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[ i forgot what disclaimers i put about profanity, but there's a little bit in this chapter, sorry ]
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chapter twenty-one
a little bit of hope

better (adj.)
/ˈbɛtə/
more desirable, satisfactory, or effective.

"PERRIE," Jesy shook the blonde awake. "Get up, we're going to the hospital.

"What?"

"Just get ready. We can get food there or after."

Perrie shrugged but groggily put on her boots and unlocked the car door.

"Leigh might not be gone forever."

Her face lit up. "Really?"

"Yes, now come on." Jesy pulled Perrie by the hand and lead her into the hospital wing where Leigh had been brought.

Her sister was sitting on the chair outside Leigh's room, "they just finished running tests, she's in a coma."

The sighs of relief echoed in the eerily empty hallway.

"I know we've only just found out that Leigh is going to be okay, but-"

"Don't you fucking dare."

Perrie ignored Jesy's threat. "If she was last by Newcastle chances are she went out there to save Jade."

"Can you go one day without thinking or talking about Jade? Fucking hell, Perrie Edwards. So lovesick you can't even pay attention to your dying bandmate."

"Dying?" Leigh's sister held back a sob.

"She's going to be fine, I promise." Perrie coaxed. "Shut up, Jesy. I'm allowed to be worried. She's your bandmate too."

Jesy rolled her eyes but didn't retaliate.

Perrie unlocked Leigh's phone. "Yep, she was where Jade was."

"How are you sure?"

"Your sister's a clever one, she took geotagged pictures of the house before, before it happened."

She smiled.

Perrie grinned back, "We can still save her."

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