✓ | i don't like flirts, chosen jacobs.

( xxxvi.) but, i dont

I DONT LIKE FLIRTS ;
( xxxvi.) but, i don't
( real life )

a rush of panic was all that flew through zeas vains. she was truly on the verge of a panic attack , one of the closest people in her life , was in the hospital.

POSSIBLY DEAD.

because of her , her stupid concert , her stupid selfish actions.

chosen looked over at the girl , his eyes watched the girl as she played with her hands. the two were in the elevator, on their way up to travis room. he was unsure of what was wrong with zea , but he wish he knew what he could do to help her.

" do you think he's,,, you know? " her voice cracked as she asked the boy, turning her head to look at her.

the quiet of the elevator stayed for a split second as chosen thought, before he spoke, " no , no! i'm sure he's doing fine
zea. " he tried to reassure her.

a single tear fell from zeas cheek, " it's all my fault. "

the boy quickly walked over to the girl, grabbing her hand, rubbing her knuckles, " it's not your fault. " he spoke softly, using his other hand to wipe the tear off her cheek.

the redhead was trying her best to not breakdown into tears in the elevator. she needed to stay strong, not for herself , but for travis. incase of anything, she didn't want to bring him to tears.

the ding of the elevator broke the
moment between the two, allowing them to rush out of the elevator and to the front desk.

" hi, we are here to see travis cohen. he was admitted not to long ago. " zea speedily explained to the nurse.

the nurse nodded, typing something onto the computer, then telling zea where exactly the room was located.

zea looked over at the boy, watching as he gave him a nod,
" go , he needs you z. " he told her, watching to see the girl quickly rush off to the room.

the african boys attention went back to the nurse who still sat in front of him, " is, " he paused,
" is he gonna be okay? what happened? "

" he was envolved in a car accident, there was a lot of blood loss , but he'll be okay. just maybe not being able to walk anymore or retain some old memories. "

tears rushed down zeas face, she couldn't waste a second of her time. what if she had been too late , what if she could've helped somehow, what if she was the cause of this. she sped past tons of faces while looking for travis room, some expressions more depressing than others.

finding the boys room , she rushed to open the door. all heads in the room gave attention to her as she slowly walked over to the bed. she heard a steady heart line, and the sounds of crying coming from his parents.

" travis. " zea whispered.

the boy was lying in the hospital bed, his eyes open and giving her a faint smile.

the girl could feel her heavy heart become light once more. she felt the weight of the world be lifted off her shoulders. all of the sudden , she rushed to the boys bedside, giving him a tight hug, " i missed you travis. "

" i missed you too....? " the boy said in almost a confused tone.

pulling away from the hug,
" travis? " she said, " you know who i am ,, right? "

" i'm sorry , but , i don't. " and those words are what causes zea to once again go into her panic.

looking back at the boys parents, the doctor, and seeing even chosen entered the room.

" what's wrong with him? " she asked them, waiting for an answer but didn't get it, they all stood in silence, " are you all DEAF? WHATS WRONG WITH TRAVIS?! " she yelled, demanding an answer.

chosen made his way over to the girl, " zea please calm down. "

" CALM DOWN?! HOW CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN ONE OF MY OWN BEST FRIENDS DOESNT REMEMBER ME?! " she asked, feeling herself breaking down. tears flowing down her cheeks at the thought of this all being her fault. she fell down on the floor, out of chosens grip.

" zea please. " chosen whispers getting to her level of the floor, allowing the girl to sob into his chest. he hugged the girl, feeling the tears on his shirt. he hated to see the girl he admired for being so strong , at such a weak point.

and there zea was , bawling her eyes out into the chest of chosen. on the floor of a hospital room , due to the fact that travis cohen , one of her best friends , didn't remember her. the reason behind all of it , was her fault.
he would've never been in a car crash if he didn't rush to get to zeas concert, and that's what caused her to break down.

a / n ;
just remember , this is better than be killing off the soft
gay 🤠