"What?! Oh my God, is he okay? Oh my God, oh my fucking God" you ramble, tears streaming down your face.
"We're unsure at the moment, he is out cold right now. Is there any way of you coming to the hospital here in LA?" You pause. You had to go.
"Yes, but the flights from here to LA are around nine hours, but I'll figure something out." you say, still crying.
"Okay, we will call you the details about the hospital when you get here. We doubt he'll have woken up by the time you get here anyway. Oh also, m'am do you happen to know Matthew Helders, Jamie Cook and Andy Nicholson?"
Oh God.
"Yes, they're my friends"
"They were all in the car crash I'm afraid, but they're doing okay. It's just Alex that took it worse," he says. Your heart pounds in your chest.
"I'm on my way" you whisper. You rush out of bed, gathering clothes from the floor and stuffing them into a suitcase. You have no idea where you're going to get the money from to fly to LA. Either way, you had to get there.
Was he going to die?
You call for a taxi after ramming your suitcase with supplies. The taxi comes and you tell it to take you to the airport, which takes quite a while.
When you get to the airport you rush inside, straight to security check. The same man that wouldn't let you through last time was there.
"I recognise you! Ah, I see you have your passport. Off to surprise your boyfriend?" he grins, taking the passport off you and looking through it.
"Well, kind of, he's been in an accident" you say, your heart racing.
"Oh, love, I'm so sorry," he says. He nods and gives you back your passport. "Where to, love?" he asks.
"LA please," you say. "What's the cheapest plane?"
"Three thousand," he says. Your heart sinks.
"Okay, can I use my credit card?"
He nods.
After paying, you rush through the gate. You had twenty minutes for the plane to take off. You put your bag through to the plane, then you run to the queue of people waiting to board. You wait anxiously, tapping your feet.
After some waiting, you board the plane, and sit in a particularly uncomfortable seat next to a window.
You wait and wait and wait and then suddenly the plane starts to take off. You let out a relieved sigh. You were going to see Alex again.
