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*Lily's point of view *

I woke up with my mom literally screaming at me to wake up. 'Get up now. Your brother is in the hospital. Grayson is in the emergency room.'

I sat up from my dark blue bed as fast as I could. I started ripping my pajamas off my body with only one thought in the mind, 'Is Grayson going to be okay.' I immediately took my phone from the nightstand on the left side of my bed and dialed #1. Thankfully I had my best friend on speed dial. "Yeah, oh hey, what's up Lil? Lil? Are you okay?"

She said as I felt a single tear roll down my cheek. "No Emma...I'm not... okay... it's Grayson... he's in the...in the... he's at the hospital." I said in between crying.

"I'll be there in 5 minutes. Stay there. Don't go anywhere." After saying this she hung up and I finished tearing off the rest of my clothes so I would look semi-decent. I found my dark blue leggings, dark blue Harry Potter t-shirt, black shoes and black hair piece.

I rushed downstairs and saw my boyfriend sitting at the table and my mom making pancakes. " Honey, what are you doing up so early?" My mom asked. I don't know why but I had a sudden urge that the phone was going to ring. I walked over to the table and practically tore my boyfriend's arm away from him. And he followed my. He kinda had no choice. Right before we stepped out of the kitchen doorway I looked at my dad. "The phone is going to ring."

I pulled Sawyer (my boyfriend) all the way up the stairs before the phone rang. "Aww, my cute little Ravenclaw is happy for our anniversary. That's so sweet." I forgot it was December 24th. I lightly punched his arm. And he pretended to be mad. I gave him a serious look. "I'm being serious. This is important. Okay, my...my umm... brothers in the hospital." "Babe, how do you know? Is he going to be okay?" He said as tears were streaming down my face. "Babe?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and let go of all emotions that were hidden deep inside. Mistakes. Regrets. Fear. After about three minutes of crying, he picked me up (bridal style) and walked me up to me room. Sawyer opened the door and walked me over to my bed. 

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