Rory's POV
We stand outside the door, scared of what the scene will be behind it. Demi was stood behind us, she had decided to stay with me since Michael had said he wanted to go in alone and she thought i'd want company, which was nice of her.
"I'm ready" Mikey whispers from beside me. I turn to him and nod.
"If you want me there or anything just come let me know, okay?" i give his hand a slight squeeze before he slides through the door. I look through the small window of glass on the door and watch as he makes his way over to the hospital beds. His hands fly up to his mouth and he collapses crying. I watch my best friend, watch him in pain and I know I can't go in there to him. Know he needs the space to be sad and not have someone crowding him. But all I want to do is hug him.
I feel my chest tighten and I let all my feelings go. Unable to hold them in anymore. Tears start to fall from my eyes and I cry until I can't breath any more, cry till I'm sat on the floor struggling for air. My head feels light and my lungs don't feel like they can work anymore. I grab my chest and gasp for air. I start to feel dizzy and I can hear people talking but it's muffled. My skin prickles as someone touches my arm but I don't see who it as.
"Rory? Rory can you stand up? Rory? shit" a voice floats into my head but I can't figure out who it is. I strain my eyes to look around but all I see are three blurred shapes. I can vaguely make out a blurry blonde quiff.
"Luke" I breath. And the my vision goes black.
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Cliff hanger ooooooo
so I decided to update now and then again tomorrow (completely ignoring that thing I wrote before, don't judge me👀) that's the plan anyway 😂 sorry if any of this was confusing ahaha.
(I deleted that ramble from before, lets pretend it never happened 👀)
