I died that night. For six minutes and thirty seven seconds I was dead. My lungs collapsed. While in the car with Luke, he knew I stopped breathing, but he didn't give up. He rushed me in and the doctors resuscitated me. They had to do surgery on my lungs and had to reset my ribs. I had a severe concussion and slight bleeding in my brain.
But even though I died, I still made it. When I woke up the boys were waiting in my room. "I didn't think you were gonna make it." Ashton cried from his wheelchair. He was still supposed to be in bed rest, but they must've let him come see me. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not going anywhere." I said sarcastically.
"Shut up Lilah." Ashton laughed lightly. Luke wouldn't look at me. Michael couldn't stop smiling. And Calum, looked like he had been crying for hours. "I'm sorry." I said to all of them.
"Why the fuck are you apologizing?" Luke yelled at me. "Delilah you died. I was holding you and you just stopped breathing. And you're apologizing. You were beat to hell by a man twice your size who is still not in prison may I add. Listen to how ridiculous you sound. You have nothing to fucking apologize about."
He walked out of the room and I began to cry. Not realizing the effect this had on my four bestfriends. "Don't worry about what he said about Chad. One of us will be with you at all times. We will protect you." Ashton said grabbing my hand lightly.
"Make Luke come back please." I said quietly. Calum nodded and went to find him. Suddenly I felt so sleepy. "I love you guys. Tell Luke I love him." I said just before falling asleep, I slightly remember Ashton whispering "I'm in love with you." But that might have been the drugs.
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