Do not own Tokio Hotel.
Yeah, I knew I was gonna die. There went my chances of being a model, right out the window! Along with my good shirt too. But anyway, I don't know what happened with the guys, probably some of them rode in the front with the ambulance driver. Maybe the others rode on the roof. Intresting...... yeah. Arisu and I were screaming in pain the entire way there, even when we were in the emergency room. I could hear and see some of the things that were going on around me: The ambulance attending people trying to figure out ways to get the pole out right then and there, hell no, Bill and Gustav were scrunched together on the ambulance floor, and Tom and Georg were in the front of the ambulance.
The guys, unwillingly they told me later, had to go into a different room to get checked for any injuries they might have gotten in the accident. The damn doctor took FOREVER to get to the room where his two screaming patients were, taking even longer to diagnose what he had to do. " We need to get the pole cut in half, that much is obvious." Everytime the doctors poked at my back or so much as touched the injury, I screamed and writhed in pain as the nurses tried to hold the both of us down. " Honey, you need to calm down, you're having a panic attack, just breathe in and out." The nurse pushed me back down onto the bed and brushed some of the hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear. Suddenly, she looked like somebody had slapped her in the face. " I'll be right back, alright?" She asked me before running out of the room. The doctor had given me some type of morphine that took away some pain, but still kept me awake, not helping at all really, just another needle they stuck into me.
The nurse had brought Tom in from the room where he was being examined a few seconds later into the room with me. Tom walked the short distance from the entrance to my bed and knelt down beside me and pushed the hair out of my face. " Cherry, you gotta calm down." He said calmly, and very close to my face. " I have a pole through my chest! How can I possibly be calm?!" I screamed. I shouldn't do that, my throat hurts now. " Tom, I'm going to die, you know that right?" Tom's head snapped up. Now here, we have the look in Tom's eyes that we like to call ' Ich werden die Jagdbeute dich.' ( I will kill you) It's a look he gets whenever he's like -I-will-push-you-off-a-cliff mad, or also when he's hurt, which I avoid as much as possible. " NO! Cherry, don't ever say that!" He cupped my cheek as he said this. " Tom, be real. I have a pole through my chest and I lost so much blood, did you see the windshield?"
Tom's face turned from angry to stubborn. Oh damn! He's gonna do something stupid. " If that's the way you want it." He muttered to himself. " Nurse, is there anymore type 'O'?! This one is losing fast!" " I already gave her the legal amount of her type, and we can't get anymore O 'till the blood drive next week!" " I have type 'O'." Tom said. " Take my blood." He held his arm out and walked to a nurse with a needle. WHAT? Tom hates needles. This is strange. " Are you sure? We need a lot of blood." " Take as much as you need." " Tom what the hell are you doing? You hate needles." Damn morphine, making me sleepy! Otherwise I would be yelling. " Get maintenance in here with a saw, and get lots of cold rags, I mean really cold rags. We're gonna saw this thing in half." The doctor put a oxygen mask like thing over my mouth and pressed a button on the machine next to me.
They put Tom's blood into one i.v drip and then pushed the needle into my arm. I can't remember the rest, the morphine kills, man.
Next Day.
" Beep....Beep....Beep." Bleh, I was wrong..... I didn't die. I didn't die! But why can't I wake up? And who is holding my hand? Wait: Calloused hands? Tom. Tom?! Tom is holding my hand?! Oh, there is a god! Now shut up! He's saying something! " Cherry, babe, please wake up! Please...God, how lucky am I? I fight with you all the time, and on the day I was going to ask, you get a pole shoved through your chest and tell me you're dieing! God Cherry, you're such a idiot!" His voice kept breaking at various words: Is he crying?! I peeked my eyes open just a little bit, and saw a tear fall onto my hand. " Cherry, how could you say that to my face? Is this because of the 'Get out' thing? Cherry, no! I was talking to that girl!" I felt my hand being moved across his face. ' I love you Tom!' I wanted to yell. ' Why can't you see that?!' God, if I get outta this, I swear I will kick wannabe ass! " Why can't you see that I love you?!" Am I repeating stuff? No... Tom loves me?! Oh! There really is a God! I bolted my eyes open and kissed Tom full-on. Yeah, I'm like that!
I pressed my lips against his and waited. After the initial shock, Tom grabbed my upper arms and leaned in closer, finally responding. God, I love his lip ring! He rubbed circles on my arms, but then pulled away slightly after our kiss. " Cherry! I'm so glad you're fine!" Tom yelled, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. " Tom, I heard what you said. And just so you know-" " Cherry! I already know what you're gonna say, and you will never be just a one night stand to me. I'm not gonna use you like that." I nodded and laughed as he dipped me into another kiss. " Well, look who's feeling better! Damn Cherry, you're pretty active." " Hi Arisu. I guess you aleady know then?" She nodded and closed the door. " Suprisingly, you can come home now. My blood healed you!"
Yep, Tom was still Tom. Don't worry, I'll change him!
Woot! New chapter! Don't ask me to update soon, I'm running out of ideas!