I was sitting in the plane and felt terrible. I had been crying for hours.
When we were back in Denmark I felt the cold wind touching my skin. I was shaking. I hadn’t really thought about my clothes. I took up a pair of pants from my bag in the bathroom and changed from my short and into the pants.
When I was taking out my pants from my bag in the bathroom, I saw a shirt which wasn’t mine. It smelled like Peyton and I suddenly felt like crying again. I took it up and hugged it, when a paper fell out from it.
I thought you wanted something that reminded me of you. I can’t wait to see you again. I miss you already. I love you. See you soon.
I cried when I read the note. I hugged the shirt close into me while I was sitting on the floor. I took out my phone and called him but he didn’t answer. That just broke my heart. I looked at the time. It was midnight over there. So he was probably sleeping.
I walked out of the bathroom and took the shirt on.
We drove all the way back to the college and walked up to our room. People were eating breakfast when we arrived but Camille and I just walked up to our room to get some sleep. We were still on the American time zone.
I couldn’t sleep so I took my ipod and headphones and went out for a walk. I walked all the way to town and didn’t really see anything around me. I was in my own world crying my eyes out. I wanted to be in Peyton’s arms right now. He was the one I really loved.
I crossed the road without seeing anything, I heard a horn and saw the light from the car and before I knew about it everything turned black…
The ambulance picked me up and I was taken to the nearest hospital.
Doctor: Allie? Can you hear me? Allie? Allie? Can you tell me what happened?
I just looked at him and felt so much pain and tasted blood inside of my mouth. They were about to cut in Peyton’s shirt because they had to check if I had broken anything but I told them that I would get up if they didn’t take it off normally, they weren’t allowed to ruin my shirt no matter what.
I fell asleep shortly after. When I woke up the next morning Camille was there with someone but I couldn’t tell who it was. She gave me my phone which was back at the school when I left for the walk. It was about 10 hours after the accident. Camille walked in and sat down on a chair beside me.
Camille: How are you feeling?
Allie: Terrible but my voice better be better soon because I have a concert at the school next week.
Camille: can you perform with a broken leg?
Allie: yeah, if Justin Bieber can, then I can.
She gave me my phone and I saw that everyone had been calling me.
Allie: did you tell the boys?
Camille: yeah, they were calling so I had to tell them.
At the same time someone walked in with a hoodie over the head. He took it down and I was almost screaming by the sight of….