Peyton turned around and looked at me.
Peyton: it’s okay babe. You’re okay. I’m here for you.
I was still scared but I wasn’t panicking as I did before. I couldn’t figure out what happened to my body. I looked at my phone which was right next to my bed. It was 6am.
Allie: did anyone call my mom?
Peyton: She’ll be here in a couple of hours.
Allie: I don’t wanna go home Peyton.
Peyton: you’re not going home. Not without me.
I spoke with Peyton for almost 2 hours. He wasn’t going to sleep anymore. The doctors were there plenty of times. Nothing was wrong with me. My body had just been in serious cramp after being in panic. When it was around 8am the doctors took me out of the room, they wanted me to walk and go to the bathroom and get something to eat. They could see that I hadn’t been eating much especially not in the last couple of days.
I was in another room it looked like they were going to lock me inside of it but then a nurse walked in.
Nurse: are you feeling better?
Nurse: You seemed really scared when you got here last night, I’ll have to ask you some personal questions and you have to tell me if you don’t understand what it is that I’m saying to you okay?
She spoke to me like I didn’t speak English at all.
Nurse: Did any of the people around you do something to make you feel scared last night?
Allie: Why don’t you just ask what happened? I know that’s what you really wanna know. Truth is, I don’t remember what happened. I was scared and I felt like I had been punched in the heart with a rock. I just got off the phone with my mom when it happened. She told me that I was going home earlier than planned because I was going to do some concerts at home. I only breathe when I’m here. It’s better for me to be here. I don’t belong in Denmark. I hardly speak Danish anymore. I’m not her because it’s my chance of getting signed or noticed or anything else. I’m here because Peyton is here. The boy who sat beside my bed? He’s the reason I’m doing this, he’s the reason I’m breathing and living the American dream. He’s the reason I wanna be here. I know the music is good and it’s gonna help me with a future but what’s a future without the person you see as your future. If I’m going home I might never see him again, and I don’t want that to happen. Peyton didn’t make me feel uncomfortable or insecure or anything else like that last night. He is the reason I’m breathing right now. I was fighting with my body, in a way that I’ve never been fighting before. It was like someone tried to rip out my soul and punish me. That’s what happened. I had a break down.
The nurse looked at me. She seemed scared of my story.
Allie: You don’t know what’s wrong with my body because you don’t know what’s happening inside of my head. That’s all. There’s nothing wrong with my body, it’s just reacting like that because I’m mean to it and because I have too much inside of my head. If you wanna know what’s going on you’ll have to look in my mind.
Another nurse walked into the room. She whispered something to the other and then walked out again.
Nurse: your parents are here.
Allie: just let them in.
The nurse left the room and let my mom in. She looked nervous.
Allie: I’m still mad at you.
Mom: honey what happened to you?
Allie: Do you really wanna know?!
I got up from the bed and faced my mom.
Allie: You are making me leave what I’m living for! I don’t wanna leave Atlanta mom! I love being here! Atlanta is the reason I’m breathing right now! I was on the edge of dying last night because I was afraid that I was going to lose everything! My body panic and I couldn’t breathe but Peyton kept me breathing! I might only be 16 and he might be 17 but I’m not gonna leave him! He’s been there since day one! And he’s been holding my hand when I’ve been down! He’s helped me grow and he helped me through hate! This boy is my whole world and you’re taking me away from him! I might never see him again if you don’t let me stay and finish this!