Minishaw - Misery Loves Company

Part 2 - Near Loss

  A/N: They got some amazing goals in the charity match!

    CalFreezey's POV:
Lux knocked lightly before letting himself in and putting my favorite snacks and energy drinks on my desk for me. He asked if I was recording before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek and leaving without giving me time to respond. Wonder why a straight guy who probably just came in from his girlfriend's place just kissed my cheek? Oh well, not like he hasn't done weirder, I have a game to win that's way more important.
My phone buzzes just as the victory royale shows and I quietly cheer myself to not bother my flat mates too much. I'm surprised when I see a new message from Josh since Vik and Si are usually the only two up at this point. He basically said that Harry might need someone to talk to and might be taking drugs. As soon as I heard this, I knew I needed to check on him.
My hand trembled as I raised it to knock on his door. What do I even say anyway? 'hey, so we haven't talked in three days but I heard you're slowly killing yourself' doesn't actually seem like a good conversation starter. Why hadn't I checked on him more often and had Lux been checking up on him at all? I mean I saw him leave this morning, but neither of us talked to the other. Fuck. A few moments passed before I knocked again as I stood there and hoped for the best.
  "Hey, um Bog? You in there?" Silence, it wasn't like him to be this quiet.
The door was unlocked, so I let myself in. It seemed at first nothing was too out of the ordinary. Then I saw the empty bottles littering his nightstand. Pills, shots most seemed empty. I called his name one last time as I stepped around his bed and saw him laying unconscious. My heart dropped as I quickly got down and checked for a pulse or heartbeat or anything to show he was still alive.
  "Lux!!! Call an ambulance!!" He had a pulse still, faint but there, if we were fast we could save him.
  "Is this a pra...... Holy fuck." Lux had come in and was dialing as I sat there holding him and crying.
Just as we were leaving to follow the ambulance, my eyes landing on a bottle that had rolled slightly under his bed. The name seemed familiar and I was pretty sure it was a sleeping medication, but still there was no telling what he had in him. Lux put his hand on mine as we sped off towards the hospital and all I could do was pray he survived.

 
   Simon POV:
I didn't even bother doing more than pulling on clothes. Josh woke Vik and told him as we all three hopped in the vehicle we could all fit in. Hazzy had ODed and it might be too late. After noticing how shakey I was, Josh demanded he drive. Vik climbed in the back as I sat with my head against the window and cried quietly. Why did he have to do this. He may be a bit annoying at times, but he's so funny and seems so entergetic. He was the last of us I expected would end up like this.
  "Simon, we're here." Josh said as I felt him pay my shoulder.
  "Guys, I think I'll hold back a moment." Vik told us.
  "Don't smoke too much. You're going to ruin you...." Josh was really starting in on him now?
  "Save it. There's enough shit happening that a few cigarettes are the least of our worries." I defended Vik even though they were technically horrible for you.
  "Fine. Go find the Cals and I'll call JJ since he's still wherever the fuck he goes." Josh told me as he walked ahead of us.

Vik gave me a side hug before I hurried to the waiting room Cal had told us to meet him in. They were the only ones there and Lux was holding Cal tightly as the blonde sobbed. I tapped Lux who looked up and smiled weakly as Cal looked up as well.
  "If he's dead we killed him!" Cal suddenly yelled.
  "How were we to know? He talked to us and went on like normal. I need you to breath, please." Lux replied.
  "Do we know if he's likely to make it?" I asked as I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair next to them.
  "When....when we got here the doctor said a five percent chance...but at least it's something." Lux answered.

I put my head in my hands. Five percent was fucking low. We might loose Haz. We might loose someone who was our energy. He was cute and funny and somewhat crazy but in a fucking perfect way and he could be the first of us to die. I'd never manage to recover. He'd been my light since he ran up and kissed my cheek at Thorpe Park. I'd been having such a shit bout of depression and he did that to make it better. Honestly I joke about it being weird or awkward but it made me feel so much better...

  "Excuse me, we have some news about your friend." The doctors voice broke me from my thoughts.
  "Please just say he'll make it." I mumbled as I wiped my tears.
  "Well, he's made a surprising recovery. His breathing is almost average although he hasn't shown signs of waking." The doctor explained.
  "Can we go see him??" I asked sparked with fresh hope.
  "Yes, just please alert us imediatly if he wakes." The doctor said as he showed me and the Cals to his room.