Here We Go Again Chapter 3: Stay Awake, a hannah montana fanfic

The ambulance sirens rang as the giant truck pulled on the curb. About 5 people came running out of the truck with a stretcher. "How long has she been out?" One asked. "Um, about 5 minutes?" Nick said. "And when did the car hit her?" Another lady asked. "Same amount of time." Nick said shakily. As they got Miley into the truck, Brandi ran outside. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" She screamed in shock. "Miley… hit… car…" Nick stuttered. "Oh my… where is she?" Brandi asked, choking on her words. "They just took her into the truck…" Nick said. "You know, this is all your fault Nick. If she hadn't been walking to shake off the stress of you, she would have been inside right now! Not in the back of an ambulance. Now if you will excuse me, my sister just got hit by a car." Brandi said pushing Nick out of the way. She told the guy who she was, and she got in the back of the ambulance with Miley.

Nick's POV

Miley wasn't run over, she was just hit. It was a hit and run. The guy probably didn't want millions of girls coming to kill him for hitting Miley Cyrus. I ran back to my house and jumped in my car. After all, I do have to take reasonability for this. I drove behind the ambulance, and when I got to the hospital, Brandi told me to go away. "Brandi, you can't make me leave her… especially when she's like this!" I cried. "Fine," Brandi said. "But… just… don't hurt her again. You hear me?"

"Yes." I said. "Fine, then come on." She said. We walked into the waiting room and waited… and waited… and waited… until an hour later, a doctor came out. "Brandi Cyrus?" The man asked. "Yes?" She asked. "May I speak to you?" The doctor asked. "Sure." Brandi said getting up.

Brandi's POV

"Is Miley alright?" I asked. "Yes, yes. Nothing life threatening." The doctor said. "Great!" I smiled. "Is she awake?"

"No, she will probably be up by later tonight."

"Okay, did she break anything?"

"Left arm, right leg and she dislocated her shoulder."

"Ow, is everything okay with the shoulder?"

"Yes, we popped it back in, but she will probably feel some pain for the next few days." She said. "Alright, thanks a lot." I said. The doctor walked away and I sat down. "So…" Nick said. "Miley! She's…" he cut me off. "I know. I think I should go." Nick said getting up. He walked out and left. "But she's gonna be okay!" I said as he walked out. He didn't hear me. I hope he doesn't think something happened that didn't.

Nick's POV

I drove home in dead silence. I got home and parked in the driveway. I got out and went inside. "What bug bit your butt?" Joe asked, seeing my upset expression. "If you didn't hear the sirens, it was an ambulance… for Miley." I said coldly. "Oh Nick…" Kevin said. "I'm so sorry." "Nick! Nick!" Frankie screamed. "What?" I asked. "Do you wanna play catch?" He asked. "Frank the Tank, my man. I'd rather you play with someone more skilled like me." Joe said. "I-I guess I'll play." I said. Joe looked at me like "its okay, you aren't in the mood". "No! I'M BEATING FRANKIE AGAIN." Joe whined. "Um, don't you mean cheat?" Frankie laughed. "It's catch guys. You can't win, nor loose." I said. "It's all about strategy." Joe said. "Use your imagination!"

Normal POV

Miley fluttered her eyes as she woke up. "Oh shit," she mumbled looking around "where did I get myself into this time?" Besides that, the first question that flowed Miley's head was "Where is Nick?"

"Mommy?" She said turning her head seeing her mom asleep in the chair. Tish's eyes shot wide open. "Miley! Hey baby girl, how long have you been up?" Tish said. "About three seconds." Miley yawned. "Ugh my shoulder is killing me and- why the hell do I have a cast on my arm… and my leg?" Miley asked looking down. "Do you not remember getting hit?" Tish asked concerned. "Hit? By what?" Miley asked confused. "Hold on sweetheart, stay awake." Tish said getting up. She walked out and went over to the doctor.

"Excuse me." She said. "Hello." The doctor said. "Miley just woke up." Tish said. "Oh that's great!" The doctor smiled. "But she doesn't remember getting hit…" Tish said. The doctor looked up from her chart and said, "Do a little talking with her. See what she remembers, see what she doesn't. If it's too bad we'll do some tests, if it's only mild, like the past couple of day's memory, it will come back to her." Tish nodded and walked back into Miley's room. "Hi again, mom." Miley smiled. "I have a question."

"Ask away, sweetie." Tish smiled. "Where is Nick? He's here right?" Miley asked.

"Why would he be here, Miles? After all you two did…"

"Because he's my boyfriend of course, ma!"

"Miley, honey, what's the last thing you remember before coming here?"

"Well I remember Nick and me at Mand's birthday party, and I remember flicking cake in Mandy's face and… yeah, that's it." Miley said. "Okay. Sweetheart I'll be right back." Tish said walking out. "Excuse me, Doctor Anderson?" Tish said. "Yes Mrs. Cyrus? Everything go alright?" Doctor Anderson asked, arranging her glasses. "Not exactly…" Tish said.

"Miley thinks she is still together with her ex-boyfriend… and she's pretty much stuck in December."

"Oh dear, we'll have someone check that out when they get here in the morning."

"Will this subside? Is there anything we can do?"

"Well the best you can do is try and remind her about everything- maybe you'll get lucky. Maybe she'll gain back the past 2 months."

"Okay, thank you."

"I need to come in there real quick and give her a quick examine." Doctor Anderson said. "Okay." Tish said. They walked into Miley's room, only to find a sleeping Miley. "I'll come back when she wakes up." Doctor Anderson said walking out. Tish got back in the chair and fell back asleep.

Mandy's POV

I woke up and brushed my hair down with my hands. I looked at my phone. 13 new messages. Who the hell is stalking me this time? I picked up my phone and scrolled down.

Nick Jonas

Brand Muffinz

Nick Jonas

Why the hell was this SOB stalking me? I decided to listen to one of his messages. I nearly dropped the phone. "Freddy I'll be back later…" I said grabbing my keys. "Okay." He said. I left, got in my car and drove off. I have a phone in my car, so I dialed Brandi's number. "Hello?" She yawned.

"Hey, how's Miley?" I asked. "She doesn't remember anything from the past 2 months." Brandi said.

"Oh… oh wow… is anything like, injured?"

"Broken arm, leg and dislocated shoulder."

"Holy shit… is she still in the hospital?"

"Yeah, she gets out in like 2 days, I think."

"Mkay." I said. "Hey I gotta go; I'll talk to you later." Brandi said. "Bye!" I said hanging up. I drove a few more miles, and got to the hospital. I parked and went inside. "Excuse me," I said "may I please get the room number of Miley Cyrus?" The receptionist looked up. "We can't give out the information, especially about celebrities." She said. "I'm her best friend though." I said. "That's what they all say, cousin, best friend, family friend, dog walker, they try it all. You'll have to get someone to let you go in there. A family member, an immediate family member." She said. "Fine." I said taking out my phone. "I'll call her mother!" I walked away and dialed Tish's number. "Please answer… please answer…" I muttered. Nothing but voice mail. "Hey Tish, its Mandy, um… please call me back. Alrighty… thank you… bye…" I said, then hanging up. "So, how did calling Miley's 'mom' go?" The receptionist asked sarcastically. I just rolled my eyes and thought, "bitch".

Note: Hope you liked that, I didn't really like it, but I hope you did. Haha, umm… yah… well… it was shorter than my other ones but I couldn't figure anything else out. Peace