*KYLIAN'S POV*
"She's w-what?", I stuttered feeling myself go numb as I held the phone to my ear.
"She's been in an accident, it's pretty serious, can you get to the hospital?", when I didn't answer, Ney grabbed the phone from me as I was frozen still.
"Yes he can, I'll take him now", Neymar said into the phone before ending the call and pulling me to his car. I couldn't even remember the drive to the hospital I was in that much shock as I felt my world crumble slightly. Not giving Neymar a chance to stop the car when we arrived at the hospital, I opened the door and jumped out as he scolded me but I didn't care as I saw multiple cars and paparazzi waiting outside the gates. Seriously? Well I couldn't even think about them as I ran through the hospital doors and towards reception.
"Hi can you tell me where my girlfriend is please? She's been in a car accident", I said quickly as I felt ever so flustered.
"Can I have some ID please sir?", the middle aged woman said. What the fuck.
Slamming my hand on the table feeling impatient, I saw multiple heads watching me. "Forget about ID! Just tell me where my fucking girlfriend is!".
"Kylian, bro", I felt Neymar put his hand on my back as I sighed in annoyance watching the woman take Neymar's ID before letting us through, a scared look on her face. I didn't mean it but I was getting agitated. Running through the dark corridors, we finally reached a room seeing multiple people pouring out, I soon noticed it to be her friends and the guys from the club as well as her family and friends from back home. Feeling everyone's eyes on me when I pushed through the little crowd that had formed, I stiffened up when I saw her lifeless, pale body lying on the hospital bed. Her eyes closed as drip machines were attached to her with an oxygen mask on her face.
"No", I whispered as I couldn't take my eyes of her. "No no no".
"Sir please don't touch her, she's very fragile at the moment", the doctor said when I reached out to her bruised and broken body. My heart ached when I looked at her. "I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask everyone to leave the room, we will be taking her to the operation theatre soon and I need the room clear".
"Operation theatre?", I frowned still looking at her watching the bag attached to the oxygen mask move slowly. She looked so weak yet so peaceful.
"Yes sir now please could you vaca-", the doctor said but I was getting frustrated.
"No I'm staying with her", I yelled feeling hands pull me back but I just wanting to be with her.
"Bro, come on she will be fine", Neymar said. Sighing as the doctor looked at me disapprovingly, I was pulled out the room as I watched Savanna until she was no longer visible to me.
"How long will she be in there for?", I asked the first doctor I saw as the door shut. We was now in the waiting room as was everyone else who had came to see as soon as they heard about it.
"It's hard to say, she's not in the best condition but once she is out we will be sure to inform you all, I'm sorry sir but I really have to go", the little doctor said as she walked back into the room shutting the door once again. I sighed rubbing my eyes with two fingers, how the fuck did I let this happen. Surely this was all my fault, if she was not so angry she wouldn't have wanted to drive away from me.
"I know what your thinking", Layvin said sitting down next to me as I took a seat on one of the chairs. I always hated hospitals, they just remind me of death and were never a nice place to be. "Don't, it's not your fault. Shit happens, Kylian".
"I think you'll find it's all his fault", snapping my head to the side when I heard the nasty remark, I saw Charlie's fucking Angel's staring back at me. Chelsea, Alex and Bruna. Hm when did she get back. Throwing a phone on my lap, I picked it up soon seeing it was Savanna's. "Unlock it", Bruna said sharply looking at the phone. Frowning, I unlocked her phone as my stomach dropped. Panic setting in as I saw a picture. The picture. "That's the last thing she was looking at before she crashed".
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PARIS | Kylian Mbappe
FanfictionCOMPLETED | "If two past lovers can remain as friends, it means they were never in love...or they still are" Kylian Mbappe 2019