'She's been arrested'
I sat up and ran my fingers lightly over my stitches across my forehead
"On what charge?"
Cam shrugged and continued scrolling
'Doesn't really say, just states that she organised the paps to come and find you at the summer house'
I laid back down and stared up at the ceiling in silence, there was nothing really to say to her or about her
'How do you think he's doing?'
I sighed and closed my eyes
"He's probably still shaken up about it all, everything will be hitting him hard and his sensitivity will be sky high about pretty much everything that happens"
He nodded to himself, slowly rubbing his face with his hands
I liked watching him minding his own business, it was always the little things that meant the most to me
'What?'
"Nothing, just looking at you that's all"
He smiled and shook his head, looking up at the tv and watching with his relaxed concentration face
I got up slowly and walked to the kitchen, making 2 hot chocolates and taking medicine for my head
Grabbing the marker, I crossed off the day before on the calendar and circled today's date
*APPOINTMENT 2:30pm*
I sighed to myself and took the drinks in carefully, handing a cup to Cameron and sitting back down
'It's nearly 2pm we should get going soon'
I ignored him
'I know you don't want to go, but you have to. It's for you remember. We need to just scan to see how your little head is doing'
I scowled at his words of 'little'
"Actually I'm 5ft2!"
He raised his eyebrow
"And a half !"
He drank from his cup and smiled into it, gulping loudly he got up and put his trainers on. Within 5 minutes, he had his jacket on as well with his car keys in his other hand
'Come on, shoes!'
I slipped my slipper boots on and put my cardigan over my tshirt, still holding my cup I stepped out of the door and got into the car
'Next stop, hospital'
* * *
I walked thru and it was pretty quiet for a Saturday, usually there was always casualties during the weekends
We sat down and waited patiently for our names to be called, it was just 2:31pm so we weren't bad for timing
'They're a minute late'
I rolled my eyes
"Why do you always do that? So what it's just a single minute!"
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Leaving Justin Bieber
Fanfiction'That's the thing about Justin, he doesn't know how to feel'