Fictional Fangirl

Chapter 24

I groaned. I was on Asher's arm and I hated every minute of it. "Ready to go in?" he asks.

"Ready to get this over with!"

~ Kayla Shades of the moon

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Date: November 27th

I hate Mondays but I'm pretty sure everyone does. I hear my alarm on my phone. I mean It's nice to hear Niall Hornan's voice in the morning as an alarm, but it doesn't make mornings any better. Well...maybe it does a little. I grab my phone and turn my alarm off. I stretch my arms above my head. I grab my glasses and puts them on.

I walk out of my room and I start down the stairs when all of the sudden I trip and fall. I land weirdly on my foot. I'm super clumsy so this was normal however this time was different. It really hurt. I groan in pain.

I look down at my foot and it looks bent the wrong way.

"Help!" I yell but no one answers. I guess my mom and dad were already at work and Cameron is at school I guess. I get out my phone and I call Tristen. He picks up almost immediately.

"Hey," he says. "What's up? Is something wrong? You don't usually call me this early in the morning."

"Actually yes something is wrong. My family isn't home and I fell on my foot wrong. It really hurts and I can't get up," I say trying to fight back tears.

"I'll be there soon. I'm just going to need the code for your door."

"4983."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

I then have a sudden realization that I'm in my pj's and my hair is a mess. Tristen was going to see me like this. This is the exact impression I want to make on the boy I like and kissed but I don't know if he's my boyfriend or not.

Not long after Tristen walks in. "Skylar?" he calls.

"On the stairs," I say waving my arm.

Tristen runs over to me when he sees me and picks me up in his arms bridal style. I wrap my arms around his neck.

"How can I help?" he asks.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. "It really hurts."

"Should I call an ambulance?"

I shrug.

He brings me over to the couch and sets me down gently. He grabs a pillow and props my foot on it.

He sits down next to me. "On a scale of one to ten, ten being the worst pain you've ever felt, how much does it hurt?"

"Eight."

He nods slowly. He then picks me up. "Where are you taking me?" I ask.

"You need to get dressed and then I'm driving you to the hospital."

My eyes widen. "Hospital?"

He nods. "Pretty sure you broke something so you need to get it checked out."

He places me on my bed. "Anything you want to wear today?" he asks.

I shrug. "Anything."

Tristen starts going through my closet "You own a dress?" he asks sounding shocked.

"Yes. Of course, I own a- wait a minute. I did not mean I want to wear a dress. it is like minus ten degrees outside."

He takes out the dress. "You would look so beautiful in it though!"