Luke's POV
The doctor made a quick exit, head down and clipboard kept close to his chest. My eyes followed him down the corridor for a minute before looking shyly at the key in my hand. I turned it over in my hand, looking for anything on it that it should be used for, wondering who the last person was who had entered the lower basement.
'Luke?' Michael asked, taking his place leaning against the doorframe. I looked up at him and noticed a glimmer in his eye. 'Let's do this.' He said, grinning. I smiled for what felt like the first time in days and high fived mikey, going in to the hospital room with him.
'Okay, so,' michael started, pulling a map of the hospital out of his pocket. The lower basement wasn't included on the map but the basement was. 'We start here,' he said, poking his finger down on the map. 'We go down the stairs, and along corridor F, then corridor G and down another flight of stairs at the end of that corridor. From there I have no clue, but we stick together. Got it?' He asked us both, looking excited. I raised my hand cheekily and saluted michael, Ashton doing the same.
'I'll be back in about 45 minutes, stay put and I'll be back soon.' Michael quickly left the room, jogging down the halls. I chuckled, wasn't this going to be fun.
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A breathless Michael burst into the room, 3 bags in his hand stuffed with what looked like clothes.
'I'm....back...with...the stuff.' He puffed, bending down slightly in exhaustion. Ashton giggled and took a bag off of michael with his name on it, tipping the contents on to the floor.
I looked through it, black skinny jeans, black vans, black singlet and lastly, black bandana. Ashton grinned.
'This is sick mate!' He laughed, pulling off his shirt and changing quickly.
I took my bag off michael labelled 'Luke' and emptied it onto my lap.
Black skinny jeans, black vans, black nirvana tshirt and a black beanie. Once I had changed too, I turned to look at michael and I frowned.
'Heeey! What if I wanted a balaclava?!' I moaned, seeing michael wearing the same skinny jeans and vans, and a black fall out boy tee, but instead he had a black balaclava pulled down over his messy hair.
'I'm the only ninja in this group, sorry Lukey!' He chuckled, picking up the map from the floor.
Ashton lead the way to the door, leaving me time to press a quick kiss to Calums forehead.
'Bring. It. On.' Michael challenged, pulling his balaclava down fully. 'Oh yes.'
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Alive • Cake
Fanfiction"Calum, stay with me, please." I whispered hoarsely, choking up short sobs as I lay next to him on his hospital bed, his body turning cold and eyelids shut tight. "Its only a matter of time we can keep him alive." --- Or where Calum is in a coma and...
