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He Gets in a Car Crash.

He Gets in a Car crash.

Calum: "I'm sorry, you can't see him." A doctor informs me as I try to head in the ward to find Calum's room. "No, you don't understand." I begin to explain only to be cut off. "Family only, I'm sorry." He says to me and I gather up my thoughts to come up with a good excuse. "I'm his sister." I lie, desperation clear in my words as my eyes plead with the doctor's. He sighs deeply, studying my expression before giving in. I am insure as to if he believed me or if he just felt sympathy for me. Either way I'm grateful to him for leading me to Calum's room. I open the door, my eyes landing on Calum's fragile body instantly. My feet carry me over to his side and I gently raise my hand towards his face, soothingly running my fingertips across his cheek. "Calum, it's me. I'm here now, babe. I'm sorry I couldn't get to you." I say to him though I doubt he can hear me. My eyes trail down his frame, stitches and bruises leaving scars across his skin. I run my fingers through his messy hair, along his cheekbone and stopping at his lips. I lean down and place a soft kiss to him, praying that it's not too long until he kisses me back.

Ashton: "I'm supposed to be strong for him because I love him, right? But I can't. I cant do this. I can't sit here day after day watching him struggle to stay alive. I need him to wake up. I need him to be here with me. And I need him to tell me we'll be alright." I sob against Calum's chest as he tries his best to comfort me. He is helping me, he is calming me down but he's not Ashton; and Ashton's the only one I need and the only one who can't help me. "He's tough, Y/N. He'll make it through this." Calum assures me as he wraps his arms tightly around me. "But what if he doesn't?" I ask, my tears falling onto Calum's ripped shirt. "Don't think like that, okay? He loves you and he won't want you worrying about him. He'll pull through because he has you. Wow, this is getting kinda cheesy, but you'll be alright. I promise you."

Luke: I hold Luke's cold hand in mine as I sit beside him. My thumb gently rubs across the palm of his skin, hoping to soothe him. I've been told that he can't hear me and that it's unsure as to when or if he will wake up. Yet I talk to him, hoping he will. Someone needs to have faith in him. My eyes wonder from the dull walls to Luke and my heart breaks as I see him connected to multiple machines which are keeping him alive. He can't even breathe on his own. Tears escape my eyes as I notice all the cuts and bruises covering his skin. I move closer to him; as close as I can and I gently rest my head beside his shoulder. "Luke, you need to wake up." I whisper, my tear filled eyes looking at our entwined hands. "I know it hurts but you've got to pull through for me, okay? I need you to come back to me. I love you so much." I sob, as I hide my face against his shoulder. I repeatedly whispers words of 'I love you' and 'wake up', every seconds feeling harder than the last. "Please." I whimper. "Stay with me."

Michael: "As selfish as it sounds, I wish it was me who got in the accident so then I wouldn't have to see you like this." I whisper to Michael as he lies unconscious on the hospital bed. His usually dyed hair is now pale and the previous colour is fading quickly. I've been talking to him for a while now. I read that talking to people who are in a coma helps them wake up or something along the lines of that. I begin to talk again but am cut short by the beeping of a machine beside us. My eyes widen and I look to Michael half expecting some sort of reaction from him. I stand up nervously, holding onto Michael's hand as several nurses rush into the room. Before I have time to properly process what it going on, Michael is being wheeled away from me and I am sure if he'll make it through the night.

No part 2.

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