ill and well, hate and love, girl and boy, Summer and Conor!
Will Summer age 19 get on with Conor age 22 when her mum accepts a new job being Conor's music producer,
Will fame go to Conor head when his first album gets release to the public and
Will...
I was just about to turn around the corner until everything on the car locked up and i was being slung around the rolling car until it came to a stop... I woked up in a complete sweat, and was looking around the room to find myself in a hospital with my leg raised up in the air in a cast but i calmed myself down when i looked to my side to find Summer next to me, so i laid back down and steadied my breathing and closed my eyes to resume my sleep...
Summers point of view:
i ran outside to the damaged car and screamed his name but still no response i smashed the window with my arm and carried him out and placed a gentle kiss on his head after his love you goodby speech and the sirens were here. I woke up in a panic when i heard a beeper going of on one of the machines and looked around the room to find a doctor stood next to the sleeping Conor, Oh hi doctor White i said lifting Conor's arm from me so i could get up. Hi Summer how have you been? recovering well? Yeah i feel much better since i got of those horrible tablets. Yes they can make people very tired and unwell but you look well he said. So hows Conor doing i said changing the conversation. Well i think we will need to do a MRI scan on his head and brain to see if there was any damaged done and he should be able to go home in a few days, he said, oh thats great, i said.
The doctor soon left and Conor woke up in a sweat, i immediately got up from my seat and went and sat down at the edge of his bed and stroked his hot face. I got him a glass of water to try to calm down his breathing and it helped. Hey whats wrong? i said concerned, I just had a bad dream, he said. About the crash i said. he didn't say anything except from look away. i gave him a hug and he excepted, its going to be okay Conor. No its not Sums he said pulling away, I need to look after you not the other way round. Conor its fine we can look after each other. Let me go get you some toast i said standing up and leaving his room. I grabbed 2 slices, a knife and a few spreads. I moved his table closer to him and helped him sit up in bed, i buttered the slices of toast and went and sat back down.
I went on my phone to see whats going on on Facebook until a slice of toast was in my face, i looked up and it was Conor. Sums you need to eat or your going to be in the bed next to me. Conor I'm fine you have it. Sums you haven't had any breakfast please, he pulled his serious concerned face so i just took it to make his expression go back to normal. Conor i forgot to tell you the doctor came round about half an hour ago and you have to have a MRI scan to check your head over again. MRI whats that will it hurt? he asked worried. No Conor i laughed a MRI scan is when you are in this tube and it takes pictures of your insides and it will check to see if you have any bleeds on any of your organs or in your case on your brain due to how big the crash was last night.
Conor's point of view:
even though Summer said it wasn't bad or scary it did feel it that i might have a bleed on my brain then who will look after Summer, probably Jack will swoop in and take her of me. A hour passed and 2 nurses and the doctor came round ready for me to go down for my MRI scan, I grabbed hold of Summers hand when they put me in the wheelchair and she walked down with us. We arrived and it looked so scary and clostifobic i started to shake so much but still didn't let go of Summers hand. The nurses helped me up onto this thin bed and the tunnel looked even worst. They then put all this headwear on me and Summer let go of my hand. WAIT! i said, Summer then bent down on her knees and kissed me, Con its going to be okay I've had hundreds of these they aren't that bad. Please stay with me, i begged. Im sorry Conor i can't. She can speak toy through the other side, the nurse said as she prepared me. Yes please i said. And i was of moving into the tunnel. I started to get worried again until i heard Summers voice come on..
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Hi Conor, said Summer. Summer i said. Its going to be okay Conor we are going to get out of here and we are going to go home, i could hear her voice going like she is going to cry. What things do you want to do when we go home, she finally said after a minute pause. Take you on holiday i said with tears rolling down my face. Where are we going to go? somewhere hot like LA and see your mum or we could go to Disneyland. Yeah looking forward to it... The MRI scan passed quickly with summer speaking to me and once i finished and came out of the tunnel Summer was there waiting for me and i grabbed her and gave her a massive kiss. The results will be back in a hour said the nurse so if you want Summer you can take him to Costa if you want.
Summers point of view:
The nurse helped get Conor back into the wheelchair and i put my straps on of my oxygen machine and we were of down the corridor. We ordered our drinks and Conor held them on his lap when i walked outside with him and the wheelchair. I found a bench and went and sat down and parked Conor up, i threw my oxygen tank on the floor and put my head in-between my legs to try and catch my breath back. Conor rubbed my back with his good arm and when i lifted my he'd up he passed me a drink.
We soon went back upstairs to Conor's room and it was time for the results which i was shitting myself for because he would have to have so much treatment for the bleed and he wouldn't be able to handle it. The doctor came round and it was silent in the room until he said it was all clear on his head and we were so both relieved and Conor can come home tomorrow afternoon which i was so happy about. It was soon time for me to leave which i didn't want to but i had to so i did and i went and got a taxi back to my house and packed a bag ready to go back to Conor's tomorrow night and look after him, all i did when i got home was go straight to bed i didn't even bother about getting any tea, when i got under the covers in a top Conor gave me i just went straight to sleep but dreamt about the crash again....
