2 hours later...

Your pov:

I paced back and forth in a private waiting room had for us the rest of the group had came in a while ago.
Spencer was trying to calm me down.

"He's gonna be ok."

"God i hope so."

The nurse came back.
"The surgery was a success though.."

(I'm sorry about to hit you with a dramtic cliché.)

"He has fallen into a coma and there is no real way of knowing when he'll wake up." She said sadly.

"C-can i still see him?" I asked.

"Yes of course! You can still talk to him. He can hear you he just can't respond." She said.

I ran to his room and then when i seen him sleep connected to all the foreign machine my heart sank into my stomach. There were dark circles around his eyes. I walked over to his side and touched his arm and that's all it took...

I fell to my knees and bursted into tears.

Mark's pov:
(Wtf?)

"Ugh where am i?" I sit up and look around i'm in a hospital?
i looked around again as my vision became more clear and i saw...
(Y/n)?
Sitting in the hospital chair with her face in her hands.

"(Y/n)! You're here! But why?!" I say excited but confused.

She paid me no attention. As if she couldn't hear me.

(Play media)

"(Y/n)?" I questioned. "Why aren't you looking at me?"
I got up out of bed and when i looked down i was looking down at my own body...

"Wh-what?" I say. "What the f-"

A/n: I'm sorry i couldn't resist😂