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You slowly open your eyes, to see that everything around you was blurry. Your head hurt a lot and your stomach felt like it had needles in it.
You see someone walk in with a chart, and they see you. The quickly run out and yell something in the hall that you can't hear. Suddenly, a bunch of doctors come in. One of them shines a flashlight in you eyes and another looks at your throat.
"Hello Miss L/N." Someone says. "I have a few questions for you, are you able to talk?"
"Y-yeah." Your voice sounds horse and scratchy but they can understand you.
"Okay. What's your full name?"
"(Your full name)"
"Okay. Date of birth?"
(Just so it fits I'll make a birthday up) "February 2nd, 1998."
"How old are you currently?"
"18."
"What's your fathers name?"
"(Your fathers name)"
"Well Y/N, your basic memories seem to still be here. Do you remember anything from before what happened?"
You think for a moment. "Yeah I guess. The last thing I remember is talking to John I'm a different hospital room."
The doctor smiles. "Perfect. Well, I'll be back in a few minutes to inform you on what happened if you wish." You nod. "Okay."
The doctor walks out and there's a nurse taking some notes after reading the machine. She looks at you and smiles.
"Glad you mad it through. There's a note here if you like?" She says.
Confused, you nod slowly. She walks out and when the doctor comes back in he has a letter in an envelop.
He sits down at the end of the bed. "So, Y/N, you remember the attack right?" You nod slowly. "Okay. Well, your wrist was fractured, and you had some minor abdominal bleeding. But for some reason it got worse really fast, and, unfortunately, you flatlined twice." You gulp, trying to hold back tears. "We stopped the bleeding and it's healing really well, but you must of gotten a head injury because you didn't wake up for roughly two weeks."
You lean your head back and sigh. You weren't going to cry now. "Is everything fine now?" You ask.
"That's the good news." The doctor smiles, "everything is working great. You will have to stay here for a few days but if everything looks good we can send you off again!"
You smile. You could finally go back on set and see everyone again. The doctor leaves and closes the door. A cop stands by the door still. You had the letter in your one hand. It was sealed so you slowly open in. You take out the piece of paper, and see its from Sam. You start to read it;
Y/N,
I really hope that you pull through this. The last two weeks have been incredibly hard for everyone.
Harry, Paddy and I leave tomorrow, so I won't be seeing you for a long time.
I thought I should tell you now, rather then later.
I really like you Y/N, love in fact.
It's hard to say but I said it right here.
I'm going to miss you Y/N, a lot.
I hope you get better.
~SamYou put the paper down, and close your eyes. A tear drips down your cheek and lands on the paper. You wouldn't be seeing Sam for almost a year probably. You keep your head back and look up at the ceiling. In your head, you thank Sam, even though he can't hear you.
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Four days later you were able to go back on set. John picked you up and you were finally back. You had strict instructions on what to eat and you had to take lots of medication, since your stomach would be screwed up for a while. You had to keep your brace on for a bit too, but that didn't bother you too much.
The first time you got back into your trailer, Winter was meowing away. You picked her up and sat down on the couch and cuddled her for a while.
Harrison burst into your trailer and scooped you up into a hug. Jacob and Zendaya followed and they were all happy to see you back and well again.
A week after you got back you started directing again. Damn, it felt good.
You were sitting in your chair, while Tom did a scene with Laura.
"Tom look scared. You looked excited right now." You yelled at him.
"Alright." Tom said and tried again, but failed.
"Tom, look like the person standing in the same room as you is going to kill you. Like be TERRIFIED!" You emphasized the last word.
Tom finally listened and bailed the scene. You smiles and you all continued filming.
After, Harrison walked up behind you, and scared the crap out of you. "Jesus Harrison. Don't do that!" You yell and punch him lightly in the chest.
Harrison laugh. "I was wondering if you would like to hang out in Toms trailer with Jacob, Laura, Zendaya, Tony and I."
You roll your eyes. "Sure. But no drinks!" You say.
After filming you walk over to Toms trailer to see Harrison and Zendaya were already there. You guys ordered pizza, and you made your own dinner so you wouldn't hurt yourself.
Everyone got here and started eating. You thought Tom was going to explode with Pizza.
"Tom, your gonna die if you eat anymore." You laugh and take a BUW of your food.
"But it's pizza!" He says and takes another slice.
Everyone laughs at Tom, and we all know that he's gonna get sick.
"When did Harry, Paddy and Sam leave?" You ask, not really knowing.
"Just less then two weeks ago I guess." Tom shrugs. "A few days before you woke up."
You nod. "Oh. Well that sucks I didn't get to see them one last time."
"Yeah they really missed you." Tom says and Harrison smirks.
"Yeah, especially Sam." Harrison Laughed and so did everyone else.
You roll your eyes. "Oh wow guys. So immature. So what Sam may have a crush, it's nature. I wouldn't want to be bugging Harrison and Tom about theirs."
Everyone goes dead silent and Tom and Harrison just stare at you with wide eyes.
"Oh my god, why don't we know this!" Zendaya screeches.
You shrug and laugh. "I don't know. But I'm joking around. But harrison, your face and toms just went so pale that I thought you guys would be sick."
Everyone laughs and Harrison and Tom let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey everyone, let's take a photo." Zendaya says and pulls her phone out.
You all get together and take a pretty awesome selfi. Zendaya sends it to all of you and you decide to post it.
"So glad to be back with this crew! I love all you guys, well maybe not Harrison😂"

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