jack's pov

"hey, just let her take a breather" zayn placed a kiss on top of lauren's head. "she would have calmed down by the time she gets back".

lauren sighed, "i know but i just feel like i should be contacting her, y'know to make sure that she's okay".

everyone except tristan, sat in the living room, trying our best to get a hold of savannah.

she wasn't answering any of my calls or text, and i know that it's because she's upset right now but that's honestly what's scaring me the most.

"i can't believe that tristan would lie to savannah like that" johnson said.

"i know, what a dick" sammy agreed. "i knew that one man couldn't take that many business calls everyday".

i nervously bounced my leg up and down, helplessly looking at my phone every second to see if savannah was trying to contact me.

but nothing.

"maybe i should go out and look for her" i suggested, standing from my seat. "it's been way too long".

at that exact moment, lauren suddenly received a call. "it's savannah".

she quickly turned over her phone and held it to her ear.

"hey, where are y—...who is this?" after a second or so, she promptly stood up and covered her mouth. "oh my god. is-is she okay?".

"what? what happened?" i immediately asked just as she hung up the call. she was in complete shock and was clearly struggling to respond, that my chest began to tighten.

"savannah. she's...she's been in an accident".

without hesitation, i hurried towards the door and found the keys to the second car. i completely ignored everyone calling out my name to slow down and wait for them, and left the house.

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after torturing minutes of traffic and stop signs, we quickly made it to the local hospital and headed straight to the front desk.

"hi, we're here to see savannah brooks" lauren spoke. "she was recently bought in from a car accident".

the female receptionist clicked and typed through her computer a few times.

she looked up at us, "i'm sorry. there's no one here with that name".

i pushed my hair back in frustration, "okay, well can you at least check again, please?".

but as soon as i finished speaking, the doors burst open with savannah being hastily wheeled by various doctors, in with a oxygen mask and on a spinal board.

"savannah!" tristan called out.

i rushed to her side and tried my best to keep up with the doctors wheeling her along, "savs. hey, can you hear me? what's happening? is she okay?".

"she's currently unresponsive, but we're going to take her to the icu now" one of the doctors informed me.

"okay, well i'm coming" i insisted just as they pushed savannah through the next doors, but the same doctor quickly stopped us all from following.

"i'm afraid that we can't have all of you there. family only" he told.

"her family is in a different state right now, we're all she has" johnson explained to him.

lauren stepped forward, "well, she's my best friend. we're practically sisters".

the doctor gestured for lauren to come along.

"and i'm her boyfriend" tristan announced, convincing the doctor to let him come too.

i tried my best to stepped forward as well, but he stopped me instantly.

"i'm sorry, no more. but, you're welcome to sit in the waiting area until we have more news for you" he smiled warmly, then hurried with tristan and lauren alongside.

angrily, i punched my fist against the wall, "this is bullshit, i should be the one there with her!".

"i know, but we'll be the first to know when they figure out what's happening to her" nate tried to calm me down.

i sat beside them all on the white, plastic chairs. my anger managed to disappear and i suddenly started to feel completely helpless.

"but i just...i need to be there, by her side" i muttered. "i need to make sure that she gets through this".

"hey, don't think like that" zayn disagreed.

sammy lightly squeezed my shoulder, "yeah, she's a fighter, man. we all know that".

i pulled my hands down my face, knowing that they were right and hoping that we'd know what was going on soon.

after a long and impatient 45 minutes, the doctor came back through the doors, wiping his hands on his white coat and standing before us.

"hey" i took no time to stand up. "how's savannah?".

"first of all, the impact of the accident caused miss brooks to suffer from a head injury, which resulted into some bleeding to the brain".

"but she's okay, right?" johnson questioned.

"she's unconcious but we've managed to stop the bleeding, which is good. however, she has some injury to her lower back and her heart is still very weak, so we've put her on a ventilator to help with her breathing".

"so what now?" sammy inquired, folding his arms. "when is she going to wake up?".

the doctor sighed, "unfortunately, we don't know".

"what do you mean you don't know?!" i frustratedly exclaimed. "you're supposed to have all of the answers!".

"savannah's one of the lucky ones with how we were able to prevent any more bleeding to the brain, but due to the back injury, she could still suffer from a few difficulties if she wakes up".

"i'm sorry, if she wakes up?" i narrowed my eyes and recalled. "savannah is going to wake up, okay so you better do everything to make sure that comes true!".

"jack, calm down" nate tried to hold me back, but i swatted his arm away.

"no, i won't calm down! this guy doesn't even know what he's talking about" i pointed to the doctor before me, as my blood anxiously heated up.

"we're doing the best we can. savannah is in the icu, she is stable, but all we can do for now is wait" he told.

"can we at least see her now?" sammy begged and the doctor observed all of our distraught faces, before stepping aside.

"sure, go ahead".

we walked through the doors until the doctor directed us to the icu, where lauren and tristan waited in the chairs just outside.

lauren immediately went into the arms of zayn as i took gradual steps towards the room window.

savannah laid on the hospital bed with numerous wires attached to her. she had deep cuts and bruises all over her body and what scared the most was how lifeless she looked, that a tear managed to escape my eye.

i finally opened the door and walked towards savannah's side, struggling to take my eyes off her.

lauren came and stood on the other side. her eyes were red and puffy from crying so much, but she wiped them and held onto savannah's hand.

"hey. look, i know how strong you are. in fact, you're the strongest person that i know, so that's why i'm positive that you'll get through this" she spoke. "and i'm also a huge softy who constantly needs her best friend, so i don't even want to imagine how i'd be without you, savannah. you can do this, okay because you wouldn't leave me. i know you wouldn't".

she covered her mouth as she choked up a cry, just in cue for zayn to comfortingly put his arm around her.

i then watched as tristan lightly touched savannah's cheek with his thumb, before bending down to kiss her hand.

"i'm so sorry, baby" he whispered, whilst i tried my best to not yell at him again for what he did.

johnson let out a deep breathe, "it's so weird seeing her like this".

"she's usually smiling and brightening up every room that she fucking walks into" sammy chuckled and everyone managed to do the same, except me.

i could tell that johnson noticed as he furrowed his brows at me then came closer to my side.

"bro" he said and i looked at him. "she's going to be fine".

he assured whilst i stared down at her injured body, trying my best to not break down.

i shrugged my shoulders, "how do we know that?".

johnson couldn't find any valid response to give me, so he distressfully scratched the back of his neck.

"how about we get a few coffees?" he suggested to everyone. "jack, you stay with savannah".

i smiled lightly at him to say thanks, because i really did need to be alone with her, just so i could privately say everything that i've been waiting to say since we got here.

once the door was shut with everyone gone, i turned back to savannah and gently took hold of her hand as the heart monitor filled the our silence.

"when you took the car and left, i wouldn't go a second without thinking of where you'd gone or what was on your mind. usually when a guy breaks your heart, i'm the first person you come to. so, when you told me to leave you alone, i guess it hurt" i explained.

i just wish i could stare into her light brown eyes as i speak.

"but now that i think about it, i shouldn't have listened. i should have been stubborn and stopped you from getting behind that wheel, then i would have drove instead — you would have been safe with me and you wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed with all of these terrifying injuries. you would have just cried and ranted about how much of an ass tristan is, then i'd tell you that he doesn't even matter because i love you. i'm the one who cares about you and wants nothing more than to see you happy".

a tight lump grew in my throat as i tried to continue — tears were forming in my eyes, so i held savannah's hand closer to my lips to kiss it.

"so you're gonna wake up soon, okay? because i can't bare to think that my last few memories with you were wasted by all of this time apart" i continued. "...i would die if i lost you, savs".

a short knock on the door caused me to quickly wipe my tears away. i looked up and saw only johnson with two coffees in his hands.

"i got you a coffee" he told me.

i sniffed and took it from him, "thanks".

we both sipped our drinks, watching our best friend be controlled by a monitor and practically fight for her life.

"we're not going to loose her, g" johnson assured me again. "jack and jack are not going to be without savannah brooks, alright. there's no way".

i nodded with a teary smile and he did the same, whilst i silently prayed that this nightmare would be over soon.

it was now midnight and i just couldn't get myself to sit down and wait for savannah to wake up.

instead, i leant my head against the large window, watching her breathe in and out since that was the only way that i could assure myself that she could possibly be okay.

everyone else sat on the plastic chairs, anxiously waiting for some sort of movement or falling asleep on one another.

"i think it's time that you all headed home for some sleep" the doctor came back and advised with his clipboard in his hands.

lauren sat up from zayn's shoulder and shook her head to disagree.

"no, we're staying here with savannah" she denied.

"i can assure you that she is in safe hands, we'll be sure to contact any you if there is progress" he replied with an empathetic smile.

nate yawned, leaning forward in his seat, "maybe, he's right?".

"but i feel bad leaving her" sammy added.

"me too, but we can come back first thing in the morning" johnson rose from his seat and came to take another look at savannah through the window.

"you need to rest, babe" zayn rubbed lauren's shoulder, but i folded arms and stayed put.

"well, suit yourselves because i'm not leaving" i insisted.

"me too" tristan agreed, sitting back down but i immediately scoffed.

"you too? haven't you done enough?" i retorted. "your stupid lies are the reason that savs got into that car in the first place. if you had just been honest, then none of this would be happening right now".

"i never meant—".

"look at her, tristan!" i loudly cut him off. "she is fighting for her life in there and all you've done is mess with her head. so, just go because no one fucking wants you here".

i left the hospital hallway in silence as tristan stared at me with no intention to argue back. he lowered his head, then entered savannah's room again. i didn't feel any remorse towards my actions and watched him say a few words, before leaning down to kiss her cheek.

"we can stay if you want us to" johnson supportively patted my back.

i shrugged, "no, you guys go. i'll text you if anything happens".

he gave me a look to question if i was sure and i was, so they soon said their goodbyes to me and checked on savannah one last time.

they eventually left with tristan going with them too and i decided to go and sit back inside the room.

every time i see how fragile and still savannah is, my heart skips an entire beat because the worst always comes to mind. i clasped my hands together, resting my head and trying my best to not start crying again.

instead, i took a deep breath and prayed for god to not take savannah away from me — to not take my best friend and the love of my life.

"...please just let her be okay, please" i whispered, reaching over and softly stroking my thumb against her warm skin.

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my heart is breaking

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