COMA

"So this is our last day to stay here, what are we gonna do?" I asked. "How about hmm.. Spa?" Clare said. "Are you kidding me? I'm a muscular man who never ever gonna get a spa, okay?" Zayn protested. Clare and i chuckled. Is it wrong if muscular men getting a spa? Ha. "Ah come on, Zayn! Let's feel the sensation of spa! I bet you're gonna love it." "No i won't!" "Oh, alright. We're not even bestfriends anymore." I threatened. "Fuck this. Okay okay whatever." Zayn finally surrendered. "Nice!" I said. Then we decided to go to the spa. When we walked into the spa room, suddenly i felt like something came out from my nose, holy fuck i couldn't see anything, i lost my balance and......... "EMMA WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Clare and Zayn brought me into the nearest hospital. 2 hours later "Uh i'm so sorry, your bestfriend still couldn't get up." "What do you mean, doctor?" "She's getting coma." The doctor said.