The Bodyguard (5sos)

Chapter 27

Hunter Webb's POV

My shoulders jerk from side to side as the car moves erratically underneath my control. Yeah, I don't necessarily like Maeve, but I feel as if I am kind of responsible for her. I basically adopted her from the streets, so I guess I'm her "father figure" technically. So that's why I am going to see her. And in any case, she is my best agent and if she dies... Well that would be an issue. This whole thing could have been avoided if I was't a good person. 

My car skids to a stop in front of the hospital doors. The valet guy comes to my door, and I gladly toss him the keys. I hate this rental car anyway. He nods at me and I watch as he drives away. Calmly, I wander into the hospital. I don't even know what happened to Maeve, all I know is I got a call from a sobbing Calum. It was like he was crying about a break up. What a wuss. 

"I'm here for Maeve." I mutter to the attendant at the desk. 

"What is your relation to her?" She says unamused.

"I'm her fucking guardian." I spit at her. 

She glares at me, but tells me the room number where Maeve is staying. "Oh, and sir? She's in critical condition, so please be careful. And one at a time in her room." 

I give her a curt nod as I move in the general direction of Maeve's room. A sobbing Michael sits outside the room with his head in between his legs. Ashton sits, seemingly emotionless next to Michael. His eyes are red and tears are stained on his cheeks. Luke is on the other side of Ashton with his hands covering his face. The three boys obviously upset, but it seems as if they don't want to admit it. Calum is no where to be found, I assume that he is in Maeve's room at the moment. Luke glances up at me in confusion. I forgot he doesn't know who I am. 

"Um, hey. I am Hunter. I'm Maeve's kind of boss and guardian person. Is she in there?"

I nod to the door next to them. Luke nods still unsure about who I am. 

"Is Calum with her?" I ask gently.

"Yeah, I can send him out if you'd like." Luke whispers.

I tell him that I can wait and shuffle awkwardly toward a vending machine near by. My favorite candy is there and so is Maeve's, so I by one of each. Quietly, I munch on the chocolate bar as I wait for Calum to finish. Maeve never really seemed to like chocolate as much as I do, as her favorite candies are skittles and starbursts. I never understood why, they are so artificial and gross, but whatever floats her god damn boat. She never has been picky about her food anyway, she just ate whatever was on her plate. 

The door opens and I watch as Calum leaves the room, running a hand through his hair. The three other boys don't make a move to get up. I take this as my cue to visit Maeve. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Calum tense up at the sight of me. It's expected, he doesn't know who I am. 

"Who the hell is that?" I hear him yell.

The sight of Maeve takes my breath away. She looks so pale and lifeless. I have never seen her like this before. Maeve has always been so lively and aggressive. She has a tube inside of her mouth that is keeping her breathing, an iv is placed in her arm giving her unknown fluids, and her eyes are glued shut. I can only see the soft rising and falling of her chest when she takes a breath. 

I clear my throat as I sit down next to her, and I take her hand in mine. 

"Hey Idiot." I say softly. "I thought I told you not to get yourself killed. That's okay I guess. You're my only competition in the agency and I'm afraid that you will take my place." I sniffle a little bit. "You know, I would miss having you around, even though I totally hate you with a burning passion. You are such a great agent and it's so amazing to get to work with you." I wipe a tear away from my eye. "Look, Maeve. You turned me into a fucking emotional sap. I can not believe I actually am crying over you. Fuck, maybe I do want to keep you around. Honestly, I'm proud that you are such a great agent. At this point in my life, you are kind of like a daughter to me, and I've never had a daughter. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that you mean a lot to me, even though I fucking hate that fact. But whatever.. Stay strong, okay?" 

I sit there in silence for a little bit, in my own thoughts. I don't like the position that I am in. Why do I care so much about Maeve? I shouldn't care, she is only my coworker. Right? But I raised her when she had no one. I was her only lifeline. Maybe I should care. I really don't know what I should feel. Whatever. It's only Maeve.

I figure that I should leave and let her get some uninterrupted rest. Just as I pull the door open, I hear a slight rustle from the blankets on Maeve's hospital bed. Whipping my head back, I see Maeve's eyes start to flutter open. She seems to panic when she realizes that there is a tube, supposedly helping her breathe, in her mouth. I tell her not to worry and that the doctors will be in soon. Maeve blinks her eyes to communicate that she understands what I am saying. I nod my head, then rush out of the room to find the nearest doctor. 

Something a little bit different for you all! I hope you like it! It was surprisingly hard writing in Hunter's POV. I thought it would be easier. But Hunter is a tough character so I had to make him seem tough. IDK, tell me what you think!

Alcazzam