So i wanted to upload this sooner, but i got addicted to twitter and tumblr, and then when i finally started writing it, i had almost finished and BOOM there was a power cut. So i turned the laptop back on, and it saved automatically, so i went to upload it and BOOM there was another power cut. So i am attempting to do it now haha!

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Chapter four.

Johnpauls POV.

Nothing in the world could have prepared me for what I saw. Covered in wires and tubes, he had a bare chest, bruises had already started to develop over it, he looked damaged. The only way to tell he was actually alive was the beeping of the machines telling me he is still there, even though its only thanks to them. He had a deep cut, from his ear to his nose, it had been stitched up, it was going to be there permanently. I made my way across the room, I just couldn't take my eyes of him, he looked so vulnerable, yet he looked peaceful, like he was sleeping. Not that Craig slept like that, he lay sprawled across the bed, hogging pretty much all the covers so in the end they had a blanket as once he took the covers there was no getting them back. I let out a little laugh at the thought of this, but it lasted seconds, then I was back to reality.

I was so scared; I didn't know what to do, so I took his hand and bought it up to my lips, where I placed a gentle kiss. I just sat there for what felt like hours, I wonder how long I had been sat here for so I looked up at the clock, it was o'clock I had been sat here for five hours, just staring at Craig and I didn't even realise. Just as I turned back to look at him the door opened. It was the doctor.

"Doc, how is he? Is he going to be ok?"

"Hello, he is doing ok, but the drugs are starting to wear off, meaning he could awake soon, he will be in slight pain but nothing major, when he awakes you will need to let us know, we can then ask him a few questions, to check his brain is ok."

"His br-brain?"

"Yes, I assumed you had been informed? He had x-rays when he first arrived, to check for any broken bones, and any damage to the brain, he has a cracked rib, and a broken leg, he has bad bruising on his arm as well, but that is all being dealt with. As for his brain, the scans show that he has bad swelling on, and its pressuring the brain, we are going to have to proceed an operation, but that can continue until we have spoken to Mr Dean, so we are aware of the full matter."

"But he is going to be ok?"

"I'm afraid I cannot answer that. When Mr Dean awakes, he could suffer amnesia, it could be permanent, or temporary, he could also just not remember things that have happened in the past 5 years, or it could be he can't remember the past 2 months, we are just not sure yet. Worst case scenario, brain damage. Also if the swelling causes too much pressure onto the brain, and the operation is unsuccessful, then you should prepare for the, well, death. I am honestly so sorry."

With that the doctor walked out of the room, leaving me and Craig alone again, and with Craig being out cold, I only had my thoughts for company. Amnesia? But what if he couldn't remember me? What if he wakes up and wonders who the hell it is sitting next to him holding his hand? As for brain damage, but I knew Craig, he would be fine. I couldn't bring myself to think of the last thing the doctor said. I couldn't, I refused to, I couldn't lose Craig, not after the amount of effort we put in to get to where we are now. My phone vibrated in my pocket, I slipped it out, still refusing to let go of Craig's hand, it was Jack,

'Frankie boarded the plane around an hour ago, she should land in about an hour, she should be at the hospital in around 3 hours max. Let me know how everything is, I hope you are ok. Craig will be fine. He is a tough lad, he will pull through, I know it. Jack x'

I felt a tear slip from my eye, I had tried so hard to hold them back, but now the first one escaped I just couldn't hold them in, so I just let go. I had cried so much that I felt I had no more tears left to cry.

"Craig, please don't leave me. I love you"

Craig started to stir.

"Craig? Craig? Are you ok? Craig? Open your eyes, please!"

I went running to the door, yanked it open and shouted to anyone who would listen.

"HE IS AWAKE! HE IS WAKING UP!"

I ran back to his bedside, and took hold oh his hand.

"J-John-Johnpaul is that you?"


I am hoping to write and upload another chapter tonight, if there is not another power cut. HA. Thanks, and please review!