Previously...
A nurse entered the ward, looking down at the group in the room. He sighed, asked all of you to stand up and said,

"Jackson is conscious."

And now...
You just ran the fastest you had ever to go see Jackson. The nurse was shocked and grabbed your arm to stop you from launching into the room. "You can't run in this ward Miss. This is a ward specifically for more severe injuries." This didn't make you feel any better. None the less, you stopped running and the nurse leads you to Jackson's room, holding on to your arm a bit too tight. 

"Alright, this is the room, but I must tell you to be quiet, not make ANY loud noises, and to not jump onto him under any circumstances, for risk of hurting him anymore."
"Understood," you all said in a forlorn voice.

You pushed the door open slowly and peeked around the corner. You saw a bed that definitely had Jackson.
"Jackson," you whispered.
"Y/N? Is that you?"
"It's the rest of us too," Micheal announced quietly.

You all were crowded around Jackson's bed. My god, it feels like forever since you've spoken to him.
"As you can see, I'm, well, less than ok." It was true. In the crash, the airbag didn't deploy and glass shards tore into one of his eyes. For now, he had to wear an eyepatch until a donor appeared to give him a new one. "But, who cares about that? How are all of you? Are you all doing ok?" 
Almost simultaneously, you all launched into stories about what had happened to you so far. For some reason, all the boys seem to most concerned with you and looked rather upset to see you fretting over Jackson. However, Micheal certainly gained a prop up in the group, as they all knew that he threw himself over you to shield you. As much as they hated him for having that, they were eternally grateful to him for saving you.

"Well, once we're all feeling, better, would you guys maybe want to spend a day at the beach? I think it'd be pretty fun, and an excellent way to unwind, what with the end of Summer #2." The boys laughed. (where you live, it's summer pretty much all the time). 

(A/N): I wasn't sure what I wanted to do for Jackson, but, I found something. Don't worry, none of the characters here (out of the boys) die. I was debating it, then thought that'd be WAYYYYY too dark. So tada.