Chapter 5 ~ tears

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Lauren's P.O.V

He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me to an alley. "Jake, Stop! What are you doing? Why did u kiss me?" I lightly shouted at him. "I-I, it was a mistake. I mean, it was good, but I didn't mean to do it!" He said letting go of me.

I started to walk away with tears balling up in my eyes. "Wait don't go!" He said grabbing my wrist again. "Why? You don't want me here!" I said tried to get him off me.

He stared down at me with his eyes twinkling. Tears started to fall down my checks as I stopped trying to get out.

"I do."

"No. You don't." I said storming off. "Wait! Please!" Jake shouted after me. I ignored him and I started to run. He chased after me but I just kept running.

I could barely see anything because of the tears. My foot got stuck behind a rock and I tripped over and fell on my arm.

I screamed out in pain. Jake shouted out for an ambulance. "Someone call 999!" He shouted as he knelt down beside me cupping my head in his hands.

"I-I, I think I've broke my arm!" I cried.

Jakes P.O.V

"Lauren! You'll be ok! Don't cry...Please don't cry!" I said cupping her head.

"It hurts so much" she cried. Sirens echoed around us. "Who's been injured?!" They called jumping out the van. "She's here!" I said looking down at Lauren. She's so beautiful. I can't believe I ruined our first kiss.

I wanted it to be perfect. She probably hates me now.

"What's her name?" They asked me. "Lauren." I said as my eyes wouldn't leave her.

"Lauren, I'm from the ambulance team, I'm going to help you." They told her. Why don't they shut up and just help her! "Is this your boyfriend?" They asked her. I wish I was.

"No. He's just a friend" she said faintly. "Ok, could you help her up please?" They asked me. "Yeah. Sure" I said helping her up. I slung my arm round her waist. "Come on, let's get you up here" I said helping her up the step.

She sat down on the bed and looked at her arm.

It looked like it was broken. Badly.

"You'll be fine." I said stroking her hair.

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