Open Your Eyes || Song Preference.

I AM SO SORRY, MY LIFE IS SO BUSY AND IT DOESN'T HELP THAT I PROCRASTINATE.

Calum: All this feels strange and untrue, and I won't waste a minute without you. My bones ache, my skin feels cold and I'm getting so tired. || I stare at Y/N through the small glass window on the hospital door. Her eyes are closed and her body is still, the only movement from her being the small rise and fall of her chest as she breathes. I can see the damage to her from here and it's enough to make me lose my breath for a moment. I'm interrupted by a soft nudge to my shoulder to which I turn around and see Michael standing beside me. "You need to go and see her, mate. You should be with her." He tells me, motioning for me to open the door. I gulp slightly, unsure how to tell him the truth. A few seconds later I do, but my mouth is dry and the words come out hoarse. "I'm scared." I tell him, silently awaiting his answer. He nods beside me for a moment as he looks at Y/N, sound asleep on the hospital bed. "What are you scared of?" He asks me not turning to face me. I pause, gathering my thoughts up to try and think of the best way to put it. "That she won't wake up. That that'll be the last time I see her and that me being with her wont help anything." I finally admit to him. He takes in what I said for a moment but is quick to reply. "She will, Calum." He begins with. "And you being in there, with her, is going to help her a lot more than you know. She needs you Calum." He states as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. It might be. "And you need her too." I close my eyes and let out a deep breath, reaching down and slowly opening the door as Michael walks away. I'm glad he gave me the courage to do this as the instant I stepped inside, I rushed to her. Her hand felt the same in mine but I didn't feel the normal squeeze she would give me. I was careful with her and I made sure of that. I looked at her and I had never seen anyone appear so vulnerable; it seemed even a deep breath would be enough to shake her bones. I let go of hand just quick enough to grab a chair and pull it up beside her. Sitting down, I took her hand in mine once more and just looked at her letting the minutes pass by without another thought. It's impossible to describe the pain that was in my chest as I sat with her. The weight on my shoulders, the ache in my bones, everything was too much to understand just like the question of why this happened to her. Before I knew it, minutes turned to hours and I had been sitting beside her in the same position, yet to speak to her, to tell her to pull through. The stars were out and the sky was dark and the sun lighting up the room was no longer there. I stood up, my legs feeling numb, and my back in need of a stretch, and I walked over towards the window showing a full view of the city. I soon looked away and drew the blind before making my way back over to Y/N. I didn't take my seat straight away, instead, I stood beside her, took her left hand in mine and moved my other up to softly stole the side of her face. I tucked thee hair off of her forehead and leaned down to her, placing a delicate kiss to her forehead, my lips lingering for a while. "Please wake up soon." I asked her. "I need you, Y/N."

Ashton: The anger swells in my cuts and I won't feel these slices and cuts. I want so much for you to open your eyes because I need you to look into mine. || Everyone was surprised at first, saying how quickly I seemed to come to my senses and how well I was responding to the medicine. It was all just small talk to distract me so no one had mention her, treating her like she never existed. I had lost most of my independence in the accident, so for a while I would have to depend on others to get by until I healed properly. But that was about as useless as I was. The doctors refused me from seeing her, saying that I needed my own rest and I needed to recover before I thought of anything else. The lads didn't really know what to do either but they more so followed the doctors rules. I waited for the right time, when I was sure the boys had gone and there were no nurses near by. Somehow, with great pain, I managed to lift myself off from the hospital bed and lower myself into a wheelchair. After taking a couple of minutes to catch my breath and let the pain subtle, I slowly wheeled myself out of the room. I followed the directions to get to the ICU ward, only managing to get halfway before I wheeled into Luke as he hurried around the corner, distracted by his phone. When he was done cussing me out for wheeling over his foot, he began question me as to what I was doing. I was so sure he was going to wheel me back to my bed, but I pleaded with him, tears stinging my eyes as I begged him to take me to her. He tried to look away, to do what he was told but for a moment I think he felt what I was feeling. It never struck my mind that he was in as much pain as I was when he was unsure if I would wake up. But thankfully he wheeled me towards Y/N's room, and I was finally there, able to sit beside her and pray for her to be ok. Once Luke left, I took her cold hand into mine and rubbed my hands against hers to try and warm her up. I had no idea of what state she was in, but hearing the constant sounds from the heart monitor soothed me. "I'm here now." I whispered to her hoping she could hear me. "I won't leave you." I promised her. "You've just got to wake up, Y/N. For me."

(A/N: Sorry, somehow I cut off half of Luke's when I first posted this. )

Luke: Tell me that you'll open your eyes. || Luke's heart stopped for a moment as he reached the door to my room. It was as if he'd just seen his worst nightmare, which in matter of fact he did. He took in a deep breath and reached downwards towards the door handle, turning it slowly, a creak erupting from the door as he opened it. His breathing was heavy and the noise rang through the room as he stood in front of the door, contemplating his actions for a few seconds. His cheeks were pale of any colour and his eyes seemed heavy and exhausted and he almost matched me. He was strong enough not to cry for a while, but his strength only seemed to last for a matter of minutes before a tear escaped the corner of his eye, and one one after that, and one after that and so on. I was desperate for him to fall closer to me, to reach out and take my hand, whisper something to me but he left me waiting just long enough for him to find the courage to. When he did, I felt it all over again, making it harder for me to breathe. He pulled up a seat beside me, and his heavy eyes looked at my closed ones. "Shh, I'm here Y/N." He calmed me as I rested silently, his hand moving up to the side of my face, then slowly through my hair. And just like that, he was better than any medicine that had been injected into me in the past few hours. I swear I would've reached for his hand if I could, but I could only lay there and pray that he could tell somehow that he was helping. When I thought he was finally calming down, over the initial shock, his lips started to tremble again, followed by his body as quiet sobs quickly took over him. His warms tears fell on me as he carefully rested his face on my arm, hiding himself away from everything and taking comfort in me despite how helpless I was to him. He looked up, his eyes glowing with tears and his hand taking hold of mine after he tried his best to wipe his tears away. "Y/N, I," Luke began but he chocked up and had to regain his composure. He let out a deep breath, the air only just hitting my skin as he waited for the right moment to speak. "I need you wake up babe." If I didn't feel like I was dying before, I sure did now after hearing the strain in his voice. "Tell me that you'll wake up." Luke begged sounding a little more desperate, a little more heartbroken and a little more hopeless. He closed his eyes, it was as if he didn't want to focus on anything else other than the feeling of my hand in his. "Tell me," He began, having to stop himself as his voice broke from crying. "Tell me that you'll open your eyes, Y/N." And I tried to. "Please, wake up." He whispered before having to look away, doing all he could to hold himself together.

Michael: Tell me that you'll open your eyes. Get up, get out, get away from these liars cause they don't know your soul or you fire. Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine. || "She will wake up, Ashton." I snapped at Ash, my voice strained and my body exhausted due to my recent lack of sleep. "I know." He responds sympathetically, but he gives away the sense of disbelief. "But I'm saying just in case." He speaks slowly and cautiously around me, the way he always has done since I've been here. "You need to prepare yourself for the worst, if she doesn't wake up." I look away from him, trying to seem as if his words aren't ringing in my head or that I'm not listening. Thankfully, he gets the message and slowly turns and walks towards the door after giving a reassuring squeeze to my girlfriend's hand. I regretfully drop my head once he's out of sight and a tired sob unintentionally escapes me. I wipe at my eyes only for more tears to fall. "Don't listen to him, Y/N." I speak to her breaking the silence of the past few seconds. But she continues to lie in front of me, eyes closed and not a single movement from her bruised body as my words go through her ears. "He doesn't know how much fight you've got in you." As I continue to talk to her and unsettling feeling grows in my chest, and I find the only way to resolve it is by holding her hand. "You know I believe in you." I whisper so quietly that I doubt she would have heard me, even if she was conscious. "So don't be scared, you hear me babe? You've got to wake up." I run my fingers gently over the skin of her forearm, slowly upwards to her elbow and back down again to her wrist. It just makes this whole ordeal even more harder knowing that I don't know what to say to her to get her to wake up. "I need you to wake up. I can't make it more clearer than that, Y/N." But she doesn't hear me once again.

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17/05/15

I AM SO TIRED ANd I know Ashton's isn't that good (sorry) but I really wanted to put something up and I'm happy with some of this so meh.

The WMHB thing didn't really get much interest so sorry but that's a no.

My friend Nicole (I think I've mentioned this before) draws celebs like outline style? Idk. Anyways check out her IG and tag people, yeah.

It's @nicolecallandart

In case you don't know for some reason, @HAKUNAHEMMINGS IS my Twitter, INSTAGRAM e.t.c so you don't need to ask.

Speaking of Twitter, if any of you lovelies wanted to put me in a DM with one of the boys that would be lovely jubly. 😌

And a friend of mine (not really close but still a friend) has cancer and she's only young so if you could pray for her that would mean a lot. 💘

WHY THE HECJ DID THEY HAVE TO CHANGE THE LOGO THATS FRICKEN STUPID NO ONE LIKES YOU MR CLOTHING BRAND GEEZ. I MEAN, 5SOS COULD PROBABLY BUY THW LOGO OR WHATEVER I MEAN THEY'RE NOT BROKE. Anyways...

I have a crush on a guy at my school. 😶

He's really cute but idk, I'm literally probably nothing to anyone at my new school. But he's just so, ugh. 😍

Help me. 👆

I love you.
Always.

- HakunaHemmings .x