Train Tracks and Romances

Chapter 10

I was woken by the noise of laughing children as they walked by my window. As I lived next to a road, I could hear all the children walking to school. It was official. Summer had ended. I wondered what this meant for me and Michael? Would it change or stay the same? I stopped the worrying and climbed back into bed. I wrapped my legs around Michaels and he turned to face me.
"Morning beautiful" he whispered in his gorgeous morning voice.
"Hey" I said as I kissed him softly on the lips.

It was later on and we had, had breakfast, gotten ready and now sitting watching the Big Bang theory. Michael got up and I took no notice of him. I heard a door open and I just assumed it was his bedroom or mine until he asked
"What's this?" I turned round seeing Michael astounded by my drawings hidden away. I had prayed he would never find them and now he had I had no idea what to do. I jumped over the couch ran infront of Michael, pushed him out the way and closed the door. "Michael!" I said "please don't go in there!"
"Why?"
"Because it's private." I said looking down
"How come on, how bad can it be?" He asked
"Wellllll," I opened the door and showed him a picture I had drawn and painted of him.
"THIS IS AMAZING!" He shouted
"It's not!, it's embarrassing!"
"No really! You have a real gift!"
"Really?" I asked
"Yeah!!! Is there anymore?"
"Well I have this one" I told him pulling out a drawing of 2 hands clasped together both with an anchor tattoo on their thumbs.
"Ok! I love this one!" Michael told me
"Really" I giggled.
"Yeahh! We should get these!"
"What? I asked in shock
"We should get these tattoos today!"
"Well, I don't see why not?" I smiled
"Ok ... Grab your stuff and we'll head!" Michael said "can I drive?" He asked
"Sure" I said with a flirty grin.

Michael told me he was taking me to the tattoo shop he had got his done, apparently loads of people come here that are famous ... He told me Oliver Sykes came here once when he was doing a concert over here. Michael knows what a big fan of Bring Me The Horizon I am - he teases me because a lot of people don't like music like that but I love it and I have a massive crush on Oli and yes Michael teases me for that too. I was too busy in my world of thought that I never realised we were here. I took Michaels hand as we walked in and suddenly got butterflies, I'm not sure why but this was my first tattoo so of course I was nervous. Michael was talking away to the man behind the cash desk. They exchanged a "grab his hand, pull him in for a hug and whack him on the back" sort of handshake, I laughed s little to myself before being introduced
"Rebekah, this is Gary" Michael told me
"It's nice to meet you" I extended my hand towards Gary to which he chuckled and asked why I was so posh in a strong Texan accent. I was surprised by his accent and took my hand away quickly. Michael laughed then went on to tell him what tattoos we were wanting. We looked through a book on the side of the desk full of designs. We never had to look far into the book to find the anchors. I found the perfect one and straight away showed it to Michael
"Like it?" I asked
"Love it!" He told me. He took the book to Gary and he gave it to Connor who was going to be doing our tattoos. I sat down first in a chair in front of Connor. Conner had lovely brown hair quiffed up. He had blue eyes as blue as the ocean, they were lovely, I could get lost in them, I was lost in them
"Excuse me?" I heard and snapped out of my drowning in Connors eyes
"What sorry?" I asked
"Which finger?" Connor asked
"Oh ehhh, this one" showing Connor my thumb "please"
"Ok" he mumbled to himself and then he started getting his tattooing stuff ready, I could now safely say I was shaking in my seat.
It was over... I had a tattoo on my thumb. Around where the ink was, was red and I had what looked like cling film wrapped around it, maybe it was cling film? Maybe it was some sort of special thing to make your tattoo not smudge or something I don't know? But I was happy with it ... Now it's Michaels turn.
He wasn't fazed by the needle at all, I suppose he'd be used to it by now cause he had had a few before.

We had got home not long after Michael had his done. I straight away got my Polaroid from my bed side table to take a picture. I ran down stairs screaming to Michael we would need to take a picture but I was shocked as I came down the stairs! Michael was lying facedown on the floor unconscious
"MICHAEL!" I screamed setting my camera down quickly on the kitchen table and rushing to Michael. I tried moving his body to face the right way but it was too heavy. The tears were streaming down my face now, I only left for 2 minutes, not even 2? I did not understand what had happened. I froze for a minute shaking next to Michael the tears leaving my eyes like a fountain. 'Please don't let him be dead' I thought and prayed inside my head. I fumbled in my pocket for my phone and quickly dialled 911 (999 in UK)
"Hello 911, what's your emergency?"
"Hi, ehm it's my boyfriend, he, he's collapsed" I say through sobs
"Alright honey, stay calm, what's the address?"
I tell her my address trying to calm down but I can't! How are you supposed to stay calm when your boyfriends passed out on the floor?
She tells me the ambulance will be here soon and in the mean time I've to check for a pulse every 5 minutes.
I put my phone down and shakily walk back over to Michael. I place 2 fingers on the side of his neck and can feel a plus. Straight away a sigh of relief escapes my mouth.

The ambulance arrived shortly after taking me and Michael away to the hospital. I had fallen asleep and was woken up by a nurse tapping my shoulder. Straight away the memories of what happened earlier came flooding back. My heart sunk as the nurse sat down.
"Rebekah? Here with Michael?" She asked. I nodded quickly feeling the tears build in my eyes.
"It's ok honey, he made it through, he just needs some rest" a rush of relief went through me and I relaxed a little. "You may go and see him if you like" she said ... She had a lovely posh and slow, reassuring voice. I immediately felt better when she smiled at me. I stood up, my legs asleep as I hadn't moved in a very long time. I walked up the long, haunted hall way along to Michaels room. I checked my watch and it was 20 past 3am. The hospital was dead ... Ok that wasn't the best choice of words but no one was here, it was spooky and there seemed to be a layer of smoke, I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath. I walked into his room, he was lying there, practically lifeless. I absolutely hate hospitals and this does not help. I sat down and tried to get comfortable, that never went well. I closed the curtains and climbed on to Michaels bed next to him. I kicked off my shoes, got under the covers and rested my head on his perfect shoulder. I could feel his heartbeat and that just made me feel a lot better. I felt the cold stream of tears drop from my face onto his shoulder, I wasn't too sure why I was crying, I'm not sure weather it was happy tears or sad ones. I think a bit of both. I finally drifted off and I knew I had a short time but as long as I was beside Michael I was ok.