Ally's POV
I'm skateboarding with Austin today. I can't wait, but I'm scared. I've never gone skateboarding before. Not once in my entire 17 years. Today is the first time ever. Anyways, Austin, Trish, Dez, and I are all going, so if I fall, someone will be there to catch me. I hope.
3 hours later...
This feels great! Just feeling the wind in my face, the sound of the wheels on the concrete. I wish I could do this every day. Suddenly, I feel dizzy. No, please, not now. I have muscle weakness and every once in a while, I'll collapse. I stop and look around for everyone else before hitting the ground. They're on the half-pipe. Ten feet away from me.
I twist my leg and my ankle and my kneecap hits the pavement. And my head cracks open. A white light of pain bursts inside me. The next few seconds are a blur. Austin and Trish and Dez yelling my name, someone calling 911, the pain, me crying, Austin laying me down softly on the stretcher, more pain.
I passed out in the ambulance. Austin rode with me, as did Trish. Dez had to go home because he was being immature and screaming at the sight of my blood. If he thinks this is my fault... it's not. Not even Austin knows about my muscle weakness. Only Trish and my parents.
But I'll have to tell them all whenever I'm in stable condition. I've warned Trish not to tell anyone, not even Team Austin. When we got to the hospital, I was sent to the operating room to have surgery on my leg. Turns out I had broken it in three places. Three!
They also had to put staples in my head. I finally woke up completely to Austin praying at my side. Praying for me, his girlfriend. He's so sweet. "I'm awake, Austin." I say nonchalantly. "Ally!" Austin yells, giving me a bear-sized hug.
"My leg hurts!" I scream whisper. "Can you please go get the doctor?" Austin nods and comes back within five minutes with the doctor.
"Ah, Ms. Dawson, you're awake. Let me explain your condition to you. You had to have staples in your let, stitches in your kneecap, and you broke your leg in three places. You'll be in the hospital for at least a week. I think you need to tell Austin something." Dr. Marshall says, winking at me.
Austin has a confused look on his face now. This is it. I'm going to tell him. "Austin, I have muscle weakness." I whisper slowly. "What?! Why didn't you tell me?" Austin half- yells, half-screams. I flinch and my eyes start rimming with tears. Austin's face softens a little bit.
"I didn't tell you because I didn't want it to get in the way of your career. And also, I didn't expect for it to get triggered while we were skateboarding." I tell him, starting to cry. Austin let's me bury my head in his shoulder. "Ally, you mean so much more to me than my career. If I had known, I could have prevented this from happening." Austin states miserably.
I stop crying, giving a little sniffle every once in a while. Austin and I talk it out and pretty soon, visiting hours are over. My dad visited me several times during the night and so did my mother. She was pretty upset that I hadn't told Austin about my muscle weakness, but she let it slide this one time.
I went to sleep that night and I had a horrible nightmare. Austin was put in my shoes. He had muscle weakness and he collapsed and broke his leg and busted his head open. I woke up in a cold sweat. I cried and cried until I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I would never forget this. Never.