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Ten

Calum's POV (HAHA bet you weren't expecting that!!)

Ashton had been in there for quite some time after the doctor left the room, with nothing but a stressed frown on his face, he didn't aknowlage us but we did him.
"What IS he doing in there?" Luke groans as he fumbles around tring to find money in his pocket to buy some candy from the vending machine.
"God knows." Crystal says as she lifts her head up. She must have been bored out of her mind because she was utting upside down. Her head barely touchinf the floor and her legs folded so her feet had been on the chair seat. "I hope she's okay. That was really scary to watch she tells us." Me and Michael were oblivious to what had happened all we knew was that Luna had passed out. Luke was obviously too worried, hungry and bored too even tell us the events that hap ped, Ashton had came late and then went into her room therefore leaving me and Michael with blanks in what had happened.

"What actually happened?" I asked.
"What?" Luke said after a minute and with a couple of dollars in his hand.
"What happened to her?" I repeat myself. "Luke for gods sake go get your fucking candy" I chuckle at the 23 year old boy.
"Thanks." He said before worsening the corridor of the clean smelling building.
"Crystal?" I ask the upside down girl. She lifts her head before adjusting herself to be sitting up.
"Okay so Oakley had came in from the garden and Luna went to shut the door. She stood up and I guess she had a head rush because her hand went to her head. She said whoa and I was about to see if she was alright and then she collapsed. And then I tried to wake her up. Caller Mikey but it was Luke. Then the ambulance then Ashton." She rambles. Recalling the memory that caused her to be in distress.

"Shit." Micheal curses from the left of me.
"God I hope she's okay." I say.
"Calum we have know her our whole lives that girl could survive a zombie apocalypse. She's going to be okay." Michael scolds me for my concerned thoughts.

"Should one of us go see if he's okay?" Mikey suggest.
"Let me do it." I say.
"Hey I suggested it." Michael defends himself.
"Rock Paper Scissors it?" I ask
"Best of three?" He asks
"No just the one." I laugh.
"Fine." He says
"Rock..... paper"
"Scissors.... shot. Ugh fuck sake!" Michael groans as he holds up a pair of scissors to my fist.
"Haha loser." I laugh in his face.
"You're the real loser." He shrugs "I have my beautiful lady by my side."
"Mikey fuck off." I flip him my finger before slowly opening the door and peeping through the door looking to see Ashton sat in a chair opposite Luna's bed where she peacefully rested. Poor Ashton had sat uncomfortably in the chair whilst sniffling. I think he was crying.

"Hey mate." I say going to sit on the chair that was slightly opposite to his. I watch as Ash removes his large hand from his face and reveal his red and puffy eyes. "You alright?" My tone was soft and quiet hopefully quiet enough to not wake up the brown haired girl who was wired up to the wall.

"Ugh yeah sorry." Ashton mutters looking at his wife who hadn't shown any sign of being awake.
"Are you sure?" I knew Ashton. And I certainly knew when he was lying; this was a great example of that. The man was sitting in a chair with tear stained cheeks puffy bloodshot eyes, he wasn't okay. "Don't try to lie. I know you to well."

"It happens again." Was all he said, now I don't know if there was something he wasn't telling us or if something we knew happened again. "We didn't even fucking know." Ashton cries tugging at the roots of his golden hair.

"Ash mate you need to be more clear. We aren't telepathic." I say nudging his shoulder slightly. He doesn't even break the smallest of smiles, the corners of his mouth don't lift. His dimples seem nonexistent.

"We have been trying for a baby." He tells me "we've tried everyday for ages. And she had another miscarriage." He let's out a needed deep breath which I didn't realise he had held in. He was in pain and it seemed worse then the first time it had happened. They had such an innocent and pure love and they didn't deserve a pain quite like the one he was feeling now, or she'd be feeling once she finds out.

"Oh Ashton." I say leaving forward to pat his shoulder. "I'm sorry man. I really am." I apologise. I had no reason to apologise but it was needed. The empathy I feel towards the pair of them and everything they had in the past two years was lost. His hope had faded.

"You don't need to say you're sorry." Ashton slouches in his seat.
"Ashton don't be stubborn." I warn him. "It's me showing my condolences to you." I ruffle his hair.
"But no one died." He says. This kid is dumb.
"Ashton man listen to yourself." I say slapping the back of his head.
"What?!" He whines
"You're wife is having a miscarriage and you're saying no ones died."
"Oh shit. I did" he laughs lightly.

I get up and contemplate whether or not to leave him alone in here or to drag him out. "Get up." I tell him. I don't ask, I instruct him. The golden hair boy look up at me and shakes his head. "Get up Ash. It won't be healthy you being cooped in here." I tell him.
"But I want to." He said looking at his wife, my best friend, my little sister.
"Look get up and I'll tell Luke to share his candy." I say. Jesus I'm out here treating the oldest of the band like a three year old girl wanting a barbie doll. Now I wish Michael had won the Rock Paper Scissors. Grouchily Ashton gets up from his chair and pulls his white shirt flattening out any creases and follows me out the room; after reviving a push from him.

"Well well well" Michael smirks "the princess finally woke up" glancing at Ashton who had indeed looked as if he was taking a nap.
"Luke!" I snap at the young man who was ripping open one of seven mars bars.
"Huh?" He hums chomping on the chocolate he held in his hand.
"Give Ash your chocolate." I tell him. I earn a dirty look.
"What?!" He asks "well one bar at least." I tell him. Luke throws me a bar and I proceed to pass it to Ashton who grumpily stood against the wall.