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Austin's POV
I had decided tonight to only have water, and that's what I did. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, and I pulled it out, looking at the recipiant. Mallory Perry. I unlocked my phone and looked at the text in the white bubble.
Hi guyfd, thps isa Vix, Malkoru ang I aew gpibf to the hospitsl, shea unconaiwnxe.
I kept reading the text until I finally deciphered it.
Hi guys, this is Vic, Mallory and I are going to the hospital, she's unconscious.
"TONY! TONY, WHERE ARE YOU?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. A drunken Tony stumbled over to me, hiccuping and smiling.
"Heyyyyyyy Austin. Why are you yelling?" He asked, stumbling.
"Mallory's in the hospital." I said quickly.
"Who's Mallory?" Tony asked, his eyes closed. He was swaying, and let out another hiccup.
"Your sister!" I shook him. He laughed, and I shook my head.
It had taken me a while to gather everyone up, but they were piled in the back of the Mustang, laughing, hiccupping, or asleep. I pulled into the hospital parking lot and looked back, questioning to bring Tony with me. I shook my head, and left a window half open, and went inside the hospital. I tugged on my Slipknot shirt, running up to the front desk.
"Hi. How can I help you?" The nurse smiled up at me.
"Mallory Perry? Where is she?" I asked frantically.
"Oh, she's in the ICU right now. She came in and gave the doctors quite a scare. Her friend is in a room though." The nurse said, leafing through some papers.
"Can I see him?" I asked, tugging on my shirt even more.
"Sure. He is in room 308, 3rd floor. I will send a doctor up there when Mallory is ready to have visitors." The nurse said, and I ran off to the elevators. I pressed the up button, jogging in place. I looked around, and saw a door marked 'Stairs'.
"Fuck the elevator." I cursed aloud, and opened the door, and ran up the stairs. I approached the 3rd floor, and ran out into the waiting area. 4 nurses looked up at me, startled. I ran into the hallway, searching for room 308. I came to the door, almost colliding with a doctor coming out of his room.
"Woah there young man." He said, adjusting his glasses.
"Sorry." I mumbled, and went inside Vic's room. He was laying on a bed. No monitors or anything were hooked up to him. He was just sleeping.
"Dude, this is why you don't drink too much." I laughed and walked out of the room, and back to the car. Everyone was passed out in the backseat, and I sat in the front seat, listening to Up All Night by Mac Miller before falling asleep.
