Curses And Kisses ;Book One (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Emergency Room

I ran into the hospital, and spoke to the woman at the front desk, " I'm here for Mark Edward Fischbach." She rose her face from her book, "Room 303." I nodded at her, and dashed to the room.
          I opened the door, "Mark?" When I saw him, I was relieved, but also worried. "Hey (Y/N)." Mark laughed. He had a breathing tube in his nose, his arm was wrapped up, and he had multiple scratches. "Mark! Are you okay? What happened?!" I worried. "Heh. Just a car crash. And I'm okay. Have you heard from Sean yet? They haven't told me anything." He replied. "Sean's here? What room?" I smiled, knowing that he would be just as fine as Mark was. "Room? He's in the ER. You didn't know?" He raised an eyebrow. "The ER?! Oh god! I'm sorry. I have to go see Sean. Bye! See you later!" I rushed out of the room and bumped into Amaya who was carrying some flowers. "(Y/N)! I'm sorry. I didn't see you." She smiled. "Hi Amaya. Do you know where the Emergency room is?" I asked. She nodded, "Down the hall to your right." "Thank you!"  I ran down the hall and turned to the right. There was a couple of doctors and a few nurses standing outside of the room. "Hello. I'm Sean's girlfriend. Is he in here? And can I see him?" I asked. They said nothing. A male doctor opened the door for me.
         I walked in. And when I saw him, I  automatically cried. "Sean!" I ran to his side. He was sleeping soundly, all you could hear is the slow beeping from the heart monitor. A breathing mask over his face, bandages around his head, covering his eyes, there was some blood seeping through. His lip was busted, and his nose was broken. I didn't want to touch him, I didn't want to break him more then he already was.  "S-Sean? Are you alive?" I cried. "Why yes Dearie. Just a major coma." A man smiled. I turned around and frowned, "What do you want Anti?" He laughed, "I've told you. I want you." "My heart belongs to Sean. Not you." I growled, turning back to the sleeping Sean. "Oh. It's okay." I heard smoke, "I'll just have to kill him." I turned back around. Anti was hold a voodoo doll, it looked like Sean, with a bright red heart in the middle of its chest. "What are you going to do?" I cried. Anti made a needle appear, and he aimed it at its heart, "I'm going to kill him." "Don't!" I yelled. "Wanta make a deal, Dearie?" He smiled.
         "What's the deal?" I asked. "Hm. That's for me to know, and for you to find out." He smiled, "I'll let Sean live, and give you something you've always wanted, but I want to." I didn't even think twice, All I needed to hear was that Sean was going to be okay, "Deal." I stuck out my hand. He shook it, "Great." Then, he snapped his fingers, Sean's heartbeat went up, and I felt sick to my stomach. But he still didn't wake up. "You lied! When is he going to wake up!" I growled. "Just wait beautiful. I have to leave first." He sighed, "Goodbye." And he disappeared in a could of purple smoke.
            A nurse walked in with a clipboard in hand. "Is he going to be okay?" I asked. She shrugged, "Healthy? Yes. But. He hit his head extremely hard, he may not remember anything. Amnesia." I covered my mouth, "Oh no." I wiped my face with my bare hand, "I have to go." I ran out of the hospital.
        .: 7 Days Later:.
      I've gotten so many messages from the hospital. Saying, "Oh. Sean is awake." Or "Mark Fischbach would like you to come down and see him." But I couldn't. I didn't want to go, and see Sean, not knowing who I was. I got a call on my phone, I answered, "Hello?" "Hey. (Y/N)? Can you please come down and see me today?" Mark asked. I sighed, "Why Mark." "Well. I can't leave, I dam by have a vehicle. Mine's wrecked from the crash." He laughed through the phone, "And...Sean wants to see you." I slowly began to cry, "He can remember?!" "Yeah. Doctors said it was like magic." He laughed. I quickly grabbed my jacket, "I'm on my way!"
       I ran into the hospital, "I'm here for Mark. Mark Edward Fischbach." A nurse pointed down the hall, "Its the third door on the left." I smiled and down the hall, almost smashing into the door. "Hey (Y/N)!" Mark stood up from the bed and smiled. "Hey Mark. You look better." I hugged him softly, so I didn't hurt his broke arm. "I feel better." Worried filled his face, "Do you feel okay?" "Yeah. I feel fine. Come on. Let's go see Sean." I giggled.
        I stood at the door of Sean's room, hand hovering just above the handle. "Open the door. Do you know how to?" Mark asked. "What if he hates me because I didn't come and see him?" I cried. "He can't hate someone he loves. That's nonsense. Now. Open the door." He sighed. I nodded and opened the door wide. "Hello? Who's there?" Sean asked. I stood in the doorway, he couldn't see me from my current position. "If your a nurse. Can you call my girlfriend. I know you've called her a million times already, but. I want to see her REALLY badly." I heard him smile as he said that. I ran towards him, and wrapped him in a hug, "Sean. I love you so much." I was crying, he was crying. I looked at Mark, "Why are you crying?" "Shut up. I have something in my eye." "Oh yeah." Sean wiped the tears from our faces, "Whatcha catch?" "Tears!" Mark cried harder. (Reference!) "Oh (Y/N). I've missed you so much." Sean laughed. "I thought you were going to forget me. I was so scared."  I smiled at him. We just stared at each other for a little. "Are you guys going to kiss, or just stare at each other?" Mark laughed. Sean smashed his lips into mine.
      I had to pull away, the doctor came in to check in on Sean. "When will he be able to go home?" I asked. "If he passes all his test, then later on today. And if he does, we'll drive him home." The doctor replied. "What about me?" Mark asked. "I've told you. You can go home. You were supposed to leave 3 days ago. So please Mr. Fischbach, go home." The doctor laughed.
---------At Home with Sean---------
          Sean and I were laying on the couch, cuddling. But something was so off about him, something was wrong with him. "Green Bean. What's wrong?" I asked. He shrugged, "Do you really want to know?" I nodded. "I have to go back to Ireland, tomorrow." He sighed. I sighed, "It's fine. You've been here for like two or less weeks. You need to go back home, just as long as we still stay in touch." I giggled. "Thanks for understanding, princess." He rubbed my head. "I want to go to Ireland. It looks pretty." I added. "It's pretty, but it's cold, and it snows. And it rains. It's just not a place for someone as bright and beautiful as you." He pecked my cheek, "I should get to bed. Early flight." He stood up and stretched, "Coming?" "Oh yeah. Yeah, I'm coming." I smiled.