Nash's POV
About 40 minutes later, I get a call from my mom. "Hey mom how-" "Nash. It's Jayne." "What about her?" "She was hit by a car." "What?!" "She was crossing the street and a drunk driver crashed into her." "Is she okay?!" "No. Two broken ribs, and her lungs are filling with blood and she's in a coma. We don't know when she will wake up, or if she will." "I'm coming as soon as I can. Keep her safe!" I say as I hang up and pack my stuff. 'Stay strong. Stay strong.' But I can't. I break down and collapse on my floor and cry. I get up after ten minutes. I continue packing my stuff and crying. When I'm finished, I bring my stuff downstairs. "Where are you going bro?" Asks Cameron. "It's Jayne." "Ugh. Her again." He hates her after what happened. "Yeah her." "Oh, by the way. Hayes will be here soon." "Oh crap Hayes. Tell him I'll be back as soon as possible." He nods and I run out the door, throw my bags in the back seat and turn on my car. I drive to the nearest airport and buy tickets to fly to North Carolina. I'm bombarded by fans while I wait but I ignore them. When my flight is boarding I go inside. I am seated next to a bleach blonde girl with blue eyes. Her makeup is fake and she looks like a plastic doll. I roll my eyes and sit down. "Hey! I'm Natasha Heavens! Who are you?" She says in a way to perky tone. "I'm Nash." "Nice to meet you Nash! I'm also, one hundred percent single." She adds. "I'm one hundred percent taken, sorry." She rolls her eyes and the flight takes offs
Elizabeth's POV
Jayne looks so helpless lying in the bed. This is the girl whom I've known since her birth, unconscious. Her parents can't come for another two days.
Jayne's POV
I try to figure out what's going on. Am I dead? I don't think so... Elizabeth comes in and closes the door. "Nash will be here soon dear." She says to my lifeless body.
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the mistake / nash grier
Fanficdrunk mistakes, forever engraved into her mind. she loses her one love, will she ever be ready to forgive and forget? (unedited and from a very very long time ago, writing gets better at the end and in more recent stories)
