“You never told me Alex was in hospital” I shivered , and Rian rolled his eyes .
“Oh , relax , Hazel” He said , pulling the car into the parking lot . “You'll see for yourself , he's fine .”
Rian ignored the receptionist and walked straight to the elevators . “He's on the fifth floor ,” Rian told me .
Obligingly , I pressed the button then watched as the glowing digits flicked slowly from G to 1 to 2 to 3 to 4 … and to 5 .
The elevator dinged as the doors opened slowly , leading onto the kind of pristine hallway that you only ever get in hospitals . Doctors hovered around with their clipboards , nurses with medication and visitors with gifts . I plunged my hands into my pockets and looked at the floor guiltily . It was my fault that Alex was in here .
The rockstar had a private room all to himself , down at the very end of the corridor . Jack , Sam and Pommie sat on the plastic chairs outside his room , and they looked up when they saw us coming .
“Found her” Rian said , taking a seat next to Sam .
“The hill ?” Jack guessed , and Rian nodded .
“It's official , I'm a genius” Jack crowed .
“I wouldn't go that far” Sam laughed , hitting her adoptive father lightly . Immediately , Jack counter-attacked with a headlock .
“Is Alex okay ?” I whispered to Pommie , and she smiled at me and nodded .
“Don't worry” She told me , “He's fine .”
Once Alex's parents came out , I was told to go in . Peter and Isobel kept me outside for a few mintues beforehand , though .
“Oh , sweetie” Isobel said , “How are you holding up ? We heard about … everything – and we're coming to the trial on Saturday , of course .”
“Thanks” I said awkwardly , as she pulled me into a hug .
“We're behind you all the way , Hazel” Peter told me sincerely , “Supporting you one hundred per cent .”
I looked up at Peter , and for the first time realised that – in a way – they were my grandparents .
“Thank you so much” I replied honestly , “That means a lot , really . More than I can explain .”
Alex's room looked almost as personal as his bedroom at home did . Some band members must have tweeted about his fall , as GET BETTER SOON cards were overflowing off the windowsill . Either Rian or Isobel must have brought some of his clothes , and one of his acoustic guitars .
“Halo !” Alex said when he saw me . His face split into a relieved smile , and he let out a sigh . “Thank God you're okay . You scared the balls off of me .”
“You're not mad at me ?” I asked in surprise . His thick eyebrows flew off his face .
“Mad at you ? For what ?”
“Well” I paused , frowning . “First of all , in case you hadn't noticed I'm kind of the reason you're in here .”
Alex laughed . “You mean – in this hospital ? You're not worried about that , are you ? I'm fine , Halo . Just a few scrapes and bruises .” He stopped suddenly , and bit his lip .
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We're The Back Pocket Believers (All Time Low Fan Fiction)
Fan FiktionHazel Reede was average. Actually, she was a little below that. She is fifteen when her family dies and leaves her broken hearted and completely alone. But it's when she's at her lowest point that she meets Alex Gaskarth, the lead singer of All Time...