EMMA'S POV

You ran to go and get the container with the bag in it because you were going to throw up.

You got to the container and held it right below your mouth.

Tyler came in the room about 1 second after you grabbed the container.

You immediately started throwing up.

Tyler ran over to you to hold up your hair.

You finished throwing up and sat on the bed with the container still in your hands. Tyler took it from you and brought it to the bathroom as he held your arm gently with his other hand bringing you to the bathroom too.

He turned on the sink for me so I could wash out my mouth and he got me a towel after throwing out the bag that was in the container.

He waited for me to finish and then helped me walk back to the bed.

"How do you feel?"

"A little bit better, I guess." I said.

"Okay good, I'm glad. Do you still feel light headed?" He asked.

"Ya, I bit."

"Okay, do you want to maybe come downstairs and see your friend Chole, and you can meet one of my good friends Dylan?" He said.

"Wait, do you mean Dylan O'brien? The Dylan O'brien?" I said with excitement in my voice.

"Yup, that's him." He chuckled.

"Yay!" You said excitedly.

Tyler carried you down the stairs because he didn't want you to fall again, he especially didn't want you to fall down the stairs because you still felt dizzy.

He carried you bridal style down the stairs and he sat you down on the couch beside your best friend and Dylan.

Tyler went into the kitchen to go get you some more water.

"Drink this, you need to stay hydrated. You lost a lot of fluids." Tyler said to you.

You took the glass from his hand and thanked him as you took small sips not wanting to throw up again.

Tyler sat on the other couch and talked with Chole a bit more.

I was talking with Dylan about his shows and movies. Eventually we joined in talking with Tyler and Chole. They were talking about adoption and if we would be okay if Tyler adopted us.

We were 16, so we couldn't live by ourselves. Well, I was 16 and Chole was 17.

My head was still pounding against my skull and the room was getting very loud.

My vision stared to get blurry, and the corners of my vision stared to get black. I took another sip of water hoping the feel would go away. And then, everything went black.

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I stared to hear voices calling my name. I opened my eyes and everything and everyone was blurry.

I looked around and I saw that I was lying down on the floor. I asked what had happened.

They shared some looks before Dylan said that I had passed out.

I started freaking out. I was panting really heavily.

"Shhhhh, shh, you're okay. Don't worry. You're okay." Tyler said.

"Just breathe, in and out." Tyler said again.

I took a deep breath and started to calm down a little bit.

Tyler and Dylan helped me to my feet and sat me down on the couch, then got me to lye down.

Chole was sitting by my side and talking to me while Tyler and Dylan were in the kitchen talking and getting something from a cabinet.

I guess I fell on my face when I passed out because Tyler and Dylan walked back in with some gauze and medical tape and a first aid kit.

"W-whats that for?" I said. I was shaking and trying to sit up by pushing myself back on the couch. I was terrified.

"Hey, it's okay. Your stitches are bleeding, we just need to change the gauze and clean it. That's it. Okay?" Tyler said

I unwillingly nodded my head.

"Could you lye back down?" Dylan asked.

"Okay." I said as I was lying down again.

Chole got up and stood behind the boys so they could change the gauze on my face.

They carefully took off the gauze that was already there. Then they got a cotton ball and turned away for about 3 seconds so I couldn't see what they were doing with it.

"We need to clean it okay?" Dylan said

"This might hurt, just a little bit." Said Tyler

They dabbed it on my cut.

"Oww!" I said.

"We're almost done. Your doing great." Tyler said.

They continued to dab it on my cheek as I winced in pain.

"Okay, all done." Said Dylan.

I let out a sigh of relief.

They put some fresh gauze on my cut and Chole got a phone call.

It was from the hospital.

"Hello?"

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To be continued...