I jump into my car and almost double the speed limit to the hospital. I run to his room but it's empty. No Greg. I stand there and a tear falls from my face.

"Ma'am, are you looking for Mr. Sanders?"

"Yea, do you know where he is?"

"Room 429, ICU."

"Thanks."

I run to the room but the door's closed so I look in the window. There are a bunch of nurses and doctors surrounded Greg. He has tubes and needles in him and I start to cry hard. Catherine comes over behind me and hugs me.

"He'll pull through Lauren, he's a strong guy."

"I honesty hope so."

I put my head in my hands and let out my tears. I lean against the window and just look at him. I can't stop crying. I don't want to lose him. I love him so much. Like no one ever before. I love him.

"I love you Greg. I'm here for you. Don't leave me."

I repeat that over and over again in my head.

I sit in a chair outside his room and just cry. Nick comes and sits down beside me. He doesn't say anything he just hugs me.

"Thanks." I say trying not to cry as hard.

"It's all going to be alright."

"I hope."

"Don't worry, it will."

An older man with a doctors jacket and a clipboard walks out. He turns to Nick and me.

"Are you his family."

"Well, I'm one of his close friends, and this is his girlfriend."

"Well, I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but there is a chance that he might not pull through."

I start to cry hysterically. Nick gives me a supportive hug and holds me in his arms. The doctor seeing this tries to be sympathetic.

"But, he was previously very healthy, so there also is a chance he will make it through the night. I will inform you when you can see him. We have to run a few more tests and then you can go in."

"Thank you." Nick says as the doctor reenters Greg's room and shuts the door behind him.

"Oh my god. He might not live."

"He will."

And then I cry myself to sleep.

"Lauren. Wake up."

Nick gently shakes me.

"Lauren."

"Huh?"

I say slightly dazed and confused.

"We can go see Greg now."

"He's alright?"

"The doctor thinks so."

I shoot up and run to his room. I stand by his bed and look at him. He's asleep. I hug him and I just hold him in my arms and I never want to let go. But then I finally let go.

I sit in the chair next to him and I go to hold his hand but I notice a slip of paper in it. I take it out and notice it's a photograph. A photograph of Greg and me hugging each other at a friend's party. I had the same picture. I hold it close to my heart. I put it back in his hand.

Nick walks in.

"The doctor says he's unconscious right now."

I look back to Greg.

"Greg, I know you might not be able to hear me, but if you do, I just want you to know that I love you, I'll always love you, and I don't want you to ever forget it."

I feel his hand tighten around my hand.

"NICK!"

"What is it?!?"

"His hand tightened!"

I smile the biggest smile I could ever smile. I stroke his hair and sweetly talk to him.

"Greg, you'll be alright. I know you will. I don't need a miracle because I know you'll make it out of here. I know it. I love you. So much. You'll make it through this. I love you."

Another doctor comes in.

"I'm sorry but you'll both need to leave now."

"But why?" I asked. I didn't want to leave him.

"Well, when we ran some tests, we found some complications. He needs to go into surgery immediately."

"Complications? What complications? Surgery? Now?"

"I'm sorry ma'am but you need to leave."

"I can't leave him!"

"I would hate to have to bring security into this."

I start to cry hysterically again. I go over to Greg and kiss him on the cheek.

"I love you Greg." I repeat to him once more.

Then Nick and I both leave. Nick gives me another supportive hug.

"Lauren, go home, get some rest. You'll feel better in the morning."

"But what about Greg?"

"Don't worry about him."

"How do you expect me to do that?!?!?!"

"Get some rest. Please. For me."

We both continue walking out of the hospital.

Once I get into my car I try to think about what was happening.

"What the hell is going on?!?!?" I say to myself as I drive off.