Bastille and Ed Sheeran imagines/preferences

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Your POV: I can't believe it, this is so amazing! I never thought this would happen, like Woody and I have talked about it but I didn't think it would happen now! Wow wow wow! I have to tell Woody, I hope he takes it well! My amazed rambling is cut short when my phone starts ringing....

Hi....

Yes it is.....

What????....

How bad???

Ok I understand.....

I'm on my way right now.....

Woody's POV: "That's enough for today, great job everyone!" Our manager tells us and we head out of the studio. We're currently recording songs for the new album since the amazing success of Bad Blood and All This Bad Blood Dan's been tirelessly writing and composing songs. His talent is really quite epic, I don't know how he doesn't see it! I'm really looking forward to getting home and seeing (Y/N), I honestly love her so much! "Hey mate, Kyle and I are going to grab some lunch, you want to come?" Dan calls out to me. No thanks, I'm heading home to (Y/N) I reply, causing them to mutter things about me being totally whipped under their breath but I just don't care, she's everything to me, I want to spend the rest of my life with her. Hopping into my car I start driving home, SHIT! A car rockets into me, crashing my car to bits and seriously injuring me. I'm slowly losing consciousness from the pain, I can't feel my legs! Is my last thought before I drift into oblivion.

Will's POV: After we finished recording in the studio I went and did a little shopping for some birthday presents. On my way home I noticed a crashed car, it looks kinda like Woody's, but, but it can't be! I decided to check anyway, I don't think I'll ever get over what I saw, Woody was lying unconscious and looked seriously injured. My first instinct was to panic, Woody has been hurt!! But I try to stay calm and dial an ambulance, they said they'll be here asap, but will it be quick enough?

Your POV: If anyone had asked me what I felt after I hung up I don't know what I wouldn't told them; I almost feel nothing, like it's not even real, because how can it be? Woody hasn't been in a car accident, it's all fine. But that's not the truth and that makes me feel unbelievably heartbroken, I just don't know how to cope. Snap out of it! Crying and feeling bad won't help Woody! I harshly yell to myself and virtually force my mind into driving me to the hospital, but what will I find when I get there?

*skip to arriving at the hospital*

I ask a rather unfriendly looking lady sitting at the desk what Number Chris Wood (it feels so weird calling him that, he's always been my sweet little Woody) is stating in. "213" she replies, sounding very bored. I rush into his room. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I'm met with, he's lying a bed covered in cuts and bruises, I gasp when I see his legs are all bandaged up, how serious was the crash?? I can feel my own tears building, he just looks so helpless. I'm brought back to the present when he mumbles something, what did you say Woody? I question him, glad that he can at least speak.

Woody's POV: I wake up in huge pain all over, nearly drifting into the blackness again because of it. But before I can, I hear a familiar voice, I can't quite put my finger on who it is.....aha it's (Y/N)..shit, I really don't want her to see me like this. But I can't really stop her with my current state and all so she comes in. Her face immediately pales so I guess I must look pretty bad. I can see her eyes filling with tears, oh how I just want to hug her and say that it will all by ok -even though I'm not sure it will be. But the best I can manage is mumbling, (Y/N), baby, come here. She questions what I said so I repeat it, this time a little louder. She comes closer and embraces me, it kind of hurts but I don't care, I just need to hold her right now. What's the weather like? I ask, trying to make some small talk but I can see she's wanting to say something, (Y/N) I know you super well, I can see you want to say something, out with it. I say with a small smile. "Well Woody....this isn't how I planned to tell you....haha.....but ummm I'm umm I'm pregnant!" She says and I can see she's happy but nervous. I'm just so shocked! I've been wanting kids and I know (Y/N) was thinking the same thing but I didn't think it would happen so soon! Don't get me wrong, I'm overjoyed but it's very shocking at the same time! (Y/N) wow! I'm shocked! But it's great! Wow I'm going to be a Dad wow wow! This is amazing! I tell her, I still haven't really gotten my head around it. She hugs me tight and I can feeling her pouring her soul onto me. But suddenly I'm struck with the thought that I'm not going to be here for the kid, I won't make it, I don't know how or why I know this but I do. Baby, I'm so happy about this! I love you and him/her more than anything, but I'm not going to be here, this is it, it's my time to go, I love you, always remember that ok? I tell her. I can feel it coming, my death. "No no no! Woody this isn't real, it's just the pain meds, you're going to be fine, c'mon you have to be, you can't leave me I won't make it, please!" She pleads with me desperately. And I want more than anything for it to just be the meds or my imagination, but deep down I know it's not. What if I'm wrong though? My minds questions. So I try to brush it off and we discuss stuff like baby names, I love Willow and Jake but I'm not really sure what name he/she will have, I guess I'll find out soon enough.

We're just chatting at the moment and I feel ok, maybe it was just all in my head.....the next minute I feel a burst of pain in my chest.... then it all goes black.....

Your POV: It's been roughly 11 months since that day, I haven't really gotten over it, I don't think I ever will. Dan, Kyle and Will have been great, helping me try and cope, even though I know it must be impossibly hard for them too. Life hasn't been easy, especially since the birth of what turned out to be twins (!!!), a boy and a girl whom I named Willow and Joel (Joey). I love them more than I ever thought possible, they're the main thing keeping me going to be honest. Life is hard without Woody but I'll get through, I just hope that wherever he is he isn't feeling any pain and knows just how much I love him.

*AN* This is a rather sad one, I just felt in a sad writing mood, so here you go. (Sorry it's really crappy) @TheDyleShipperIsHere kindly have me some suggestion for future chapters so I'll be working on them now (thanks again!) I hope you guys all have a great day/night! :) xx Bella