped shivering and extended his legs. His ankles hung off the end of the bed.
"Thanks..." He muttered in his sleep.
"Dannie, someone is here to see you." A nurse said. Ashley came in.
"Hey, girly." He said.
"Hey, Ash." I said.
"Why is he--"
"Don't ask." I said. I noticed what he was talking about. Andy was laying on his back with his arms and legs in the air and he was muttering to himself in his sleep.
"Eh, you married into that." He said. I didn't find it weird at all. I mean I punched Andy in my sleep once so...
"Yeah... Anyways, why are you here?" I asked.
"I came to come pick him up for a photo shoot." He said. I shook Andy.
"Wake up." I said. He sat up.
"NO!" He screamed. He was hallucinating.
"Andy--" He pushed me off the side of the bed. I passed out.
Ashley POV
"ANDY!!" I shook the shit out of him. He finally came out of it.
"What the fuck, dude?!" I said.
"Oh my god!" He rushed over to Dannie. She was unconscious.
"You pushed her off the bed." I said. Her face was broken in.
"Oh my god." A nurse walked in.
"He didn't mean to do it, he was hallucinating." I said.
"I'm gonna need you to leave and not come back until she is released." She went to Andy.
"But--"
"Leave now sir or we will take you by force." She said. She picked Dannie up and laid her on the bed. Before he left he kissed her forehead.
"You were hallucinating right?" I asked in the car.
"You think I'd purposely hurt her?" He said.
"Well, no..." I said.
"Yes I was hallucinating." He said. I believed him. He actually loves Dannie so he would never do that intentionally.
"Alright, sorry for questioning you." I said.
"It's fine... I hope she's alright." He said.
"Surprisingly, me too." I said.
Andy POV
I was sitting in my car in front of the hospital. Dannie finally came out. Her eyes were all black and her lip was smashed. She had bruises going all along her arms and legs and everywhere. Her face was swollen and she just looked fucked up.
"Hey, babe." She got in the car.
"You aren't mad at me?" I asked.
"It's not your fault. You were out of it." She said. She intertwined her fingers with the hand that was on the armrest thing. I was using my other hand to drive.
"You know how you complained we've never been on a real date?" I said.
"Yeah..." She said suspiciously.
"Well, I decided to make it up to you by also making you have to stop complaining about that." I said. She squealed.
"Yay!" She said.
