❤️chapter 29❤️

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TAYLOR'S P.O.V.

tonight, like everyone was doing something, so i decide to take a drive. i hop into my range rover & head out of the hotel parking lot & on to the street.

my musics up, windows down, wind in my hair, I'm just cruisin.

i pull up to a red light & am just sitting there. it turns green & start to drive...until I'm abruptly stopped by an 18-wheeler slamming into the drivers side causing everything to go black.

EMMA'S P.O.V.

me & Jack were driving home from our date when we pulled to a stop light. it was red. we were at a four-way & a set of lights turned green, a range rover-not just any range rover- Taylor's range rover started to drive, when he got to the middle, an 18 wheeler slammed into the drivers side.

"NOOO TAYLOR!" i shout as I'm bawling running towards the accident.

"JACK CALL AN AMBULANCE!" i stop at Taylor's car, seeing the entire drivers side is smashed.

"TAYLOR?! TAYLOR?! TayTay...don't leave me...please..." I'm on my knees bawling. i see an ambulance & they take Taylor away, one of the men say me & Jack can ride.

"I'm g-gonna go get Audrey & w-we'll meet y-you there, Emma." he chocks out. i nod & climb in the ambulance with my lifeless best friend. he's hurt. bad. cuts as long as a foot & a half. bruises, broken bones, i can't help but wonder...'is he going to make it?'

we arrive at the hospital & i text Jack which one were at.

within minutes, Audrey burst into the room. her face is stained with tears & make up.

"T-Taylor..." she whispers.

she walks a little closer & starts to cry. Cam walks in & gasps.

"oh my...." he trails off & makes his way to Audrey. he sits beside her & tries to comfort her.

a few minutes later, a doctor walks in.

"Ms. Dallas?" he questions.

"that's me, sir."

he nods, "i need to speak to you outside."

i nod & follow him outside Tays room.

"alright...-"

"Emma."

"alright, Emma. We don't think Taylor is going to make it." his words cut me. i couldn't breath.

"w-what..."

"I'm sorry. he's in critical condition & we can't do anything. we give him a few hours."

"oh...i-i...bye." i walk away, everything starts to spin, i stumble into the room & start bawling. i can't stop. i just watched my best friend get hit by a car & now he's gonna die.

"Emma? what's going on?" Cameron said, snapping me back into reality.

"t-the doctor says he's gonna die...with in a few hours..."

Audrey started bawling. i couldn't do anything. i was so shocked. i could hardly move. i made my way to Taylor's bed & crawled next to him, i wrapped my arms around him & bawled. i could not stop crying. i am losing my best friend.

all the boys came in & saw me & Audrey crying. they all pretty much lost it. they were all crying, but Dillon was bawling.

~~~|3 hours later|~~~

i was still laying with Taylor & Audrey on the other side of him. we were starting to calm down, when the heart monitor went "beeeeeeeeeeeep" signaling that Taylor Caniff is dead.

"NO HELP! SOMEONE HELP! HES DEAD. HELP ME PLEASE HELP! TAYLOR NO!" i was yelling all the boys started to cry harder. Jack held me, rocking me back & forth as i cried my eyes out.

Taylor Michael Caniff is dead.

the doctor came in & asked us all to leave.

is this real? no. this is a dream. I'll wake up & everything will be normal.

i got to the parking lot & my knees gave out. i hit my head on the curb & blacked out.

"Emma? are you okay?" a familiar voice called out.

"T-Taylor?"

"yes, it's me."

"you're alive?"

"no, this is a dream. I'm dead. you're asleep. when you wake up, I'll be gone. i just want you to know that i love you. thank you for always being there for me. I've been in love with you since before i moved."

"Taylor...i love you too. I'll join you soon."

"not to soon." he disappeared.

i woke up back at home with Cam sitting in a chair, Jack at the end of my bed & Matt sitting on the floor.

"guys.." i spoke quietly. they all moved to look at me.

"Emma..." Jack whispered.

"is he really gone?" i asked

"yeah..." Cameron replied with tears in his eyes. i nod & start to get up.

i don't know how im gonna do this.

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