Fuck You Over

*Said I was a douche bag won't call back, worst hangover you ever had. Felt so good at first but you knew it would never last.*
I stared at the girl in the front seat. Was that really my only competition? I had to be up against something better than that, something more classy and less trashy perhaps?
"This is Violet, she goes to the high school down the road from ours." Ashton said smirking at me. I smiled and shook her hand.
"Hey, I'm Hunter. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said sitting back in my seat. Ashton stared at me questioningly before turning the car on.
"We're gonna make one more stop at my friend Luke's house real quick." He said to Violet. She nodded. Oh no, he knew he was on to me. I sighed heavily and did breathing exercises. I forgot about Luke's part in my plan. Pretend I wasn't madly in love with him… seems easy enough.
Hunter Masters is your regular high school teenager. She tutors for extra credit and sh


21. 18- Answers and Aneurisms

18- Answers and Aneurisms

The restaurant was beautiful. Inside a live orchestra played and everything shined. I laughed as Ashton fumbled with the French waiter.

"He's asking you if you want water or wine." I translated.

"Oh, um wine?" He asked. I translated to the waiter who scurried off closing our little booth curtain. Ashton's hand was on my knee rubbing circles slowly and sensually on the inside lower part of my thigh.

"This restaurant is way too fancy." I laughed tracing my nail along the patterns of the table cloth.

"Well at least the food will be good." He mumbled.

"It's not even valentines day." I chuckled staring at something on my nails. This was really awkward.

"This is much more awkward than Calum said it would be." He said shaking his head.

"Calum, knows what Cassie likes. You know what I like." I said rubbing my foot against his leg.

"Don't all girls like the same cliché shit?" He asked. I laughed and pulled the bottom of my dress down.

"Not really, I'm more of a spontaneous soul." I said thinking of all the clichés in my life. Luke being the only one I could think of.

"Ok, we are leaving. This is more boring than watching paint dry, at least then I can wear nothing but boxers." He says standing up. He leaves fifty dollars on the table and grabs my hand. We drive a while with no real destination. Or at least not to me. For some odd inexplicable reason two miles away from the lake was a beach. A white sand beach with low over head lights along the sides. We walked to the lower region of the beach where if you sat the water only touched your toes. I sat between Ashton's legs staring at the crashing waves and listening to his heartbeat. I'd never been more in love with Ashton in my entire life. Regardless of the circumstances Ashton was the only good thing my life had ever given me. He was my sole purpose of life and with that said I felt awful at the same time. The same guilt that washed over me every night and day was present now.

"I love you." Ashton mumbled kissing the top of my head.

"I wish you didn't." I sighed.

"If loving you is wrong I don't want to be right." He said.

"I thought we weren't doing clichés." I said looking up at him. The moon illuminated off of his face making his features sharper.

"I've always lived in a world where perfect was what I couldn't have. But this, us, right now is the most perfect thing I could've ever imagined." I said lacing my fingers in his.

"My purpose is to make you happy." He whispered in my ear pulling me closer to him.

"Whether you want me to love you or not, I do. I always thought love was stupid and just a waste of time but it isn't. It makes people like life. It makes days seem brighter. Just the thought of you makes my day and seeing you brightens me up inside. You are my everything. You are the thing that keeps me together when stuff falls apart." He said.

"I have to tell you something," I said. I couldn't let Ashton love me without knowing the true meaning behind everything.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I could feel him tense under me.

"I love you so much and I can't stand by and let this all happen, I haven't been totally-" My phone started ringing and I groaned. It this was Zayn then I swear.


"Hunter, hey can you come home. An emergency is happening and I need you home as soon as possible." I heard my dad's voice say hurriedly.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked standing up. Ashton stood next to me trying to listen in on the conversation.

"Come directly to the hospital and if you start to feel anything at all pull over to the nearest hospital, do you understand?" He asked.

"Dad what's going?" I asked again walking to Ashton's car. Ashton followed opening my door for me.

"Hunter, remember when I asked you if you were having a real emergency? Well now you are, come home." He said. I sat in the car and held my head in my hands.

"What's going on?" Ashton asked.

"You've gotta take me home. There's been an emergency." I said trying to wrap my head around what my father was trying to say.

"You wanna stop and get your stuff first?" He asked.

"No, just leave it." I said shaking my head and leaning on the seat. My head was pounding and I could feel myself growing weaker. I couldn't pull over to a hospital, I had to make it to my dad. I had to see what was happening.

"Are you going to be ok?" Ashton asked

"Yeah, I'm just a little shaken up." I lied. Something was totally going on.


It had been four hours and I had barfed and my head was pounding.

"I really think we should pull over." Ashton repeated. I couldn't even say anything. My head was in pain and I was crying. I was slowly blacking out.

"Dad," I whimpered before my eyes closed fully.


Ashton's POV

"She has a severe aneurism. It is triggered by shock or anger or being scared anything like that. She's in intensive care." The doctor said.

"Well how long will she be there?" I asked. We were standing in the waiting room talking through what happened.

"It's uncertain, she could be under for days to weeks to months to years. And the most common scenario is death." I but my bottom lip. Death? Dying? Hunter could die. She could be gone forever. I'd be without her.

"But she's stable, you said she was stable and that the worst is the coma." I said frantically.

"I can't predict what will happen with her, but I can predict that she may be very confused when she wakes up," he paused and then put a hand on my shoulder. "If she wakes up." He finishes. I close my eyes and sigh.

"When can I see her?"

"When she's moved out of the ICU she may have visitors but until then we wait. I sigh again and lay down on the chair. I check my phone one last time. It's been three hours since we've been in the hospital and that doctor was the only one who would talk to me since.

"Ashton?" I heard her dad say. He was walking with two women behind him one looked only a few years older than me.

"They say she's stable but unresponsive and they can't move her from the ICU yet." I said.

"I'm glad she was with you." Gale says sitting next to me.

"This is Greta and Hyland." He says pointing to the older women and the younger one. They both looked similar to Hunter but they didn't hold her true appearance yet.

"Michael, Cassie and Calum are on their way." Gale said. I nodded. I hadn't even thought about them. A guy with dark brown hair and brown eyes walked in. He walked up to me and I frowned. It was the guy from the store.

"Is she ok?" He asked me.

"Who the are you?!" I asked angrily.

"Sorry, I'm Zayn. I've been in communication with your girlfriend for awhile and I was worried about her so I called and when she didn't answer I looked to make sure she was ok." He said. I closed my eyes.

"An aneurism. She's unresponsive and in critical care at the moment." I said. Zayn sat down and sighed.

"I know you don't think so now. But she's going to make it. She knows she needs to be here with you. She's not going to let you down." Zayn said to me. I looked over and he was staring at the floor. There was so much going on and no matter how badly I wanted to kick his ass for even being here I knew we all wanted the same thing. For Hunter to be ok.


"What do you mean, there's nothing you can tell us?" Michael shouted at doctor Finnegan. Hunter has been in the hospital for three days. We spent our valentines day in a hospital. Her in critical care and me in the waiting room.

"I'm sorry, but with everything that's been happening to her body we can't predict what will happen from now until she wakes up. When she can stay stable for a mass amount of time then and only then will I be able to move her from ICU." Dr. Finnegan says. Michael huffs out a puff of air and then turns back to his seat.

"Look guys, Hunter wouldn't want us to be so worried about her. She'd want us to think positively through and through. If it was one of us she'd probably go but herself fries." Gale said laughing. Everyone chuckled. Great memories we had with Hunter.

"I can't believe it wasn't one of us." Cassie said shaking her head and letting tears fall from her eyes.

"She's right, if anyone deserved this the least it would be Hunter." Calum said.

"All she ever did was help people. Make everyone's life better. She didn't ask for much and when she did ask she was hesitant about it. She was the best thing in all of out lives and we took her for granted." Michael said shaking his head.

"Ashton are you ok?" Cassie asked.

"It's really selfish to think of myself at a time like this. But, I can't lose her because if I do then everything I did for her wouldn't be worth it anymore. Every smile, every 'I love you'. Every little thing that made us who we are would seemingly fall into an abyss of nothingness. She held all those memories and I think it's wrong to let her take them with her." I said. Nobody commented. They just nodded.

"Ashton, we are all kind of being selfish by thinking that she'll just magically wake up. She won't. She won't just walk in here and pretend it's ok. She'll have to heal. We all do." Greta said.

"But why her? Why now?" Hyland asked. Her eyes were just like Hunter's gray and glossy when she cried.

"Because we waited to long to help her." Gale said sighing. I stood up and walked out. I couldn't stay in there anymore. I couldn't stand not knowing she was ok. Three days we were apart. Three days without holding her or kissing her. She was my everything and now she's gone. Stupid aneurism, stupid emotions, stupid love. I looked around the parking lot. Crying hurt families and happy families and then their were the nurses. I walked to the back of the hospital near the ICU. I tried peeking through the windows but nothing. I went to the hospital cafeteria and ate a sandwich. It was the nastiest sandwich I'd ever eaten. I twirled the wrapper between my fingers.

"Tell me about her." I heard a soft voice demand. I looked over and Hyland had sat next to me. I glanced over at the girl sighing and seating farther back in my seat.

"She's funny, every time she opens her mouth it's a sarcastic remark. She's pretty, she never dresses like anyone else an she almost never wears makeup. She's sweet, anytime you need her she'll be there." I said. Hyland smiled and nodded.

"I think, she sounds amazing." She chuckles wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. We sit there in total silence, both watching the families and thinking about Hunter. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed.

"Ashton?" I heard Hyland ask. I looked over quirking an eyebrow in acknowledgement. "I need you to promise me that you won't let her die." She says. I blink my eyes trying to hold back the tears.

"Um," I clear my throat and scratch the back of my neck. "I promise."


Short because I felt like it.

Fave Quote: "It's really selfish to think of myself at a time like this. But, I can't lose her because if I do then everything I did for her wouldn't be worth it anymore. Every smile, every 'I love you'. Every little thing that made us who we are would seemingly fall into an abyss of nothingness. She held all those memories and I think it's wrong to let her take them with her."

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