Anxiety • part 2

18 • surgery

[damn is it 18 already? So if you count up pt 1+2, we're at freaking 69 chapters. Atleast 30 more to go I hope. I will go on as long as you find it interesting and I have something to write about.]

"You're cheating." I yelled as I looked at him.

"No I'm not, I'm just finding a better and smarter way to win." He yelled back and he had a grin on his face and I was not going to allow him to cheat. I wanted to win.

"It's still cheating. If you don't follow the rules, it's cheating." I watched as he jumped over a fallen tree to keep on going.

"So are there rules for going on a run?" He asked as he joined me again.

"No shortcuts and no leaving eachother behind. You broke the first rule, so you cheated." I replied and I was a little out of shape but not as out of shape as he was. He was taking shortcut after shortcut so he could run slower to keep up. "You can just ask me to go slower."

"That's embarrasing." He said and when he wanted to take another shortcut, I grabbed his wrist and made sure he stayed on the path.

Somewhere in our stupid brains we came up with getting back in shape on our holiday, in the mountains and under the very hot sun.

We're stupid.

But according to google the view at the top should be so amazing that it's worth the full run/hike.

We could ofcourse just walk up there but I'm no quitter. When I start something, I want to finish it. So we're running to the top.

"You're also destroying nature if you keep going off the path."

"How are you still so okay?" He asked me as he made me slow down to a walk.

"Because you haven't excercised since tour and tour is over a month ago. I was still going on runs before we left. And LA is just as hot if not hotter."

"Unfair." He said with a laugh, I looked at him and smiled. Untill my balance got thrown off and gravity took over.

I remember thinking 'fuck' as I saw the ground getting closer and as stupid as I am, I tried to break my fall with my hand.

Ashton was laughing at my stupid fall untill he saw I was in pain. A lot of pain.

"Fuck are you okay?" He asked as he kneeled down beside me.

"Not sure." I said as I sat down on my butt again but I could feel that my wrist wasn't okay.

"Fuck Sam, you're bleeding." He said as he looked at my knees. "What the hell happened?"

"I'm clumsy as hell." I said as I held onto my wrist with my other hand. "No need to call an ambulance but we do have to go to a hospital because I'm 99% sure I broke my wrist." I added as I could just feel the break.

"I'm calling an ambulance." He said with a worried look.

"Ash, don't. I can still walk so we'll just walk back down and then drive to the hospital. You just have to help me up." He helped me up carefully and I held onto my wrist so it wouldn't get any worse.

He watched me carefully as we walked back down and I realised that it was still a pretty long walk down. "Are you sure you don't want me to call the ambulance?"

"I'm sure" I said and I was trying to push back the pain and just get down. "How stupid am I to break my wrist over my own damn feet?"

"I've always known you were pretty clumsy but this might be the most clumsy thing I've ever seen someone do." He said with a laugh.