You're Really Sick Ashton

                                    

                                          
You were greatly under the weather, coughing, fever, body aches, inability to breath at times, etc.
                          
You were laying in bed, trying to sleep, but you were way to uncomfortable and weak to find that right spot. 
                          
" Baby, do you feel any better? " Ashton comes in, a hot bowl of soup clutched in his large hands. 
                          
" No. " Your voice is soft and barely heard. 
                          
You try to get up, to go take a long hot bubble bath because that normally helps. 
                          
" Don't move. I need you to eat first. You haven't eaten all day. " Ashton walks to you, placing your bowl on the nightstand. 
                          
" But I'm not hungry, " You whined. 
                          
" Eat. " He says firmly. 
                          
You were standing, clutching on the dresser. Rolling your eyes, you try to make your way back to the bed. 
                          
But on instant, your breathing became shallow. Suddenly you felt your vision become spotty and your body loosens. You fell to the carpeted floor, unconscious. 
                          
Ashton panicked, running to your side, sliding on his knee, trying to check if you were breathing. 
                          
He pulled out his phone, calling the ambulance. 
                          
" What is your emergency? " He heard the woman ask, sounding somewhat nonchalant. 
                          
" My girlfriend just fainted. I-I don't know what's wrong with her. " His voice is shaky and his hand not once left your hand. He tells them the address and they carry you away on a matter of minutes. 
                          
" Calum! YN fainted. " Ashton says from his car, talking the ambulance. 
                          
" I told you something was really wrong with her. " Calum let's out frustrated groan, " I'm on the way. " 
                          
Ashton calls the others, once he pulls in, following the doctors. 
                          
" I'm sorry you can't go here. Wait in the waiting room. " The tall white man with dark hair stops him.
                          
Ashton eyes the doctor, feeling disrespected. He begrudgingly walks back to the waiting room, meeting the boys. 
                          
"Is she ok? " Luke asked.
                          
" I don't know. They sent me here. " Ash sighs, rubbing his forehead.
                          
"She'll be fine, I promise. " Michael pats Ashton's shoulder. 
                          
It's been now an hour, twenty one minutes and forty seconds, according to Ashton, since they've been waiting. 
                          
The doctor walks in, "people for YN YL?"
                          
Ashton is the first to run and see the doctor. 
                          
" She's stable now, but we're gonna have to keep her for a couple of days. " The doctor says walking then to her room. 
                          
" What was wrong with her? " All four of the boys ask simultaneously. 
                          
" She has pneumonia in both lungs. We don't know if she'll make it. " 
                          
All four of the boys stop in their tracks, unable to comprehend what had just been told.