Tatum's POV
I was at at football field with my personal trainer, Daniel he flys every where with me. (Clothes on side) I was practicing tackling with a tackling dummy, hand positions with my football for running, and agility with my ladders and hurdles when my phone rang. I picked it up it is Ricky
Convo- Ricky-R Tatum-T
T- Sup Tatum Lawely speaking
R- Hey Tatum I know you are in London but I wanted to tell you that Kian and Jc are at the hospital.
T- Oh. GOD. I am coming to Cali and ditching the guys. See you soon.

I quickly took the car too the airport. I told Daniel to go to the hotel that I payed for him. I had too take a public 1st class fight but I just wear some Ray Bans. A couple of fans see me but other than that it was fine. Once I got out of the plane into the airport there were flashes and clicking sounds. I just casually smile while rushing out the door. I am really glad that I only brought a carry on bag. While I was in the plane I called Cameron Dallas to pick me up. So I am waiting for him and Nash.
While I was waiting I ddidn't want to be seen by fans and I wanted to have some fun so I put on some raybans, put my hair into my beanie, and put on a fake mustache. I take my go-pro and hide it in my jacket. I walk up to people in the airport and interview them. About Me. Me. Meeee. Meeee. (Say it like how Connor Franta says it)

I saw two guys coming in getting mobbed. I squinted and saw Nash and Cameron. We went to the car and drove to the hospital.