I made up with Will, but he still didn't want me to talk to Avery until she came to NYC for good. Though it got me a little annoyed that he was taking me away from my best and only friend, I sort of got why he was doing that.

The days went on slowly, but surely, the same summer days over and over again.

Until I got a frantic phone call at midnight.

"Avery?" I said, putting the phone to my ear. "Avery, what's up? I don't want Will to wake up and realize I'm talking to you, I don't know how he'll react if he does find out. Is everything okay?"

On the other end, Avery's voice turned to a static, and I heard a few words sprinkled in them that I couldn't understand. Was Avery even speaking English? I didn't know. 

"Avie?" I asked. "Ave, you good?"

"Hey...Keira? Um...I have to say this quickly before things get any worse...I was coming to see you but my plane crashed...I'm getting taken to the hospital. In case I don't make it out...I love you...and um...yeah, that's it. I have to go."

Click.

"Avery?" I asked, before realizing she hung up. I laid back on my bed, trying to process what I just heard. Avery's plane crashed and now she was going to the hospital...and she had a chance of dying? 

Then I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. Crap. This wasn't going to go well whatsoever.

"Keira?" Will said, peeking his head in the door. "What are you still doing up? Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine." I said in a whisper, not wanting to act vulnerable or worried. I didn't want Will to know what was going on. Will sat on my bed and said, "Tell me the truth."

"Will you get mad if I told you I was just on the phone with Avery?" I asked. Will sighed and then I cleared my throat. "She called me first...and I got some pretty...horrible news."

"What's going on?" Will asked. I sighed and said, "Avery was going to come here to surprise me, I think she had tickets to a show or something. But...um...on her way here...her plane crashed. She called me and told me she was going to the hospital and she was worried she's not going to make it. She didn't tell me where she crashed...or when...and I haven't gotten any updates since then."

There was a beat of awkward silence before Will hugged me into his side.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for accusing you of being obsessed with Avery. It's...it's obvious she means something to you." Will said. 

"Avery and I are in a QPR." I said. Will hugged me tighter and said, "I'm so sorry, Key, I had no idea."

"It's fine...I wish I knew where she was so I could visit her in the hospital. That is...if she's still alive..." I said, trying to hold back tears.

"Well..."

"Well?"

Before Will could say anything else, my phone rang again.

Over and over.