Hoyeon's POV
I gripped my head and closed my eyes, the pain crawling to every part of my brain. "Hoyeon? Hoyeon!" Jisung shook me by my shoulders but my head ache worsened.
I winced in pain and hit my head on the table repeatedly. Jisung stood up and helped me walk towards the girl's bathroom. I leaned on the door and groaned when my left side of my head hurt even more, like a knife was in it.
I opened at eye to look at Jisung. My vision was blurry because of the tears. "J-Jisung, it hurts.." I dropped on my knees and tried to stop my head ache from not moving but it's still there.
Jisung cupped my cheeks and made me look at him. "Look at me," He instructed, his face serious. "You're going to be alright. The head ache will subside." I nodded although the pain is still there.
I was catching my breath. Sweat started to form in my temples.
And I passed out.
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Jisung's POV
My eyes widened when Hoyeon suddenly fainted. I took her in my arms and shook her again. "Hoyeon!" I clicked my tongue and carried her bridal style. I immediately rushed out of the café, leaving all our friends behind.
"Jisung!" I turned around and saw Haechan pointing at his car. "I'll take you two to the hospital." I nodded and ran towards his car. He opened the back door and I went in, placing Hoyeon on the seat.
Haechan closed the door, went to the driver's seat and drove towards the hospital. I looked at Hoyeon and my heary hammered harder on my chest when her blood was slowly dripping out her nose.
I took out my handkerchief and wiped the blood off her nose. "Her nose is bleeding," I told Haechan and he stepped on the gas. "Hey, be careful. You might get caught." I said. I saw him smirk in the rear view mirror. "Don't worry. I can pay the fine."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, of course." He chuckled and we finally arrived. I opened the door before stepping out, carrying Hoyeon. A doctor was near the hospital's entrance and he also saw me.
"Oh, dear." I heard him mumble. He tossed his empty coffee cup in a trash bin beside the entrance and approached me. "Sir, please wait here. Nurse! Bed!"
On cue, two nurses pushed a bed from out of nowhere. I placed Hoyeon carefully on the bed. "Don't worry, sir. We're only going to send her to the hospital's infirmary to check her. If the condition is bad, we will have to move her in a ward." I nodded.
I followed them as they went to the hospital's infirmary. They let me in and I waited in a chair beside the door. I was so worried about her. I rubbed my arms, telling myself she's going to be alright.
They checked her pulse, her heartbeat and everything else. All I care about now is if she's okay or not. The doctor turned to me. "She's okay. A trauma triggered inside her brain that's why she fainted."
Trauma? What trauma?
I paused as my mind showed flashbacks and my ears can suddenly hear the words in those scenarios.
"Do you love me?"
It was my own voice.
"We'll, I don't."
"Let's break--am not drunk, Hoyeon!"
"I don't--not meet again--"
"Let's break up, please."
