Ok, so this is a part 2 that was requested.
When I first thought about adding a part 2 I was considering after the hospital, but it didn't make much sense and was kinda boring, so I never updated it. Then I got this suggestion and this is what came out. I really really hope that you'll like it, I had a lot of fun writing it, but I'm not sure it's realistic. If it isn't, please use two minutes of your time to tell me. I really want to improve.
Im not sure what I should write next, I have a couple of Calum requests. But is it okay that I never write about Michael or Ashton?
Michael is worried sick right now.
Calum's hands are shaking a lot and he can't stop sobbing, despite how many times Michael has told him that he'll be alright. He is almost as pale as Luke, who is standing next to them, half hunched over, so he can play with Calum's damp hair.
"They called an ambulance," Ashton says making his way over them. He just spoke to managment, doing his best to calm them down. They didn't need more pressure on their shoulders, they were well aware of how strict their schedule was and how much the trip to te hospital was messing it up. But they didn't really have another choice. "How do you feel, Cal?"
"I'm- i'm good. There was no need," Calum stutters between his cries. He knows that he needs to go to a hospital, but the idea of ambulance and paramedics and all that commotion makes him panic. Michael rubs his shoulders, trying to keep him quiet, but it looks like he can't stop crying.
"We are in the middle of nowhere, we can't wait to get to a hospital with the bus, so they are pulling over wherever it's safe nearby and wait," Ashton explains. He takes the ice off Calum's ankle, staring at it, until Luke tugs at his sleeve.
"Ash, it looks funny," Luke says in a low voice.
Michael looks at them. Calum's foot is pointing inside, the edge of his ankle bone poking from under the skin, clearly visible despite the swelling. It wasn't like that before, Michael is sure of that. He hopes that Calum hasn't heard, but the boy quickly props himself up, trying to glance at his ankle. Thankfully Ashton sets the bag of ice back before he can look. "Lie back down, Cal, it's alright," Ashton says sending Luke a killing glare.
It takes half an hour for an ambulance to show up.
Paramedics quickly brace Calum's lower leg, putting him on a stretcher. Calum isn't one who panics easily, but the idea of being alone in the ambulance and the agonising pain that comes from having his hurt limb jostled make him cry like a toddler until Michael offers to go with him and hold his hand.
So Michael finds himself sitting in the small space next to one of the paramedics, staring at them as they put a tight tourniquet around Calum's bicep, their gloved finger looking for a vein to pinch. Calum whines when the needle is pushed in his flesh and the grip on Michaels hand tightens.
"This will help with the pain," the paramedic says and Michael nods, even if he isn't the one they are talking to.
"I can't feel my foot," Calum says at some point, "Is it a good thing?"
Michael snaps his head up, looking at the paramedic who is standing in front of him. He wonders how much Calum is in shock to think that not feeling his foot might be good. The paramedic keeps a neutral face, gently taking the brace off Calum's foot and touching it.
