And It All Started With... Twitter? (Liam Payne Love Story)

Chaptet 20

Jazz's P.O.V

The light was almost blinding. "MARK! Do I just keep walking?!" I called behind me.

"YEAH! Just keep walking!" he yelled. "It'll get less bright on the way down!"

"The way down where- AH!" All I did was take one step forward and I fell down a hole. He was right; it did get less bright on the way down. Pretty soon it was pitch black. I landed on my feet. "Hello?! Mark!? Anyone?!"

"Jazz! Open your eyes!" I heard Mark's voice.

"My eyes are open! It's just really dark!" I yelled.

"NO! Your eyes are closed! That's how you can still hear me! Open your eyes!" he yelled. "Open your eyes!"

My eyes actually were closed, I realized that when I opened them. Why was I seeing...blue fabric in front my eyes? I pulled the cover down and saw that I was back int the hospital room. I was ALIVE! I can go back to being the Awesome Oreo Loving Wedgie Giving Ninja that I am! (A/N You're welcome @snowbird47)

I looked around. The heart monitor was still flat lined. I pounded my fist on it and it beeped to life. I pushed the nurses aid button on my bed. "Hello?! Nurse?!" two nurses came running in.

"Impossible. You died three days ago." one nurse said. I decided to call her Red because she was wearing red lipstick.

"How could I die three days ago when I'm talking to you now?" I asked innocently. The other nurse, Pink because she had pink heels on, fainted. "Shouldn't you go get a doctor?"

"For her? Or me?" Red said then she fainted too. I laughed and got out of the bed. I took the blanket with me and because the gown still made my butt hang out. I wrapped it around myself and left to go find a doctor.

"Hello? Doctor...anybody with an actual medical degree?" I called into the hallway. Two doctors came walking towards me.

"Can we help you?" Beard, because he had a cool beard, said.

"Aren't you Jazzella Morgan from room 304?" Leather, because he had leather shoes, asked.

"Yes I am. Two nurses just fainted when they saw me in my room, and I want to go home." I hugged the blanket around me.

"Y-yes, of course. We'll get you some clothes, and then you can s-sign out." Beard stuttered. "Weren't you dead?"

"Yes I was but it just wasn't my time." I smiled.

"Uh...okay? So, we'll go get you some clothes. Go to the front desk and sign out." Leather eyed me. They both nodded then walked away. I went down the hall and to the front desk.

"Excuse me miss?" I asked an elderly woman. I shall call her Eld.

"Yes?" she looked up from her laptop.

"Can I check out?" I smiled politely. She nodded and handed me a clip board and a pen. I signed myself out and handed it back to her. "Thank you!"

"Okay Miss Morgan. Here are your clothes." Beard and Leather came and handed me a pair of blue skinny jeans, a green t-shirt, a purple hoodie, and my black baseball cap. It still had blood on it from the crash.

"Thank you so much. Have a nice day!" I smiled and went to the bathroom to change. When I was done, I left the dreary hospital and stepped out into sunny afternoon. I walked home, feeling like a boss. I HAD CONQUERED DEATH! And I had seen Mark again! YOLO! I went up my front steps, then realized- my friends thought I was dead. Obviously they didn't know that I wouldn't go down without a fight! I'm such a boss. I took my keys out from under my hat and unlocked the front door and stepped in. Did I smell...brownies? Yum, Harry was making brownies! "HONEY! I'M HOME!" I yelled.