I'll Come Back for You / Connor McDonough Fanfic /

Chapter 23

Connors POV

Were heading back home from our last show.

I think were going to stay in Cali for awhile.

Ali is in the hospital, again. But her uncle is staying with her for awhile.

He said that since she's 19 today, she can move away and wherever.

They never told me what happened to her but all I knows is she's okay. Or at least I hope.

"Con, you okay?" Riley patted me on the shoulder.

I nodded slowly, "But why does this happen to her? It's always her!"

"Calm down, she'll be okay, I promise." he says simply, which calmed me down a little.

I took a breath, "Okay."

I hate how my younger brothers look out for me, it's supposed to be the other way around, I take care if them!

He smiled at me then left to sit next to Kennedy.

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Alison's POV

I can't see anything but I definitely can hear people. The doctors working in me, the sweat coming down their faces, the family members in the waiting room crying because their sons in the ICU. But something's not right. I just don't know what, unless I wake up.

But I don't have the effort to, I need Connor now!

He's the one that I want to see. I want to hear him, I want to touch him, I want to know he's okay, I want him to hold my hand and say he loves me, I want to hear him breath, I want to hear him laugh, I want him. I need him.

"She's losing more!" a doctor screamed at the others.

"We need Dr. Garret pronto!"

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

••••

Connors POV

I'm driving to the hospital, even if her uncle threatened me if I do. I have to see her, I need to know she's okay.

I pass all the slow cars and make a stop at the red light. I can only imagine what she's doing. What if she's dead?

The light went green and I zoom out to see her.

I made it to the hospital and I run as fast as I can to the front.

I stop when I find the front desk, a woman sitting there.

"Hello, how can you help you?" She asked looking from her computer screen.

"Where's Alison?"

"Alison Johnson?"

I nodded quickly.

"Room 345." And she pointed to the doors.

I went straight to her room when I saw a familiar man passing by.

He glazed at me like I was some criminal then walked away.

Odd.

I opened the door and there she was. Peacefully sleeping. Her hair is a messy, but it made her look extra gorgeous.

I walked over and grabbed her hand like I did last time. She's okay, but I'm not.

I need her to awake but who knows how long that can take.

I started talking to her about random things, about what happened, how life is, and I sang happy birthday to her.

She's the only person that I can really talk to. She understands me so well, it feels like were the same person.

"I love you Alison."

After ten minutes someone said, "I lo-love you too Con."

"Alison!" I said with excitement.

"Where's my dad?"

My eyes popped, "D-dad?"

"Ya, he took me here, where is he?"

"I don't know, I thought your uncle brought you here?"

She shook her head 'no', "No my dad did."

"Oh, uh, I don't know, I think I saw him walk down the hall, and since when did he become nice?"

"I-I don't know..." she looked like she had to think.

"Anyway, what happened to you? Like how did you end up here?" I asked, hoping she'd answer.

"A doctor told me I was drugged." she looked away from my eyes.

"Oh, by who?"

She lifted her shoulders, "I don't know."

She sounded so different. Her soft, calming voice is now raspy and dry.

"Sir, it's time for you to go," The doctor walked in.

"Okay," I turned to Ali, I kissed her on the forehead, "Goodbye."