At the hospital, I was sitting by Ashton, not moving. Then "King For A Day" by Pierce The Veil came on. That means Michael's calling me.
"Hello?" I sniffle.
"How's Ashton?" He sniffles. He's in Britain for a Blink 182 concert.
"He's in a coma. Lost so much blood. Like 4 pints at least. His heartbeat is really small." I say quietly, since I haven't talked in 3 days. I just nodded.
"He'll be okay. I promise. Is Luke with you?" He asks.
"Yeah. He's peeing right now though...." I giggle. Sort of.
"Oh. We'll tell him to take good care of you. Or else I'll cut his baby-maker off." He jokes.
"I'll make sure to send on the message. Love you." I say.
"Love you." He says and hangs up. We all say love you to each other, because we are all like siblings, well except Luke and I.
"Do you need anything sweetie? A cup of tea, some cookies, a soda?" The nurse, Mya, said.
"Um can I have some jasmine tea? Luke do you want anything?" I say.
"A cookie please." Luke says quietly.
"Okay. Be right back." She says.
Mya's been here for us for the past couple days.
"Paige! He's opening his eyes!!" Luke says.
"Ashton?" I say shakily.
"Hi." He says almost not at all.
"I love you so much. I have been such a freaking mess." I say hugging him.
"Ashton! You're up!! Great. You can go home tomorrow. Here's your tea, your cookie." Mya says.
"The concert! Did you go?" He asks.
"Hell no! I was here." I say.
"Why? I lived." He jokes.
"Yeah, but I didn't know that. Besides I can see them in America." I say.
So, I'm here. It's short but I'm tired. So yeah.
Love ya, M.