Tour was so fun, between playing shows, hanging out on a bus and partying with friends I nearly forgot I got paid for this. How is that even possible? It was so fun and yet is was over so fast! The last show we were going to play was in Baltimore. All of our friends from high school and people who thought the band would come to nothing, haha to them! Alex walked out on to the stage again to introduce us, we skipped out onto the stage. I picked out people I recognise, I spotted David in the crowd I shot him a cold stare before smiling at the rest of the crowd.
'Hey Baltimore! How yah doin'?' I yelled into the mic.
There was a loud cheer of response. We played through our songs, I ran around playing guitar and singing to all the people in the crowd. When we were done we threw our remaining picks into the crowd, keeping one the play the last song with. I sat down on my stool with my guitar.
'Right the last song I'm going to play is called The Only Exception. It's dedicated to my fantastic boyfriend.' I looked at David who was looking back with hopeful eyes. 'Alex, I love you.' I said with a wink and the crowd awww'd. I smiled and started into my song.
'Thank you! Good night!' I said to the crowd strolling of the stage
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I sat on my amp looking out to Alex. He looked so happy, he was skipping around with his wireless singing along to Dear, Maria. Suddenly I caught sight of something being thrown out of the crowd. It was a bottle, a glass one. All at once so many things happened. The bottle was lobbed out of the crowd and smashed over Alex's head. He collapsed as the crowd started to scream in horror.
'SHIT!' I yelled running out on to the stage. I dropped to my knees beside Alex's limp body trying to avoid the pieces of broken glass that surrounded him. I checked his breathing, he was breathing in and out steadily but was completely unconscious.
'Alex? Can you hear me?' I screamed starting to cry.
The rest of the band had ditched their instruments and were running over. I checked his pulse, still beating. I pulled my hand away from the side of his head. There was something warm and wet on my fingers, blood.
'We have to get him to hospital!' I said to them, Zack lifted Alex into him arms and carried him off the stage. I pulled my phone and dialled 911. I looked out to the faces of pure horror of the crowd. I caught sight of someone being escorted out by security, probably whoever threw the bottle. I caught sight of his face, it was David. How could he! Did he always have to take away everything that made me happy? I didn't have time for him. I pressed call and ran from the stage.
'Hello, emergency services. How may I direct your call?' said a way to happy woman.
'Ambulance.' I choked out
'Hello, this is the ambulance service, please state your location and your situation.'
'I'm at the Royal Academy in Baltimore a man has been hit over the head with a glass bottle. He is unconscious but still breathing.' I started to cry.
'Honey it's okay we will get an ambulance to you it should be there in 5 minutes. Get someone to tell the doctors where to go.' said the woman. Wow she must hate her job.
'Thank you.' I said to her. I crouched down next to Alex. 'Rian please go and wait for the ambulance outside?' he nodded and glancing at Alex ran outside. 'Zack could you go tell the crowd he's going to be okay?' he nodded and walked out onto the stage.
I looked at Jack, he was crying as well. He could be an immature bastard sometimes but when it comes down to it he was so emotional when it came to people he loved. I hugged him.
'He'll be okay, Jack.' I whispered to him 'I promise.'
'Pinkie swear?' he said rubbing his eyes holding out him finger.
'Pinkie swear.' I said taking him finger in mine. I forgot I was still on the phone to the woman.
'He'll be fine honey, our doctors are well trained.' She said. I smiled
'Thank you.' I said to the phone
Rian then ran in with two men who were pushing a gurney. They lifted Alex carefully onto the stretcher.
'Only one person can ride in the ambulance. I looked at Jack.
'You go Livie, we will be behind you in a car.' He said giving a weak smile. I nodded and ran after the doctors.
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I sat gripping the sides of the orange plastic chair in the hospital. It was about 2 am and I had been here for 3 hours. Jack had left about 10 minutes ago to tell Ronnie, they were coming back in the morning. Alex's parents then walked through the door. They went up to the front desk.
'We are here for Alexander Gaskarth.' Isobel said crying.
'He is being tended to, you can see him in a few hours. Feel free to take a seat.' They turned around and caught sight of me.
'Oh Hailey honey.' said his mom I went up and hugged her. She smelled like Alex and I completely broke down, crying my eyes out in her arms.
'Shhhhhh.' She said stroking my hair like Alex did. It just made me cry more.
We went and sat down on the chairs. I sat biting my bottom lip.
'How long have you been here Hailey?' said Peter to me
'4 hours?' I said starting to bite by thumb.
'Okay Hailey honey, you need to sleep. I can drive you home if you want? Did Jack leave already?'
'No, I want to stay, yeah he left to tell Ronnie. He will be back in the morning. He kept asking me to come home with him but I wanted to stay. I couldn't leave him here.' I said. Isobel smiled and put an arm around me, stroking my hair, I think they liked me more now for not leaving Alex.
I put my head on my shoulder and closed my eyes.
'Hailey, sweetie? Wake up, you can go see him now, we want you to go in first you have been here for hours.' Isobel said shaking me, I must have fallen asleep. I smiled and thanked them, too tired to argue. A nurse led me down a few corridors, she led me into a room. Alex was sitting on the bed barely conscious.
'Alex?' I said carefully, taking a step towards his bed
'Hails?' he mumbled
'It's me sweetie.' I said taking another step towards him. He gave me a weak smile and beckoned me to his side. I walked over and took his hand. I stared into his broken face, he had a bandage around his head and there were various scars across his face. There was a huge one across his forehead that I hadn't noticed before, his fringe must have concealed it.
'I'm so sorry!' I said, I would have cried but I was out of tears.
'It's not your fault Hail.' He said weakly
'Yes, it is. It was David who threw the bottle at you, if I had just not said your name' I took in a deep breath 'you wouldn't be here.' I finished.
'Hailey, I love you. Now stop blaming yourself.' He said
'I love you too.' I said brushed my lips across his hand