If not us, who? If not now, when? | Muke Clemmings

Chapter 7

...because I saw Michael laying on the floor, with some bottle in his hands!! I was soooo scared! He was unconscious! I kneeled next to him, looking for his pulse. He was giving weak signs of life.
"MICHAEL SHIT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!", I called ambulance, out of my mind. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM?!

When the ambulance came they took him and I called the lads, soon all three of us standing in front of Mikey's hospital room. We were pale, tired and scared as fuck. A doctor came, "Are you here for Michael Gordon Clifford?"
I jumped and said: "Yes, yes we are."
"Hows he?", Ashton said. I can't believe how calm he is in situations like this.
"He took to many pills and we had to rinse his guts...", doctor was relaxed, but we weren't at all. Our heart were breaking 'cause we really love Michael a lot.
"Can we see him?!", Calum was freaking out.
"He is resting now, still without consciou-", I stopped the doctor saying a "Please", more like a whisper. My eyes were full of tears. I don't know if I can take it any longer... Doctor was standing there looking at three of us and he felt sorry: "One of you can see him. But one minute, not a second longer. And now if you could excuse me..."
"Who should get in?", Ashton asked looking at me like it's obvious.
Calum whispered to me: "Luke... Do you want to come in? I mean you don't-"
"I'm going in.", Of course I am.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I stepped inside and my heart was breaking into million pieces. Michael was looking so weak, with skin paler than paper. I kneeled to his bed, taking his hand in my hands. "I'm sorry for whatever I did to you...", I whispered, holding tears. "If you....if you just told me what was wrong...Please, be strong bro.", I was stroking his hand while looking in his closed eyes like I expected him to get up and say HA HA YOU FOOL or fucking something... But... instead of that... Doctor came in the room: "The visit is over..."
"When will he get better?", I was too worried.
"In few days he should be able to leave the hospital. But I recomm-... Are you close friends or family?", doctor asked serious. You can't be real bro.
"He's my band member and my best friend.", I explained and holding back 'rolling eyes' mood.
"Okay, so, I recommend to take him to psychiatrist. He is going trough a hard period, as you can see... Fast recovery...", he was feeling sorry.
"Thank you....", I didn't know what else should I answer. Michael and psychiatrist?
I went out... there were still Ashton and Calum with our families... Karen came to me, sobbing: "Hows my son?" I closed my eyes and swallowed: "He is unconscious..."
"How did this happened?!", she was crying hard now.
"I... I actually don't know...", I felt ill... I sat down putting my head in my hands...
Calum sat next to me, "He will be fine bro..."
"I just don't know... What happened? Have I done something wrong?", I felt like it was just my fault and I don't really know for what am I guilty...
"It's surely not your fault...", he was trying to comfort me.
"If it's not mine, than whose fault it is?! I AM his best friend, I should've seen something like this coming!!", I raised my voice a bit.
Ashton kneeled in front of me whispering: "Bro, do you want to go home? To rest a little bit... This was such a long day... We'll call you..." 
"I'm not going anywhere.", it was a done thing.
"You can't help Michael from here...", he was trying to calm me but nothing will calm me down... Just Michael.
"Oh yes? And how can I be with him when I'm home?", it sounded presumptuous though it did not want.
Liz came to me. I think she was more worried for me than for Michael. "Son... You should really go home..."
"I won't go.", I shook my head and my eyes nearly turned into a endless ocean.
She sighed... And I saw that Calum and Ashton will stay here no matter what...
We got some coffee and sat.... We know that this will be a long night, but it doesn't matter...It's our boy.... Everybody left and there were just three of us and Karen... Ashton was trying to calm her down and Calum is trying to calm me, although they haven't feeling great ether...
Hours and hours were passing and we took a nap on totally uncomfortable chairs with smell of hospital getting deep in our lungs.... Next morning...

ღAuthors noteღ
Okay, this part was too hard for me to write, idk