A/N: i didn't wanna leave you guys with the sad part one, so here's part two! enjoy :)
Ashton- You had sat by Ashton's hospital day for the past two days, holding his hand, waiting for him to open his eyes. "Excuse me, miss? I think it would be best if you went into the waiting room for an hour or two. We need to run a few tests." one of the doctors said to you. "I...Do I have to?" you asked, glancing down at Ashton. Looking at him made your eyes tear up. "I think it would be best. We just need to run a few tests. I'll give you a few minutes, but we really need to start soon." he said, turning around and walking out of the room. You looked back down at Ashton, and brought your free hand up to his cheek. You brushed your fingers against his soft skin. Tears started to blur your vision, and you looked down. "Y/N?" a soft, familiar voice whispered. "Ash?!" you gasped, looking back at him. His hazel eyes were now open. "Are you okay?" he asked you, quietly. "Am I okay? Ash, you're the one that took the bullet!" you said surprised. "Well I love you. And sometimes, love hurts. But it's worth it." Ashton whispered. You pressed a delicate kiss to his cheek, before whispering, "I love you too."
Luke- You heard quiet voices whispering around you, and felt something in your hand. You tried to open your eyes, but they felt extremely heavy. "I love her.... But this is all my fault." said one of the voices. You were able to pick out that one voice in particular. "Luke?" you said, although it came out more as a whisper. "Y/N?" he gasped. "Luke." you smiled weakly. The thing in your hand, must've been Luke's hand, because it was now squeezing slightly. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I saw your phone... You were almost done answering my text. I shouldn't have texted you, I should've figured you were driving!" Luke said sadly. "Luke, it's not your fault. I do love you, and I guess love hurts sometimes." you whispered to him. "I love you too." Luke whispered as he softly pressed a kiss to your lips.
Calum-It had been a week since that conversation with Calum- That was one of the longest, saddest conversations you've had with him. The past week had been even worse than the others- You had barely eaten, barely slept, and couldn't think about anything besides Calum. You flopped down in your bed, thinking about how today was just another pointless day. You tried to close your eyes and fall asleep, but all you could see was Calum. It was almost painful not to see him. After about an hour of tossing and turning, you decided to just sit on the couch and turn on the TV- Not that you would pay any attention to it. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a tall figure stepped inside. The figure took it's hat off, and you immediately recognized it. "Calum!" you shouted, running and to him, and giving him a huge hug. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, and you wrapped your legs around his torso. "I missed you so much." he croaked, trying not to cry. "I missed you too." you whispered, letting your tears roll onto his shirt. The hole in both of your hearts was healed.
Michael- "Y/N!" Michael yelled again. "Michael!" you screamed, once again trying to break free from the guy's grip. He brought his face closer to yours, and you continued to try to escape. "Y/N!" Michael shouted, now seeming to be closer. "Babe..." the guy slurred bringing his lips your ear. "Let go of her!" Michael growled loudly. The guy just chucked, and shook his head. Michael lifted his fist, and sooner than you knew it, the guy was on the ground. You let out a breath that you didn't know you were holding. The man stood up after a minute, and punched Michael in the face, causing him to collapse in a pool of blood. Tears stung your eyes, and you started to hyperventilate. Michael stood back up, despite the blood, and swung at the guy's head, causing him to fall backwards onto the ground, hitting his head on the hard pavement. "Michael!" you shrieked, running up to him, and burying your head in his chest. You started to sob, and Michael used one hand to rub your back. "Why did you let yourself get hurt for me, Michael?" you asked, looking up at him. He brought his thumbs to your eyes, and wiped away the tears. "Because I love you, and sometimes, love hurts." he whispered.
