Chris' Car

2:45 PM

"I can't believe this! How can all of them be in the hospital?" Dylan exclaimed, as she snapped her phone shut from her long text conversation with Claire. Dylan had been trying to comfort her; Claire was a mess. All she kept saying was "I CAN'T BELIEVE I DID THIS TO CAM". After about a half an hour of an attempt to comfort her and calm her down, she just came up with a lame excuse and left Claire alone to cry. She knew it was harsh, but she had to get over it sooner or later, and sooner would be much better than later. Quite frankly, she had problems of her own.

"Only Cam, Kemp… and oh yeah, Alicia." Chris joked, trying to pretend like it really wasn't that big of a deal.

"Yeah, usually when three of somebody's closest friends are in the hospital, it's usually a big deal to people." Dylan responded harshly. She was enjoying her conversation with Claire more than her conversation with Chris.

Pure silence… They pulled into the parking lot and Chris took a spot near the entrance.

"Do me a favor, and stop trying to act all cool around me. It's not working!" She added, as she opened the car door and slammed it shut. She tried running, but thanks to her three-inch heel pumps it wasn't a very successful attempt.

Chris was able to catch up with her in a matter of seconds. He grabbed her hand fiercely and pulled her away from the entrance and started walking quickly over to the side of the small hospital.

"What the hell are you doing with me. Have you gone fucking psycho or something? I swear to god if you put a finger on me…" Dylan began, but she was cut off by Chris who had pushed her up against the brick wall and shoved his lips into hers with extreme power, almost knocking Dylan off her feet.

The instant their lips met, Dylan felt the magic you were supposed to have with your soulmate. She couldn't help to give in to that kind of intensity. She put her whole self into the kiss; jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. And thanks to Jenny Craig, he was actually able to support her weight!

Chris pulled away reluctantly. "Now tell me that you didn't feel something, Dylan, because I know I did. Whenever I kiss you, I feel this rush of electricity go up my spine, and whenever I see you, my heart jumps. You're the only girl who I have ever loved. Don't let this get away Dylan! What's in the past is in the past, and this is now…" he began.

Dylan didn't give him the chance to finish because she cut him off with a passionate kiss.

She pulled away and smiled. "You can consider that a yes."

Kristen's POV

Kristen wasn't allowed to see Kemp. She sat in the waiting room, tissue box in hand, waiting… and waiting for the nurse to hear what had happened.

Is he okay? Did he die? What's wrong with him? And most importantly… When will she get to see him again?

She had never wanted to see somebody so bad in her whole life.

And Oh My God, she was so pissed off at David right now. He was the one who had done this to Kemp! And he wasn't even here! He said he had to go take care of some things. Well whatever, she didn't care about David. Spending all this time in the hospital, Kristen realized that she was ready… ready to be with Kemp.

And then Kristen caught the glimmer on her finger. Oh right, she was engaged… to David. Somehow she kept forgetting.

Then all of a sudden there was a lot of screaming and cameras taking pictures as the entrance door busted open. There was a man that looked very familiar on the stretcher. And there were security guards and a lot of paparazzi as well.

Who's that, Kristen thought to herself.

She went up to one of the paparazzi attempting to sneak into the hospital to get a picture of whoever was on the stretcher. Apparently it was someone important.

"Excuse me, who's that on the stretcher?" she asked him.

"That's David Beckham, the soccer player. He committed suicide. They found him in his car, at the bottom of La Cohune Cliff. They say he still has a chance, but I doubt it." He replied in a heavy British accent.

"Oh My God." Kristen heard her voice crack, as she looked down at her engagement ring. A loud ringing went off in her ears.

"Hey, aren't you Kristen Gregory, captain of the women's soccer team? Weren't you dating David Beckham?" he asked.

Kristen could barely understand him. It was like she had just come back down to reality. David was her fiancé, and he had just committed suicide! How could she marry him now?

She wobbled over to the stretcher and looked at his face. His face was covered with gauze, and his clothes were soaked in blood. She let out a loud cry as her head collapsed onto his chest. She had to hear his heartbeat.

"Ma'am! What do you think you're doing? Get away from him!" the nurses ordered her.

"He's my fiancé!" she sobbed.

"Go help her to a seat." The doctor directed a nurse.

Kristen leaned all of her weight onto the nurse as she slouched into a comfortable leather chair. She felt her eyes close, and her thoughts disappear out of her head, as she fell into a deep sleep.

2 Hours Later…

"Ms. Gregory. Please wake up." A nurse shook Kristen awake. Kristen felt the life return back into her body, and all of her worries returned as well. They all rushed through her head within seconds: Kemp, David…

"I'm afraid to say that Kemp Hurley has died."

Massie's POV

Derrick had just proposed! Oh My God, how romantic!

Tears rushed to Massie's eyes as she looked into Derrick's puppy-dog eyes. She nodded her head. "Of course, I'll marry you!"

Derrick jumped up and grabbed Massie, as he embraced Massie in a hug. He picked her up and carried her to the large bed he had ordered just for this occasion. He had covered the bedspread with rose petals for a romantic feel, and he even had to admit: he did a pretty good job.

He threw her onto the bed and jumped on top of her, closing the gap between them. He attacked her mouth with his and his hands slipped under Massie's shirt. She allowed him to remove her shirt and he smiled at the sight.

Massie gave him a light kiss on the lips telling him that she was ready for whatever he had in store for her.

Boy… tonight was going to be fun, he thought to himself.

Dramatic, I know!!!

I feel so bad for Kristen in this chapter though, but I have to keep you guys interested!

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-Katie 333