Damaged: a Andreil Story

The Accident

I apologize for the shorter chapters recently. My english have been irritating me and i just give up in the end. Anyway, enjoy ^^
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Léo woke up harshly and sat up. He was in his room. His head hurt like a bitch. He groaned and rubbed his eyes gently, looking around the room. Everything was messy, per usual, but the thing that caught his attention, was the person laying in Andrew's bed, sleeping. Léo raised an eyebrown and got out of the bed, slowly making his way towards the person. As Léo approaches the person, he snorts realizing who it was. Neil motherfucking Josten.

Léo shook the striker hard. "Wakey wakey, bitch" said Léo as he shook Neil harder. Neil woke up and kicked Léo away, making Léo laugh slightly. "Fuck you, you scared me!" yelled Neil as he got up, rubbing his eyes. "What time is it? We're going to a dinner party at Wymack's house" yawned Neil as he grabbed the alarm clock on Andrew's nightstand. "Ah fuck we have two hours until we leave" said the striker as he stood up and stretched, his hoodie going slightly over his bellybutton. Léo snorted and grabbed some new clothes. "I'm stealing the shower first, loser" said the dark haired striker and walked out, leaving Neil in the bedroom. Neil yawned as he walked out if the bedroom, towards the kitchen to make coffee. The apartment was oddly quiet, something Neil actually really enjoyed. He hummed lightly as he drank his new made coffee and went to watch some tv.
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"Neil get your fat ass moving!" yelled Léo from the door, dressed in his nicest clothes, waiting for Neil to finish doing whatever he was doing. Neil hurriedly grabbed his shoes and walked to the door. As soon as Neil got his shoes on, they left the apartment, locking the door. The strikers ran downstairs, hearing the rest of the team yelling after them. Both boys ran to the car and the team were driving.

Andrew was the only person missing in the car, causing Neil to raise his eyebrow in confusion, but kept his mouth shut. Léo were rubbing his temples in hopes to get rid of his growing headache.
The entire car was silent. Nobody were speaking, too busy not making people mad or upset. The team were in a awkward silence.

The car ride was utter silence until they got out on the main road, leading to the biggest highway nearby. Half the team was asleep, including Aaron, Léo, Dan, Nicky and Renee. Neil silently sat and stared at his hands, clenching and unclenching his hands. Allison glanced over at Neil, watching him and raised an eyebrow in confusion. Neil looked up and at Allison, unclenching his hands hurriedly and put on a small smile.
Allison opened her mouth to ask a question, but closed it again shortly, looking away.

Out of nowhere the road was cleared, and the team drove faster to get to Wymack's house. Low snores echoed through the car, having Kevin stare at the team for a bit in the rear window.
As if it happened in slow motion, Neil heard tires screech and something big crashed into the back of the car, sending the team face smacking forward. Neil managed to cover his nose and face before the blow, and looked around in the car, everyone was unconscious, the smell of gasoline and blood filled the air.

"Fuck! The car is gonna explode!" coughed Neil as he unbuckled himself and started to try and wake someone up. Only person who responded was Aaron. "Josten, what the fuck happened?" he groggily asked as he held his bleeding head. Neil coughed as the smoke got thicker. "The car is gonna explode!"
Aaron's eyes widened and struggled with Neil to drag everyone out of the burning car.

Just as they got the last person out, the car exploded. Neil gasped lightly as he layed down, exhausted and breathless from the smoke. Aaron was coughing next to him, holding his chest tightly. The boys could hear an ambulance in the distance. Neil coughed hard and slowly closing his eyes, laying against the hard asphalt.

Aaron sat up and looked over to Neil, seeing he was about to pass out. "Neil! Fuck, don't close your eyes!" screamed Aaron as he crawled towards Neil, feeling his right arm was probably broken or at least bruised very badly. He groaned as he reached the striker laying on the asphalt. Aaron shook Neil hard. "Josten! Stay awake! You fucking moron!" he screamed as he shook the unconscious striker in his arms.

As the sirens got closer, Aaron gasped for air and kept screaming Neil's name.

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Beep....

Beep.....

Beep.....

Aaron groaned hoarsely and slowly shifted, feeling his chest being sore. He coughed harshly and slowly openes his eyes, feeling them sting as his eyes adjusted to the light over him. He coughed a few more times, hearing his ears ring, and a distant voice speaking somewhere. His hearing slowly cleared out, slowly reacting to the beeping heart monitor on his right. He closed his eyes once again as they stinged. "W-Where am I?" Aaron managed to croak out between coughs.

This got the attention to whoever was in the room, as he heard high heels clicking and a chair rolling towards him. He slowly opened his stinging eyes and his gaze met a tall male nurse with short brown hair and freckles all over his face. The man slowly smiled as he realized that Aaron was awake. A young lady, with pink long hair put up in a bun, clapped slightly with a smile. "Oh thank god someone woke up!" The lady smiled widely. Aaron coughed hard and shifted a bit. "What happened?"

The male smiled sadly. "I'm doctor Frederick, I will be treating you and your friends. To answer both your questions, you are at the Palmetto Hospital due to a traumatic car accident. You amd your exy team were in a exploding car. No casualties, yet..." smiled Frederick and rolled his chair over to check all stats of Aaron. "You were lucky, you got off woth minor head trauma... your roommate on the other hand.." sighed the doctor as he uncovered the person next to Aaron. Aaron gasped as he looked. Katelyn. "No.... No.... No! NO!" Aaron's hoarse voice screamed through the room, as he tried to sit up, the banging pain in his head and chest. Frederick sighed sadly and nodded to one of the nurses. The pink haired lady walked over and got something into Aaron's IV hooked to his arm. Aaron full on cried. Frederick smiled a sad smile.

"I'm sorry, young man... she's.... dead"

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