save me

twelve

i stared at my boyfriend, my eyes running over his slightly messy hair, pale cheeks and closed eyelids. i almost expected him to open his eyes and casually reply but i knew that that was impossible. if the professionals couldn't keep him awake, neither could i. all i could really do at this point was hope for the best. 

i quickly let go of john's hand when i heard the door to the room open and close as the nurse's footsteps got closer. i sighed, knowing that if i asked her for more time i'd only be asking for trouble and that was something i wanted to avoid. if i got on her bad side, the chances of me being let in again would be slim. with that thought in mind, i stood up, giving the nurse a small nod of gratitude before heading for the door. just when i was about to step over the threshold and into the hallway, i heard the woman start to speak. 

''i'm sure that if he could he'd tell you he loves you too,'' she said, looking at me with a sad smile on her face. 

''o-oh i...yeah he would...and he will...once he wakes up,'' i replied, my face a bit flushed as my suspicion of the nurse listening behind the door came true.

the nurse gave me a nod, and that was the end of the interaction as i carefully closed the door behind me. 

i was instantly greeted by the concerned but hopeful faces of my fellow band mates. brian frowned when he noticed that my gloomy mood hadn't changed in the slightest, but didn't say anything. he didn't have to because roger decided to do all the talking. 

''what is it? what did they tell you? will he be okay?'' he asked quickly, his crystal blue eyes wide. 

''for god's sake roger, let him breathe,'' brian scolded the blond in a light tone while leading me back to the seats in the waiting room, roger following closely behind us.

when we sat down with brian and roger on either side of me i instantly felt their eyes on me, clearly curious but too nervous to speak up.

''he's in a coma,'' i said simply, my voice not showing any emotion at all. roger was the first to react.

''a...a...a coma?'' he asked, probably hoping that he heard wrong.

''yes rog, a coma,'' i replied rather curtly, but at this point, i couldn't bring myself to care.

''b-but he'll be okay, won't he?'' roger's soft voice asked, breaking the silence once again. i turned my head to look at him and when i saw his innocent-looking face with his eyes wide and hopeful i almost wanted to spare his little heart from hurting even more than it already seemed to be. almost. 

''they don't know that,'' i said quietly. 

he looked down, sniffing softly before letting out a small ''o-oh'' in response. 

that's when brian decided to speak up.

''and he hasn't shown any signs of waking up? nothing at all?'' he questioned.

''t-they said he woke up a few times b-but only for a couple of seconds. they, they can't keep him awake,'' i said, almost whispering.

''he has?? there's still hope then,'' brian claimed, his voice sounding way too determined for the current situation we were in. 

''is there?'' i asked, looking up at him, my sight blurry from the tears starting to gather in my eyes. 

''of course there is! he'll wake up before you know it, i'm sure,'' the curly-haired man exclaimed. 

''h-how can you be so sure bri?'' a small voice piped up next to me, roger's watery eyes taring right into brian's. 

''it's, it's just that if he hadn't woken up at all it'd be much worse...this way we at least know that he's capable of waking up, you know?'' brian stammered, his cheeks tinted a light pink color as he held eye contact with the blond for a few more seconds before looking away. there had to be something going on between these two, i'd definitely get more into it later. right now i just wanted to sleep. and preferably wake up from this horrible nightmare. 

i yawned, laying down on the seats. 

''i'll just take a quick nap guys, wake me up if...if there's any news, okay?'' i mumbled, looking up at them.

''yeah okay,'' roger answered quietly. 

i closed my eyes, opening them again when i felt strong hands on my arms, hoisting me up so my head was resting on brian's lap. i let my eyes flutter closed again, moving around a bit to get comfortable before mumbling a quiet ''thanks'' at the guitarist. 

i fell asleep to the relaxing feeling of brian's fingers gently playing with my hair. 

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a/n: d a i l y u p d a t e s ? what's happening??