I can't help it (ianthony)

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'Fuck fuck FUCK!' Ian screamed at himself as he ran to the hospital,

'God this is all my fucking fault, if I wasn't such a pussy ass bitch I would have stayed and argued with him then he wouldn't have had to leave the house and oh my god oh my god' he began to cry. But he stopped as he notice flashing lights in the distance, the hospital, he began to use his cross country 'meaty' thighs for better use so he sprinted full speed to the entrance, slipping in the reception and he clambered to the receptionist,

"Sir are you alright?" The woman asks worriedly

Ian pants, "huh-huh, yeah, huh, uh were is Anthony padilla and Melanie moat? P-please hurry"

She quickly types the names into her large computer,

"Room 331 second floor"

"Th-the second floor?" Ian stuttered,

"Isn't that the ICU?"

The woman nodded sympathetically

Ian whimpered as his eyes began to water once again,

"No.."

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A/n well shit, sorry for the load of swearing that I threw at you at the start and sorry I didn't really know how to end this chapter eh.

But right now I am listening to Enrique Iglesias cos he sexy as fxck ugh C:

How is this story? Is is okay? I feel as if I'm going down hill a little I want some feed back,

Thanks for reading commenting and voting, ily