Growing Up With Him- Conor Maynard Fan Fic

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I wake up with Iv's in my arm and in a hospital bed. I see Conor looking at me.
"Thank gods your alive!" He says. He hugs me and kisses me.
Conor's Pov
I heard her fall and I rushed to her house. She was on the floor, barely breathing. I called 999. An ambulance came and rushed her to the hospital. I waited and waited. The doctor finally came out.
"We need to ask you a few questions." He says.
"Okay." I say.
"How old is samantha?" He asks.
"17, she will be 18 tomorrow. " I say.
"Okay. Is she on any medication or allergic to anything?" He asks.
"No." I say.
"Was she born in Brighton?" He asks.
"Yes." I respond.
"Okay. Are you above 18?" He asks.
"I'm her boyfriend. Yes. I just turned 18 last Wednesday." I say.
"Okay. Where are her parents?" He asks.
"On their way here." I say.
"Okay thank you. Wait, your Conor Maynard? And that's Samantha Marie? The famous British singers?" He asks.
"Yup." I say. He nods and walks off. Her parents arrive. I tell them about what's happened.
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After a while the doctor tells us what's happened.
"Samantha has Syncope and Starvation. It means pretty much lack of sleep. She is deprived of sleep and food correct?" The doctor asks.
"Yes." I say.
"When was the last time she has slept, drank or eaten?" He asks.
"She hasn't eaten in almost 3 weeks. She hasn't slept in a week and a half. She's been at the office trying to finish her album." I say. My parents are looking after Marcus.
"When can we see her?" I ask.
"She is resting right now. Only one person here at a time." He says. The There of us look at each other.
"Conor you can stay. We have to go do work." Her mom says. I nod. They leave. I walk into Sam's room. Her pale body. It's tinier than usual. She has bags under her eyes. She opens her eyes. 
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I wake up in my bed. I look at the time. 8:30pm. Wait, that was a dream. I got sent home and slept. That was a weird dream. Wait, Conor! I rush to Conor's house. I knock on the window. He opens it. I grab him into a hug and he holds me tight.
"I've missed you so fucking much." He says.
"I've missed you to." I say. Conor looks at me.
"When did you last sleep?" He asks.
"Like a week and a half ago. Haven't eaten for like 2 weeks." I say.
"Gods love. You look terribly skinny. You look ill. Come on, let's go grab dinner and get you to bed. Tomorrow is your birthday and I will make it rememberable. Soon all us with be 18. It's just you, Zoe, Joe, Oli, jack and Caspar. " he says. I nod. We go to Nando's and eat dinner. I go home and shower and get ready for bed. I lay in bed with Conor, bodies intertwined once more.
"Get some sleep beautiful. Tomorrow is your big day!" He says placing a kiss on top of my forehead. I kiss his lips gently. We both fall asleep. It feels to good to be next to him once more. Holding him, sleeping, eating.