A Boy Worth Saving (Previously Let Me Help You)

Chapter 13: Hearts and Health Part 2

A/N: Hey people. I'm sorry this is a week late. I had some stuff happen last week that prevented me from getting to write/update. But to make up, here's 3,500 words for your brain to absorb. I appreciate everyone who has read this story. So please vote and comment and get this story some more reads for me!! Thanks!

(Still Parker's POV)

I grabbed both of his shoulders with my hands and spun Hunter around to face me. "Hunter, that was vodka. You've had 5 beers and half a cup of vodka. I don't want something to happen to you ok?" Hunter kept nodding his head eagerly. "Now, I'm going to take you outside with me, ok? We are gonna sit down until you start processing the alcohol you've had." I grabbed one of his hands and one of his shoulders, before turning to face Sam. "If something happens I'll text you. If I tell you to get the others, just follow my directions. I'm not sure how he's gonna react to the alcohol. You haven't had anything alcoholic, right? What about Alex, Maya, and Brianna?"

Sam thought for a second. "I've only had water. Actual water, not Hunter's water. Alex...He had 1 beer then stopped, Brianna, she had a few, and Maya told me they had none. Just go take care of tipsy here before he starts hitting on every living and non-living thing in sight. Or attacking them."

I smiled. "Ok, thanks. We will probably be on the curb in front here. I'll let one of you guys know if something happens or if we need to go somewhere else. Keep your notifications on. You'll be my first try."

I grabbed Hunter and slowly pulled him along outside. When we were by the curb, he refused to sit down. I was fine with it, but stood next to him just in case. Hunter stumbled around to face me. His arms wrapped around my body, and I felt just how skinny he was.

Hunter laid his head on my shoulder and started drunkenly swaying, like he was trying to slow dance. My arms were still pinned down at my sides from his arms, and I could feel a blush growing on my cheeks. Stupid feelings. I just wanted to make sure Hunter was able to stomach his alcohol before he got in my car. Just then, Hunter started slurring quickly, to the point where I couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Hunter, talk slower." I still couldn't see his face. The dim light of the streetlight above and to the right of us cast the shadow of Hunter clinging to me, swaying like a branch in a breeze.

"I saaaaaiiiiiid, you're reeeeeeeeaaaaaaally cuuuttte. And I would toooootallllllllly kiss youuuu!" He lifted his head off of my shoulder and moved it in front of my face. "Riiiiiight hereee!" He planted his lips right on mine, trying to get me to open my mouth. I didn't have enough time to even process what was going on before Hunter suddenly pulled away and started frantically looking around. "Dooo you hear the riiiingy sound toooo??? Like a liiiittle high TWEEEEEEEE?!" He pushed away eyes wide, stumbling and swaying more, before falling down off of the curb into the road. I watched in horror as he fell backwards before I could catch him. He hit his head and tried staying awake, but he was clearly hurt. I would be surprised if he didn't have a concussion. "Stooop!" His eyes started fluttering open and closed, his breathing sharp and ragged.

"Hunter! Say awake, ok?! You're fine you're gonna be ok just please don't sleep just breathe. Please stay awake. Oh god..." Hunters breathing was sporadic and sharp, his eyes fighting to stay open.

Hunter gasped. "H-hurts..." He weakly grasper his head and stomach. "P-Parker it h-hurts." He was in pain and it hurt me too.

"Hunter." I shook him but he didn't move. "HUNTER WAKE UP!" I tried to get him to speak but his breathing quickened and I knew something was really wrong. I could feel the panic in my throat as I fumbled for my phone, hands shaking, and called Sam. Hunter was still sharply breathing, but his eyes were closed. Sam answered. "SAM! Get the others and go to the hospital! Something's wrong with Hunter, a-and I h-have to drive him, b-but he looks dead and he's breathing r-really quickly and sharp and h-he won't wake up!" I was sobbing at this point, trying to keep my phone next to my ear while picking up Hunter and carrying him to my car. He was so scarily light. I could feel all of his ribs and his arms were so skinny it broke me inside. But I had to focus on his safety first. I knew bringing him to the hospital would make the doctors call his mom. She would find out about Hunter's problems and it's all my fault.