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Tom's P.O.V

Exactly five hours, twenty minutes and thirty seconds ago Danny was hit by the car, we arrived at the hospital half an hour later and he had been in surgery ever since. And to hide from everyone else how scared I really was, I counted exactly how many hours we had been there. A doctor walked in the room but passed us and went up to another family.

"How long have we been here?" Harry asked, he was pacing in the room looking at the door, we all wanted the doctor to just get here and tell us what was wrong, but at the same time we didn't want to know in case he was going to tell us something we didn't want to know.

Like, that we would never meet Danny Jones again, that the impact had killed him. Or that we, by moving him had broken his neck, causing him to go into coma, and that he wouldn't wake up again. I looked at Dougie, his eyes were closed and he leaned his head onto his arms. It looked like he was sleeping, his breaths were deep and calm, and I didn't know if he was sleeping. But in a way I hoped that he was, and then maybe he dreamed that everything would be okay, and then he would be able to convince me that it was. Our best friend had been hit by a car, and we didn't know whether or not he would survive. And we wouldn't only lose our best friend if Danny died, we would lose the band too.

"Harry you should know that I'm totally blaming you for this." I then said, glaring at Harry who was the one that had forced Danny to date another one of his stupid ex girlfriends.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, then pointed at Dougie with an accusing finger. "If you're going to blame anyway, then it's him!"

I sighed deeply, then glared at him.

"I can't blame Dougie." I simply said then looked at Dougie who were looking at the door with sad eyes. "He's the baby of this band, and we can't blame him."

"Oh but you have no trouble blaming me?" Harry then said walking up to me and poked me in the chest, causing me to squeak. "Let me tell you Thomas, this was not my fault!"

"Boys!" all of us turned around and we saw Danny's mum walking in with his sister Vicky not far after her. "It wasn't your fault."

She sat down on the chair next to me, Harry nodded and then backed away, knowing that she was right. It wasn't our fault, you couldn't really blame anyone, but the guy who had been drinking and driving. We all sat in the waiting room being absolutely dead quiet waiting for the door to open, so that some odd doctor could tell us what was wrong with him. But the door kept shut, and no one opened them. The silence was driving me crazy, I just wanted to push the doors open and make them tell me where my best friend is. My cell phone vibrated causing me to open it.

"Tom, how's Danny?" James, one of my very best friends asked sounding worried. "Yeah mate, how is he?"

Matt asked after him, then Charlie came and asked the same thing, they were currently in Scotland on their way home from a concert. It would probably be one of their last ones, James couldn't stand being in the same band as Charlie much longer. And Charlie couldn't stand the songs James had written for their new album.

"We're not sure guys." I simply replied sighing deeply, the only one talking in the room was me, normally Danny would have been here making us laugh our butts off.

But he wasn't here, remembering yet again that Danny was on the surgery table and not here with us made me sick to my stomach. The door opened and a tall man with grey hair walked in.

"I got to go." I simply said and hung up on them and watched as the doctor walked towards us in slow motion, I wanted him to walk just a little faster.

"Miss Jones?" he asked, and Danny's mum nodded. "I'm Jonathan Scott, I'm you're son's doctor."

"How is he?" she asked, Doctor S placed his arms crossed in front of him, while watching her with a worried face, making us even more scared that something he had bad news.

"Depends on how you look at it." he simply said.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Dougie said, and stood up next to us looking at the doctor with a confused look on his face.

"Well, he has some bruises and wounds, nothing too big or serious though." he said, then looked straight at Danny's mum. "My main concern is that he doesn't seem to remember anything about you boys."

"What?" Harry asked.

"You'll just has to see him for yourselves."

Danny's P.O.V

My body felt numb and everything was hurting, the stupid doctor that had been here earlier had forced me to look at a lot of pictures and tell him what their names were. I tried telling him that I was okay, and that I didn't answer his question cause of my headache and the fact that I didn't know who those people were. He apparently didn't like my answer, because he left the room. I knew that I was in a hospital, and that I had been in a car accident, I didn't remember being in one, but I was told that I had been in one. The door opened and I saw my mum and Vicky walk in, slowly behind them walked three guys I had never met before.

"Oh my god!" mum said and hugged me tightly, then kissed my hair several times. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been hit by a car but except that I feel fine." I said and laughed a bit, she only punched my arm lightly. "Watch it, I've been hit by a car!"

"Danny." Vicky then said and threw her arms around my neck and pulled me closer to her. "Don't ever scare me like that!"

"Wouldn't dream of it, sis." she laughed and then pulled away and gently brushed the tears away from her chin.

Everyone got quiet and simply watched me.

"Dan, there's something we need to tell you." mum then said, waving at the boys, and they came forward. "In the car accident, you lost your memory."

I didn't know what to say, I just watched Vicky then mum again, I opened my mouth to ask her if she was serious, but something in her face told me that she wasn't lying or even joking.

"These" she pointed at the three guys. "are Tom Fletcher, Dougie Poynter and Harry Judd. You're band members, and friends."

Sorry that this chapter wasnt that long either, I promise that the chapters will get longer soon but now I have to get to class :) xx

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