I sat in the chair in the hospital corridor, anxiety coursing through me at a painful speed as I tapped my foot quickly against the cold white tiles. I looked around and gulped, my mind praying that every nurse that passed me would stop by me, and tell me that I could see Tom, but they continued to walk each time.

"Y/N." I looked up and choked as Harrison and Haley rushed in. I stood up, the tears starting to leave my eyes freely again at the fact that I was no longer alone as I ran into Haley's arms.

"Oh, honey, I'm so, so sorry." Haley soothed, my eyes squeezing shut as she ran her hand through my hair.

"What happened?" Harrison asked softly as he rested his hand on my back. I gulped and looked down, pure guilt being the only feeling that I experienced when I thought about what had happened.

"E-erm, we were walking along, and I spotted an old friend on the other pavement, so I went to cross. A car was coming, b-but I didn't look, s-so I didn't see. Tom pushed me out of the way so that he would get hit instead." I choked. Their eyes widened.

"Jesus Christ." Harrison mumbled.

"I know, it's all my fault. I'm the reason that he's hurt, I'm the reason!" I cried and shook my head, my hands shaking with anxiety as tears streamed down my face.

"No, no, don't say that. He would do anything for you, and he would never forgive himself if you had been hit by that car." Harrison reassured. I choked as I sat back down, Haley and Harrison sitting next to me as they continued to comfort me.

"He's going to be okay, Y/N. He's strong, and he'll pull through. You're getting married in six months, he's going to pull through for you if nothing else." Haley nodded. I gulped and returned the nod as I looked down, my entire world feeling like it was falling apart as we desperately waited for news, any news, that Tom was okay.

"Don't worry, Y/N. We'll stay by your side until Tom is awake. We're not leaving you, I swear." Harrison promised with a shake of his head.

"Thank you." I choked, my eyes wavering as I looked down at my hands, or more specifically, at my engagement ring. After all, I didn't have the energy to focus on anything else.

"Miss Y/L/N?"

"Y/N." My eyes shot open, my heart jumping in my chest as I felt someone shaking my shoulder. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, my thoughts incredibly fuzzy due to the fact that I had been pulled so harshly out of sleep as I looked around.

"Y/N?" I looked up and sighed as I saw that Harrison had woken me up, his hand still on my shoulder as he looked at me.

"What?" I mumbled as I rubbed a hand over my tired eyes. Harrison moved to the side, my eyes widening as he revealed a nurse standing there. My eyes widened and my heart jumped violently in my chest as I shot up.

"What's happening, is Tom awake?" I gulped.

"Not yet, I'm sorry, but he is stabilised, and is in a good condition." She reassured. I choked and nodded, my eyes wavering at the news that he was stable.

"So, he's going to be okay?" I asked hopefully.

"I'm not allowed to say, as his condition could change. But for now, he's okay." She reassured. I gulped and nodded. I knew that they couldn't tell me more right now, and I understood why, but I just wanted to know if he was going to make it. That was all that my heart was focused on right now.

"Can I see him?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you yet-."

"Please, for one minute, I just want to sit by him." I begged. The nurse sighed.

"Okay, but only for one minute." She nodded. I returned it and gulped, my heart already fluttering in fear of what state I'd see him in as I rushed into the room. I choked as I saw him, my entire body feeling numb as tears ran down my face. Tom was lying in the bed, the love of my life unconscious with his arm in a cast, his torso wrapped in a bandage, and an oxygen mask attached to his septum. Even in his state, even when he didn't look well, he was still the most handsome guy that I'd ever seen.

"Oh, Tom." I choked, my heart breaking even more by the second as I sat in the chair next to his bed, and took his hand into mine. I stared at him as I kissed his knuckles. He looked stunning, even in this state. His hazel curls were slightly tatty and unruly, but they somehow still looked perfect as they flopped over his closed eyes.

"Please open your eyes, Tom. Comfort me with that gorgeous chocolate colour." I choked as I raised my hand and gently stroked his hair. This didn't feel real, it just felt like a really fucking horrible nightmare. I was begging to wake up and find Tom sleeping soundly beside me. But no. I knew that this was reality. As much as I didn't want it to be. I choked as I leant down and rested my head against his chest, my mind being even slightly comforted by the rise and fall of his breathing. I choked once more, a tear rolling down my face as I slowly closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes slowly, them squinting slightly as my body got pulled out of the escape that was sleep. My lips parted into a yawn as I returned to the harsh reality in which Tom was injured, Tom was hurt. I sat up and groaned, moving my head around so that I didn't feel the effects of sleeping in a chair later. I looked at Tom and sighed as he was still unconscious. I looked down his body, my eyebrows furrowing as something didn't feel right. I just couldn't figure out what it was. But then it hit me. My eyes widened, my heart plummeting to my feet as it clicked. His chest wasn't moving, I couldn't see the rise and fall. I immediately put my cheek above his lips, a choke leaving my lips and the most intense feeling of pure sickness washing over me as I couldn't feel anything.

"No, Tommy, don't do this to me, no." I choked and shook my head before running to the door and throwing it open.

"Help! My fiancé isn't breathing, HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, making everyone look at me. Haley and Harrison's eyes widened, both of them immediately shooting up and rushing into the room, followed by numerous nurses and doctors. I choked and shook my head as they swarmed around Tom, my hands uncontrollably trembling as I put them to my mouth. I watched in utter terror as one nurse put her hands against his chest to start CPR.

"Please save him, PLEASE!" I cried, my entire body feeling numb at the fucking heartbreaking idea that in only a few moments, the love of my life could be dead. Tom could be dead.

"I need a defibrillator now." The nurse demanded as she continued to push down on Tom's chest. I sobbed and shook my head as I stared at him, everything in me silently begging him to open his eyes again.

"We need you guys to get out of here, he needs space." Another nurse spoke.

"No, please, he's my fiancé, I need to be with him." I choked.

"No, you need to be outside. We can save him, but we need space." She nodded.

"Y/N, she's right, come on." Harrison nodded, tears also running down his and Haley's faces as he gently put his hands on my arms.

"No, I'm not leaving him." I insisted.

"Y/N, come on, we need to go." He repeated as he tried to get me towards the door, but I resisted as much as I could.

"No, Harrison." I choked and shook my head, my heart pounding uncontrollably as my eyes stayed glued to the nurses and doctors trying to save Tom.

"Right, I'm sorry, Y/N." He mumbled, making my eyes widen as he wrapped his arms around my waist, and lifted me up.

"NO! HARRISON, YOU LET ME GO!" I cried hysterically as he carried me out of the room.

"Listen to me, Y/N." He spoke as he put me down in front of the seats before forcing me to sit down. His hands stayed on my arms so that I couldn't stand up again, no matter how much I was fighting against him.

"No, Harrison, let me-."

"Listen to me, Y/N, please." he cut me off. I choked and looked up at him through glassy eyes, my heart hurting so fucking much at the idea that my fiancé was dying only metres away from me, and I was utterly powerless to even try and stop that.

"Tom is a fighter, and he would do anything to stay with you, that's a very good combination right now. He is going to get through this, I promise you that, but he needs you to be strong for him. He needs you to cooperate with the doctors and nurses, he needs you to give them space when he's in trouble, but most importantly, he needs you to be so, so strong. Can you do that for him?" he asked.

"Harrison, please-."

"Can you do that for him?" he asked again. I choked and looked down, my eyes squeezing shut as I reluctantly started to accept the fact that Harrison was right, no matter how much I wanted him to be wrong. As much as I wanted to be with him, the truth was that the people who could truly help him were in that room with him, and that was what he needed.

"Yes." I whispered. He sighed and nodded, the boy giving me a small but obviously forced smile as he cupped my cheek in an attempt to reassure me.

"Good. Because I guarantee that you being strong will help him." He reassured.

"I know. I know." I choked and shook my head. He nodded again and looked at me with broken eyes.

"Good. You can do this, and so can he." He reassured before tightly hugging me.

I sat in the lumpy hospital chair, my red and puffy eyes glued to my engagement ring as I stared at it. How perfect it was, all of the memories that it encapsulated. I still remembered the day that Tom proposed to me like it was yesterday, and it made my heart fill with happiness every time that I thought about it. How much thought my fiancé had clearly put into it, how much love was in every single word that he uttered. It couldn't have been more perfect if he'd tried. Tom had made the right choice at every step of the engagement, including the ring itself. Somehow it still looked beautiful, despite the awful light that seemed to radiate from the ceiling tiles.

"What are you thinking about?" I snapped out of my thoughts as Haley's gentle voice called out, making me bite my lip and look at her.

"Him." I responded simply, a small smile on my lips as I spoke. She returned it and nodded.

"What about him?" she asked. I shrugged and looked at the ring, my mind filled with nothing but good memories that I associated with the piece of jewellery. Every time that we'd talked, every time that we'd laughed, every time that we'd had sex since Tom had proposed. All of them were perfect memories, ones that I would cherish until the day that I died.

"Everything. Literally everything. About how bad his breath smells in the morning, but I kiss him anyway, because I love the feeling of his lips against mine. How his cologne reminds me of home. How his hoodies are way too big for me, but I love wearing them anyway. How I can't fall asleep anymore without being wrapped in his arms." I whispered. Haley sighed and nodded, my best friend giving me a small smile as she rested her hand on my knee.

"How I don't know what I'll do if I lose him." I choked as a solitary tear left my eye, and rolled down my cheek. She bit her lip and looked at me.

"Stay strong, for him. He's going to make it, he wouldn't just leave you like this." She spoke.

"But it's not in his control, Haley. He can't hold on for me if he stops breathing, o-or if his heart stops." I replied, my eyes wavering as a tear rolling down my cheek.

"I know, Y/N, but he'll do everything in his power to stay here, to stay with us. To stay with you." She nodded. I returned it, my eyes wavering as they moved back to the ring that I was never going to let go again.