Logan Paul Imagines

rest in peace

I threw the phone to the ground, not caring that it shattered. I sprinted outside to my car, and sped off to the hospital. My fists were white from gripping the steering wheel, and tears were streaming down my cheeks.

I got to the hospital, and I ran to the secretary.

"I'm here to see Logan Paul," I sobbed. "I am his girlfriend of six years."

"Logan Paul is in terminal condition, we can't have visitors in there right now," the secretary said, a bored look on her face.

"No," I whispered, staring at the door that led to the patients. I made a break for it, pushing them open.

"Miss!" Doctors and nurses called after me. "Security!" I heard the secretary scream.

"Logan!" I screamed, whipping my head back and forth to find him.

I finally did, and I looked through the window to see him attached to tubes, his bruises very noticeable.

"Oh my god." I was thrown back by the shock of seeing him, on the verge of death. We got the worse end of the car accident.

"Ma'am, we need to escort you out, immediately." I turned to see a security officer glaring at me.

"No," I said, looking back at Logan hurriedly. "No please."

He grabbed my arms and started dragging me out of the room.

"You don't understand!" I screamed. "Please! I love you, Logan! Please don't leave me!"

As the security officer led me out of the hospital and through the lobby, many people were staring at me as I was screaming. One woman plugged her young child's ears.

"No!" I sobbed, once the officer left me outside, I dropped down to my knees and started crying into my hands.

Lmao this made me really sad because it reminded me of The Thinning when Blake is trying to save Ellie but can't and they're being pulled apart. Maybe that's just me oops.