Calum
My mind instantly started to fog up and my legs became weak, meaning I landed on the floor with an agonising pain shooting through my wrist and bum.
I tried to let out a yelp or a cry of pain, not intending for a cold hand to be slapped over my mouth, limiting my breathing and making my speech muffled.
"Be quiet," Luke warned, "if you speak you'll be dead meat in under a second." I took his advice, willing myself to shut up for just this once. He nodded, before wrapping a strong arm around my lower torso and pulling me confidently to my feet. My brain had gone into panic mode, and so I staggered around for a second, the pain bringing a queasy feeling to my stomach. I doubled over, Luke's arm still holding me up, and started to retch onto the floor, but before I could relieve myself of the on growing sickness feeling I was pulled away. I was blindly stumbling around, lead by Luke's strong grip on my painless hand.
"If you're sick here, they'll know for sure that you've trespassed." I gulped, nodding slowly.
I had no idea where I was going or if Luke was leading me to safety, but I really had no other choice than to follow like a lost puppy because, well, I was one.
I was inhaling staggering gasps of air as my head whirled and spun, trying to keep up with the pace he was leading me at. But I knew I was closer than I ever had been to death as my knees hit the ground and I started to cry; short, choking sobs sputtering out of my shaking and trembling body.
The next thing taught me to expect the unexpected, as Luke bent down beside me.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, I'm trying to help you." Luke soothed, rubbing circles on my back as I broke down in front of him.
His arms scooped me up, cradling me against his chest effortlessly, and he began to run. I had no idea how fast, but I didn't care, as long as I got home safe. I gripped his T-shirt in my hand, burying my face in the soft fabric, and waited. I heard him curse as we reached the border of the two inhumanities, and he stood still, jogging uneasily from foot to foot debating what to do.
"Please, Luke," I whispered, and that was enough to push him over the edge and to carry me through the rest of the woods. My eyes started to adjust, light flooding in through my pupils, and everything seemed to be spinning. I watched his face carefully, observing the way his shoulder muscles where tensed and his lips were no longer pulled back to reveal his teeth; he looked breathtaking.
"Calum," he murmered, setting me down on the floor with my back against a tree. "I have to go now." He reached out his hand, stroking my cheek delicately, before rushing off in a flash.
And I couldn't hold it any longer, and so I emptied my stomach, coughing and spluttering as it splashed all over the floor. All I had left to do was lean back and rest, knowing full well that I would be going nowhere with out help.
I studied my wrist, wincing as I looked at the already prominent purple bruise raising up on the skin.
I managed to scream out a "help", listening to it echo through the trees, before I passed out, my body burning from the sickness I was feeling and the still lingering touch of Luke's hand.
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I felt a stab against my rib as my eyes slowly peeled open, taking it a few seconds to focus on my surroundings.
3 boys and 1 wolf stood in front of me, Ashton being the one who had awoken me. He sighed in relief as I weakly smiled at him, coughing as I felt another wave of nausea hit me.
"I think he's fine," Harry announced, tugging at the fur of the wolf. "Ollie, get over here." The wolf edged closer, stopping a step away from me, and bending down. The others managed to manoeuvre me up onto his back, holding my broken wrist to my chest.
"Ok, we need to get it plastered up and Calum rested."
I'm not entirely sure what happened next, except for me vomiting a couple more times on the way to the out house.
Oh, and me requesting a blue cast, thinking only of a particular blue eyed boy.
A/n
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