Lupe POV;

*A couple of months later*

"How comes you can watch any of this?" Andy moaned, burying his head in my shoulder.

I chuckled and snuggled closer to his chest, my face facing in the opposite direction to his, which I'm guessing, was his main problem.

"Just because you're desperate" I teased, letting my hair falling over most of my face so I could just make out the blurry lights of the television.

I crossed my arms over his chest, the slowly letting my body go weak and soft, as if I was asleep.

Andy wrapped his arms around my body, placing his hands on the small of my back underneath my top.

It was all going to plan.

Any second now, he was going to pull me up closer to him, and because my hair was covering my face he couldn't kiss me, the only place he could touch was my neck. He was then going to slowly work his way up to my lips.

And the rest, as they say, will be history.

I smiled to myself under the mass of my hair.

Andy pulled me tightly, his warm lips slowly tracing my neck, my chin and finally landing on my lips. Our breathing got heavier and faster as one of his hands dropped to rest on my thigh, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up so I could see into his eyes more clearly. Open and breathless.

Just as he brushed my hair out of my eyes, the phone started to ring.

"Leave it!" He murmured, nibbling at my neck as I tried to concentrate on finding the offending mobile.

"Hush" I whispered teasingly as I found it under one of the many pillows and trying to get my breathing under control.

"Oh, hey! Wait… what? No, no, we're on our way" I said as I hung up, fear clenching in my throat.

"What?" Andy asked, detecting the terror in my voice.

"Jacks… Jack's… in the hospital" I took a deep breath "He's been in a car accident, he left to meet a girl and then… oh Jack!" I stuttered, burying my head in Andy's chest and sobs racked my body.

The words spun around in my head, while All Time Low where over here for a festival, Jack left to meet a girl, on the way Alex tried to get a hold of him, from what I found out Jack had pulled over, but a lorry hadn't seen him… and crashed straight into the car. Rian had called me as soon as he found out that Jack's hospital was only about an hour from my place.

Of course I was up and dressed within ten seconds (More likely minutes), gulping down some coffee while Andy started the car, I leant against the door frame for a while, watching him and thinking to myself, how the hell did I get that lucky?

I smiled to myself for half a second, and then felt sick to my stomach.

I was too scared to answer it, and at a time like this?

I'm a terrible person.

That one hour drive was possibly the longest time I had to ever wait for something, more than my GCSE results, a record company choosing if they wanted me to join their ranks. It all seems trivial now, now that I was about to lose someone within hours, not the months I had to wait previously.

Andy placed a reassuring hand on my thigh as we drove; I was biting the skin around my nails trying to think of anything but the image of Jack mangled body, and the less traumatic thing I planned to spend the evening doing.

Again, I'm a T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E person, and friend.

"Lupe…" Andy whispered, "We're here"

I Looked out the window, instead of the dark torture chamber of my darkest imaginings that I'd came up with on the drive over here, I saw a clean refreshing, almost friendly building. With pregnant women walking out to meet the prospective fathers awaiting them in their cars with toothy grins, an old lady being wheeled through the small but lush garden by a cheery nurse.

Despite all of this, I still gulped.

"Not too fond of hospitals, eh?" Andy asked after he'd managed to coax me out of the car and onto the ward Rian told us that Jack was on, the only other important thing he'd forgotten was which bed.

"Hello, may I help you?" A receptionist asked, quickly looking us up and down.

"Um, yes. We're looking for Jack Barakat, Bassam Barakat" I said simply, trying not to look too hard at the other patients.

After some quick tapping on her keyboard, she looked up and smiled softly, "Bed six"

I nodded and looked at the bed next to us, okay, considering we were by bed two, Jack couldn't be that far away.

"Lupe?" I heard someone say in disbelief, I turned around, my hand entwined with Andy's to see Alex carrying those cardboard cup holders, carrying what looked like coffee.

"You came" He smiled, dropping his gaze to our hands, his face falling. He looked back up through his eyelashes and with visible effort, he smiled again.

"Yeah" I said softly.

This will be eventful, mark my words.

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