Lexi’s PoV –
“Lexi!” I heard my mum (Jayne, The Wanted’s manager) call worriedly from inside the kitchen. I got up slowly and walked into the other room to find out what was wrong. She was stood there as white as a sheet. This couldn’t be good!
“What’s wrong mum?” I asked worriedly, hurrying to her side.
“Tom just called me. Ezzie’s in hospital, the doctors don’t think she’ll have that much longer to live,” she replied, solemnly.
I’ve been friends with Ezzie since I was about four years old. Our parents were friends, and I suppose that’s just how our friendship came about - we’ve done everything together ever since.
The first time she ever met Max – her boyfriend – was at his mum’s birthday party. My mum and I were invited, so I decided to bring Ezzie along with me. She’d always been dying to meet the boys, and I’d never found the right opportunity to introduce her to them.
It was love at first sight between the two of them - they’ve been barely separable since! A few months later, they told everyone about their relationship. She moved in with Max and the lads into their London flat a few months ago. I go round there all the time to see her and have a chat with the boys…
It’s Tom that’s the main reason I go to see them though. Thomas Anthony Parker. He’s got a proper Bolton charm that makes all the ladies swoon. He’s a right laugh, the real life and soul of a party. But he’s more than that…from talking to him I’ve gotten to know that really he’s a big softy at heart – although, he’d never admit it to the rest of the boys! I think maybe I love him, only he’d never feel the same way back…so I can’t tell him, I can’t tell anyone.
“Wait, Ezzie’s in hospital?!” I exclaimed. How? How did it happen? When did it happen? Questions were running around inside my head. I couldn’t make sense of it all. Not long to live? It was only yesterday that I was round the flat visiting her.
Mum and I jumped into the car and drove straight to the hospital. As soon as we got there we found the boys waiting outside the room Ezzie was in. I gave them all a quick ‘hello’ hug, lingering for a little longer in Tom’s arms than I did any of the other boys. I breathed in his scent, before letting go of him again.
I looked to my left and saw Esmee lying in the hospital bed, she looked so weak and pale – I couldn’t bare to look at her any longer so I turned around. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. But I had to stay strong, for Max’s sake.
I couldn’t even begin to image how he was feeling right now, watching through the glass window in the door as the doctors moved around her still body, trying to check her breathing. I looked at him, his face said it all really. The moment was tense, in a few hours I may have lost the best friend I ever had.
I couldn’t keep the tears in any longer, they just came streaming down from my eyes. I felt a strong arm wrap around me, rubbing my shoulder gently for comfort. I looked up and was met by the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes I have ever seen. I rested my had on Tom’s chest, trying my best to stop the tears.
He gently steered me down the corridor, away from the hospital ward – he knew it was too much for me to handle.
“Tom, if she goes then my life wont ever be the same again! I wont have that one special friend who means everything to me to count on anymore,” I confessed to him as we sat down on a bench outside the hospital.
“I know,” he replied, still gently rubbing my arm, “But all we can do right now is hope and pray for the best. That’s what she’d want us to do.”
He had a point, but however hard I tried to hope for the best, it just wasn’t working.
Max’s PoV –
One of the doctors slowly walked across the hospital room and towards the door. I could feel my heart pounding, a lump formed in my throat, was it bad news? The doctor slowly pushed down on the handle and walked out, facing the four of us boys and Jayne.
He sighed deeply.
