Alan's POV
"Alan. Alan wake up!" Bobby's voice seemed distant. "ALAN!" I jerked awake.

"'What?" I asked, sleepily.

"You've got class in 15 minutes!"

"Oh no!" I threw on my clothes and grabbed my lesson plans, making sure I didn't leave anything behind.

I kissed Bobby on my way out the door, but it turned into a makeout session. Bobby pushed me off. "You gotta go."

"Right. See you later." I crawled through the school day. How many times do need to explain World War 1?

When the bell rang, I called Bobby. "Hey! The gang is meeting at the bar tonight. Can you grab my jacket and meet me there?"

A shot of pain hit my stomach. I sat down in my chair, but I completely passed out.

Bobby's POV
I was at the bar with Teresa, Robert, Katherine, and Ashley. It was already 6 o'clock, but we planned to meet at 5. Where was Alan?

My phone rang. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hi. Are you Bobby James?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Alan Miller is in hospital. You were his only family. He is unresponsive. He is in ICU. We don't know what happened. Can you come?"

"Y-yes." I hung up. "Guys, Al's in hospital. He's unresponsive."

"Oh my god." Teresa whispered.

"Do they know what happened?" Robert asked.

"N-no. We gotta go."

All five of us piled into my minivan. We drove to the hospital.

"Hi," I said to the check-in lady "We're here for Alan Miller."

"Which one of you is Bobby James?" she asked.

"Me." I replied.

"Follow me." She led me upstairs into a room.

Alan was laying asleep on the bed. He had a ton of wires and tubes connected to him. I heard the reassuring ping of his heartbeat.

A whisper leaked out of my mouth. "Alan." I ran to his side. Tears were streaming down my face.

"We ran some tests. They should be coming back soon. We are going to do the biopsy after the results come back. Are you ok?"

"Yeah." I rubbed my eyes.

"We'll leave you two alone."

Katherine's POV
I scoffed at Ashley and Robert. They were making out in the Lobby. Teresa was reading a magazine, but I could tell she was watching them.

"Hey, could you stop?" I asked.

"What?" Ashley asked?

"Um, our friend could be dead, but you're just ignoring that and kissing your boyfriend!" Teresa snapped back.

"Well sorry!" Ashley replied.

The door to the lobby opened, and Bobby stepped out.

"Guys, you should probably get in here."