Dreams Can Come True - A McBusted FanFiction

Chapter 21

Tom's POV
So I get a call from Danny, he screamed down the phone about Amy being in trouble. I ran to the car and drove well over the speed limit to her house. Danny opened the door with tears streaming down his face. 'Dial 999, NOW!' screamed as he ran upstairs. I did as I was told, calling an ambulance. I ran upstairs and was greeted with a horrible sight. Amy was sprawled across the bathroom floor, a razor blade in her hand. She was surrounded by droplets of blood and her arm was covered in bloody gashes. 'Danny, what the fuck happened?' I shouted, crouching down beside him and Amy on the floor. He had pulled her onto his lap, cradling her in his arms, the blood from her arm had stained his top, but he didn't seem to care. Her beautiful blonde hair was streaked with blood and her pale face stained with tears and mascara. I placed my hand to her chest and felt a very faint heartbeat. 'She's still breathing mate.' I said, patting his back. All of a sudden, the room was filled with sirens. I sprinted downstairs and directed the paramedics upstairs. They weren't very happy, but they let Danny carry her downstairs and into the ambulance. He spent the whole journey resting his head on her chest. 'D'you want me to text the guys to meet us at the hospital?' I ask quietly, Danny nods slightly. I send all the guys a text, and then, we wait.

We arrive at the hospital and Danny almost cries when the peel him off of Amy. 'You can see her later son.' Says some doctor.

'C'mon mate, we'll wait outside.' I say, pulling his arm. He reluctantly follows me outside, however when he smells the fresh air, he breaths in a sigh of relief. After about 15 minutes, Harry pulls up and out leaps Dougie, James, Harry and Matt. They get one look at Danny and start to worry. 'What's up?' asks Dougie shakily. Danny's in no state to talk so I explain the whole situation to him and the others. Just as I finished, a nurse came out and said, 'She's ready. One at a time though please.' Danny gives us all a hopeful look and we all nod encouragingly. He picks himself up and wanders into the hospital.

Danny's POV

As I walk into the room, my heart stopped. I gasped, running forward and sitting in the nearest stall to Amy's bed. I grasped her hand in mine and held it tightly. I spent ages tracing her scars with my fingers. She had them all under her ribcage, the bottom of her hips, the top of her legs and rings around her ankle. 'Oh Amy.' I said, staring at her tear stained face. The fresh cuts up her arm were scabbing over but little droplets of blood occasionally dripped down her arm. 'This is all my fault.'

Dougie's POV

We all waited outside in silence. Danny had been in there for an hour and I had a feeling he wasn't going to leave anytime soon. After a while, another nurse came in. 'You can all come in now.' She said. We wall followed her down the hallway and into Amy's room. I walked into the room and fell to my knees. Amy was laying in the ugly nightie, stained with blood. I could see the fresh cuts up her arm. I ran over and took at seat taking Amy's other hand. Danny was clutching her hand so tightly, it was going red. He was staring straight into space and was completely oblivious to the fact that we had walked into the room. We sat in her room for about two hours, I looked at my phone; 5 o'clock. At about 5.30pm, Amy's parents showed up, I'd met them once before and quite liked them. 'There you go Mr Willis.' I say, getting up from my seat and offering him Amy's hand. He took the seat but let me keep my fingers entwined with hers. Mrs Willis was standing next to Danny with her hand on his shoulder, 'You alright son?' she asked. Danny nodded slightly and she moved away. We sat like this for hours until about 11.30pm. A doctor came in and said, 'I'm afraid only family can stay overnight.' We all groaned and got up and let. Danny slowly got up but Mr Willis put his hand on his shoulder, 'You can stay son.' He said.

'Thank you.' said Danny, returning to his seat.

'Bye Dan.' I say.

'Bye.' He replied.

Third Person's POV

Danny didn't move all night. He slept with his head resting on Amy's stomach. Mr and Mrs Willis managed to sleep on the sofa. The boys returned the next morning at about 9am. Danny was still sleeping peacefully on Amy's tummy, snoring softly. Mrs Willis turned and smiled at her husband. 'He's a lovely boy.' She said, 'I'm happy that she chose him, he loves her so much.' Eventually Danny woke up, 'Do you want something to eat son?' asked Mr Willis. Danny shook his head, 'Drink?' once again he shook his head, 'No thank you.'

'Okay son.'

Danny's POV

I can't remember how many days I've been in the hospital, but I haven't moved out of this chair. To be honest, I don't want to live, or breathe until Amy can. I have no purpose until she wakes up.

2 days later

Amy's POV

*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep*

Did I actually hear that? *beep* *beep* What is that? My eyes flutter open and I catch some light, but they soon close again. *beep* *beep* Where the hell am I? I can feel a heavy weight on my stomach, and something tight around my hand. My eyes flutter open properly this time. I cough and the weight on my stomach is lifted. I hear a short gasp and a strong Bolton accent. My eyes focus on the first thing in front of me. Danny. 'Hello beautiful.' He says softly, squeezing my hand and stoking my face with the back of his hand. I smile and go to sit up, but I feel dizzy and raise my hand to my head. I catch sight of something red. I move my arm in front of my face and gasp, tears welling up in my eyes. 'No, no, no, no. This, this can't be happening! This can't-' I say, tears falling down my cheeks, 'Hey,' coaxes Danny, 'it's alright.' He holds my face in one hand, stroking my cheek with his thumb, 'Everything's going to be ok.' He smiles and leans forward, placing a kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes and feel the wet lashes on my cheeks. 'But it's not.' I say quietly, 'I've messed everything up, I didn't tell you, I'm anorexic, I'm-'

'Stop.' He says, pressing a finger to my lips, 'I don't care. You're beautiful and strong. Even in an ugly hospital gown, with bed hair, you're beautiful.' I giggle and squeeze his hand. I look down at the bed and realise the hospital bed is huge. I move to the side of the bed and pat the space next to me. Danny clambers in next to me and I lay my head on his chest. He strokes my hair out of my face and starts humming, then stops. 'Everything going to be ok, I promise.' He then returns to his humming. I match my breathing to the rise and fall of his chest ad fell asleep to the tune of The Heart Never Lies.