Saving Mr. Popular

Chapter 3: Accident

They reached Andrya's car and she unlocked it.

Andrya's POV

"Thank you, Atty Mino," I smiled and bowed at him for formality which pissed him off.

"Anything for you," he smiled at me and gave me a friendly hug. "Go now," he said, freeing me from the hug. Pushing me inside my car and closing my door.

I started the engine drew down the window and looked at him. He was still there waiting, looking at me making me feel like he was going to wait til they drove off.

"How 'bout you? I can drive you home," I suggest in worry 'coz the night is gettin' deep already.

"My car was just over there," he replied while pointing at the eastern part of the parking area. "Just drive off," he commanded; giving me the softest smile ever.

I closed my window, turned on the aircon, grabbed my sneakers from the backseat to change my stilettos, played my playlist put on my seatbelt then started driving. I blew the car horn warning him goodbye then drove off home.

I can't stop smiling while on my way home. My stress and exhaustion were gone because they gave me a little boost.

I was driving peacefully my speed was just the normal speed while listening to the random songs playing on my playlist.

*beep

My phone sounds like a notification. I just glanced quickly at my phone to see what was it, a message. I ignored it and focused on the road when a man suddenly popped out on the road.

Shit! Wth?!, Thank God for my quick reflexes, and I stepped immediately on the brake. I closed my eyes because I wasn't ready to see if I hit him. I slowly raised my head, which was on the stirring wheel, I bumped a little because of the impact. I quickly pulled the emergency brake, pressed the hazard warning lights, checked other cars passing -thank God there weren't any, might be because of the time and went out knowing it was safe and not minding the pain on my forehead and rushed outside.

The guy was already on the floor sitting an inch in front of my bumper. I was thinking of the worst scenario in my mind already.

I knelt down at his side not minding what I was wearing "Are you okay sir?" I asked him, but he didn't respond. Maybe a state of shock. "Sir! Do you feel any pain?" trying to ask him calmly. I'm confident I didn't hit him but still need to confirm. He placed his right hand on his chest, grasping for more air. What happenped to him before this?

I grabbed his left hand and pulled his sleeves up to check if he had any injuries or bleeding. Then, do the same on his right hand. He hasn't said anything he just let me check on him.

Then his breathing was getting heavier. Now, he's panting and looking weak, and worst he looks like he's going to faint.

"Sir, I'm taking you to the hospital right now," I informed him while trying to help him get up.

I put his right arm on my shoulders helping him with his weight slowly approaching the car. I can feel him breathing heavily by mere contact. Thank goodness I changed shoes a while ago and guided him through the passengers to comfortably sit there.

I leaned and was about to pull the seatbelt when he closed his eyes. Omg! No! I succeeded with the seatbelt and tried to talk to him.

"Sir! Don't close your eyes. Stay with me," I petitioned while holding his arm but not wanting to make him feel my panicking inside. "I am taking you to the hospital. It won't take long. Just hang on a little, please," I pleaded.

"No!" he said, begging. "Not in the hospital, please," he said with his eyes closed and a weak voice but enough for me to hear it.

"But sir!?" I said when I got distracted by some girls screaming. I pulled myself out of the car to check what's the commotion all about.

"SUGA babes! Where are you?"

"MIN YOONGI! Come out, baby."

"YOONGI OPPA, show yourself. I love you."

Gosh, who are these people? My brows furrowed. Screaming this late at night, some looked pretty young, some were my age, and some were older. Too many of them. Too disturbing! Who's Suga? Who's Min Yoongi? Was that a celebrity? A celeb is here? I asked in my mind.

Then I felt him grab both of my hands and squeeze it.

"Stay! Please!" He beseeched with his eyes still shut closed. I glanced at him, looking pitiful. I did as he said, then he talked again, "Take me somewhere else, please!" he begged.

I can feel fear in his voice like it's crumbling.

"Okay," I agreed. He locked his door and ran through the driver's.

I put on my seatbelt and started the engine. I drove off immediately, not realizing my way was towards the hospital, and I remembered him pleading to take him somewhere but not to the hospital. What should I do? What now?

I made a huge turn and drove home instead. Then, I glanced at him, and in shock, his head was tilted. I removed his black cap, a familiar cap. Crap! He's now unconscious.

I tapped his face, but he didn't respond. I was panicking inside but had to ensure we were both safe, so I calmed myself. I put my forefinger on his nose to feel his breathing. Then I accidentally felt his skin. It was burning. I felt his forehead to confirm, and Damn it!

I speed-dial my doctor, Dr. Eric Kim, my older brother's best friend.

"Please pick up," saying it multiple times like a mantra.

"Yes, Atty? What can I do for you, baby girl?" The person on the other line asked.

"Doc Eric! I need your help! My friend is unconscious. He's burning. I don't know what to do?! I need you to come to my house. I am on my way there," I blurted continuously in panic.

"Okay. I'll be there in ten. But please calm down if you're driving. You need to be both safe," he said, reminding me.

"I got it," I said, slowly calming down.

Then, focused on driving safely.

Dr. Eric's POV

When I received the call from Andrya, I immediately checked out. Good thing my duty just ended.

I drove to her home.

What happened this time? She said, her friend, and he's unconscious? So, a guy? I am confused right now. She never brought a guy at home or maybe one of his colleagues, she might have seen them at the conference this morning. My head is so preoccupied right now. And why am I suddenly interested?

I sighed.

Then, in ten, she finally reached her home.

The security guard knew me, so he let me in immediately.

I parked the car where I usually park when I visit her and went immediately inside.

"Doc Eric! Why the sudden visit?" asked Nana Rosa in confusion, Andrya's maid since she was a baby.

"Andrya called me saying there's an emergency, Nana," I told her.

"Emergency?!" she asked in shock. "What happened to her?! She's not home yet." She continued walking back and forth.

"No, Nana! It wasn't her. She said it was her friend. They're on their way here, so calm down, Nana. She's fine. I think," I explained to calm her.

"Oh!" She said in relief and sighed deeply.

Then we heard someone honking, that's her. I must be her, panicking.

The guards opened the gate, and she parked the car in front of the house's main door.

When she got out of the car, she looked stressed and tired.