things get bad sometimes
but recently things have been good, at night all the flashbacks come back and its painful
hope everyone is okay xx
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Chapter Five
“Registration number 155204, registration number 155204,”
On the other side of the soundproof doors stood a family of six.
I read the number pinned to the boy on the left’s cardigan, 155204.
“Hello, are you ready to go through?”
He looked up at me, his hair falling perfectly out of his face.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” he sighed.
I indicated them through to backstage and they trailed behind me.
I waited next to the brunette boy behind stage, it was very quiet around us. Only him, I, and the shakey 14 year old girl were present.
“What’s your name?”
He looked up again,
“Oh, I’m-“
The boy was cut off by a large crash to the floor, we both turned and saw the nervous blonde girl lying on the ground in front of us.
He and I dropped to her sides and turned her from face down upwards.
“What do we do?” he panicked,
I checked her pulse and caught a low blood pressure, she probably had a concussion from the fall.
“Can you hear me?” I asked in an unsteady voice,
She didn’t respond.
“HELP!” The boy yelled out,
“SOMEBODY HELP!”
I turned on my walkie talkie device and called into the muffled crackling sound,
“FIRST AID NEEDED?”
“UH, BE-BEHIND STAGE, WE HAVE SOMEONE DOWN”
Silence.
“I REPEAT, SOMEONE IS DOWN”
The boy looked at me in alarm, and I returned the stare.
“Do you know anything about fainting?” he asked,
“Blood pressure goes down, eyes can black out for long periods of time, my doctor always said that concussions can cause severe long-term damage, and to get help immediately when your head is hit.”
“Oh my God,”
The boy raised his hands to the side of his head as he stared at the girl.
With no answer from the other end of the communicator and stuck inside an isolated space with the cardigan wearing boys eyes on me, I remembered one vital piece of information from the walk-through night.
“The First Aid room,”
The boys eyes widened and he slipped his hands under the girls head.
“What are you doing?”
“You know where the first aid room is, right?” he asked in his british accent.
“Yes,”
“Carry her legs, we’ll take her there.”
I did as he implied and took her past the family interviews and into the First Aid.
The medics cleared one of the beds and we lifted her down onto it.
“What happened?” One of the nurses asked us as the others crowded around the girl.
“She fainted and I think she hit her head pretty hard, we were in the waiting room and she was extremely nervous.”
“Thank you.”
The cameras ran in and hovered over the poor girl, and that would be our cue to leave.
I followed the boy out and we walked side by side back behind stage.
“Thanks for helping, that was really considerate of you.”
“No worries, she must’ve been traumatised.”
I smiled at the boy, and he dipped his head in response.
A crew member popped her head through the curtain in front of us.
“155204, you’re on next.”
“Here I go.”
He skipped up the steps and did a few small jumps, breathing in and out.
“Good luck,”
He returned my encouraging smile,
“I’ll do it for that girl.”
My smile transformed into a grin and just as he was about to be called on, I called out;
“Wait,”
He turned his head around and looked at me.
“What’s your name?”
He smirked at his feet again, before returning my gaze and answering,
“Louis, Louis Tomlinson."
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