Marks P.O.V.

'Are ya infected?'Jack asks. You hear the worry in his voice. You get why he is so worried. He does not want to lose another friend, he already lost you once.

You did not even think about infection once you saw Y/N. All you could think of was helping her. And she looked so much like an angel that you thought God finally liked you.

Well, he always did. Right?

She has the same E/C eyes as those you dreamed of many times before. The same beautiful color, the same warmth you could feel once staring into them.

She even has H/C hair, brown H/L (hair length) hair you fell in love with so many times. If you look closely you can see some very light freckles (if you have freckles).

Your thoughts drift off as Jack randomly moves a little. Because you are sitting very close to one another you can feel every tiny movement he makes.

You remember the question he asked you and think of an answer you can give. You open your mouth to respond but keep silent; you have yet not found a good respond.

After all that happened to you, you still stayed the same person. You still smiled when something was funny or cried when it was not.

You always talked to Jack about what is bothering you, but you never talk about what makes you afraid. You will only make things worse once you try.

For that reason your crony looks more concerned than ever and you have to answer. You cannot look at his puppy eyes for long and take a deep breath.

'Probably not,' you respond because your mind already forgot the question, it was not focusing on that. You feel embarrassed for that kind of answer. Jack deserves to know what is going on in your head. You have been friends for far too long to hold things back.

You use the word probably because you do not know for certain, and your mind refused to say what you really thought. You where not even thinking about "infection". You where thinking about Y/N.

'Sure,' Your Irish friend says sarcastically. On normal days you would laugh about how his voice changes while he speaks with sarcasm. Today you do not laugh about it.

The car stops nearby the hospital, as reaction to the brake your body slowly gets pulled forward. The car belt holds you back and for some kind of reason you are unable to lean back yourself.

You close your eyes as a weird feeling sets up. Your eyelids shut down themselves without you wanting them to and a calming peace flows through your body sending you off to a trip in a place far from here. A place unreachable for bad and unknown things.

You break the hindrance holding you back; you want to know what is going on around you. What the feeling is, what you are thinking. And then it all flows into your mind almost too much to take in.

For a split second you think about the infection.

For a split second you want to faint to.

'Mate!' Jack said loud and you "woke up", ending your struggles with your unconscious self. You hear how he screams your nickname; you cannot imagine a life without your small bean.

'Yea Jack,' you whisper, you lack too much energy to say the words out loud. You shut your eyes as the odd feeling returns, stronger this time and heading towards your chest.

Jack's hand grapes yours, only to keep you awake. He kept you awake so often, even when he was asleep. You open your eyes slightly to see a blurry form of your best friend.

His green hair is jumping out the picture, it is almost too bright for your eyes. You stare into his beautiful blue eyes, they make you feel more at peace with yourself for some reason.

You know Jack does not feel the same way, his eyes scream out that he is afraid for what is going to happen to you and to Y/N.

Your crony opens his eyes and with a thick Irish accent he whispers: 'I are worried about ya.' You laugh when his accent takes over; you always chuckle when it does.

You know he is serious and you try to be so yourself. You just can't. You make multiple attempts to wipe that grin from your face but it just won't work.

'We are losing her!' one of the ambulance men screamed, taking all of your joy away. Your whole body tenses up, your sit straight up and hold your breath.

You feel how Jack is squeezing your hand, you cringe very silently. He did not hear you. You squeeze Jack's hand as well, the two of you hold hands but not in a romantic way. It is a way to get rid of all your energy.

'Mark, do not look,' your best friend advises. You see how afraid he is. You get why, he has seen this before. Only then you lay in the back of the truck.

You cannot sit there and do nothing, can you?! That is why you slightly turn your head around with an emotionless look painted over your face.

You see that pretty girl laying there, covered in blood and more. The sight is horrific, fearful and easily could be a part of a horror film.

The princess is connected to tubes and wires, some keeping her alive and some only to let the doctors know how she is doing.

The men are trying to keep her alive but are they sure that holding on to her is the best thing to do? Would it not just be better to let go?

You punish yourself for that thought and swear violently. You are told to never swear out loud where other people are present, for that reason you feel even worse.

Jack tries to get your attention, he snaps his fingers, claps his hands and even talks to you but nothing can break your eye contact to the girl.

Your glance slowly goes left, showing the crying and morning girl. You think it is Y/N's best friend. How awful would this be for her? You cannot even imagine.

The F/H/C (friends hair color XD) hair from the mystery girl falls forward and she brings her head back to somehow get rid of her hair. It does not work.

Her eyes meat your brown irises and you just stare at her in terror. You stare into her eyes and link them to Y/N's eyes.

They are both marvelous yet hers seem darker, less shining with the spark Y/N does own. It gives the girl a more emotional look, like she has been through a lot. You hope you are wrong.

As the doctors try their best to save Y/N, they make sure there is enough space. Some of the doctors tell the girl to get out of the car and if you would not see it from the back it would look like she got kicked out.

You think now is the best moment to come in action and you open the door. Jack sits next to the window which means he is the first to get out. You try to speed things up and not long after you have both feet on the ground.

You make an almost falling movement like you have jumped out of the car and Jack directly holds on to you. His strong grip refuses to let go of your arm until you make a very silently noise.

On the moment Jack let go of your hand, you sprint around the car and search for the girl. A part of you wants to protect her, and it will.

As you look around you, you miss her small body which is lying on the ground. She curled herself up like a ball against the doors of the ambulance truck.

She looks so cute, but also helpless. Her cheeks are wet and tears are running down her face making sure that none of her make-up will stay on.

The noises she is making break your heart and you cringe softly. She turns her head towards you can stares into your brownish eyes.

She smiles quietly because that is what the girl is taught to do when she meat a stranger. The woman does not make the attention that she has a voice and stays silent.

Her head leans down again and you hear that pretty lady cry again. You just stare at her for a few seconds before you come in action.

You have a sister yet the only "woman" woman in your house was your mother. You do have a brother but he is a male not a female.

For that reason (and others) you have no idea how to react in this kind of situation. Yes you had multiple girlfriends and plenty other exes but you never stayed long with the same girl, until you will meat the right one of course. But it will not just be any girl, she is going de be different.

If she will be different in a good or bad way you might never know because you yet have to come across her path.

Y/N's friend won't stop crying and you kneel down next to her, wrapping your arms around her. You get a feeling in your chest what you have not felt for ages.

The first reaction the girl gives is trying to break free from your embrace. She struggles for a few seconds but on the moment she knows she cannot win, she let you hug her.

You help her up and soon the two of you stand across each other. She is a few inches smaller then you, but she looks braver than any other person.

As you hug her again, you let your eyes search for your crony. The moment they find him, you hold your breath. He stands before the open ambulance doors, staring, without even observing the place around him like he normally does.

Jack does not respond to any noise or movement happening around him. The doctors are talking to one another but Jack ignores it.

The coldness of the wind is unable to stop him from being creepy and without saying anything, his lips move a little.

Jack is so used to the quiet and sparsely populated Irish green that everything that is happening around him now is too much for the Irish potato to take in.

'Jack!' you scream, hoping you will catch his attention by being loud. He seems to not have heard you and continues staring.

'Sean!' you yell. You do not very often use his real name, only on emotional or important moments. This is neither but you feel like he would respond to his real name faster than when you say his "nickname".

He is still not looking away. Stubborn he disregards your screaming voice. You do not let go of the girl because she does not seem to care about your screaming.

'Seán William McLoughlin!' (sorry if I spelled that wrong) you scream louder than the electronic shocks they give to Y/N. You feel bad about screaming his full name. He asked for it. You think to yourself but that simple thought won't make you feel better.

Jack looks over at you, the wind plays with his neon green hair and he seems to like it. Your best friend looks a little pale (probably because of what he just saw) but you ignore his physical condition.

'We are going to the hospital, you only screw yourself over!' you scream. As you throw the words towards him, he seems to let them slip through his fingers.

Usually you do not swear when Jack is in the state of listening, but this is not normal.

You hear the resistance of the girl you still hold and you let her go with the words: 'are you ok?'

She takes a step back and wipes her hair out of her face, staring at you non-stop. She seems to understand that this is a moment she is not destined to take part of and only answers your question.

'Yes,' she responds still crying.

She turns her back at the two of you and walks towards the driver of the ambulance. You think she is very kind to let you settle this without her noticing everything.

Jack runs into the hospital, you yell his name once again but he does not respond. You see how the green figure runs off towards the big white building and decide to not follow him.

He will come back himself, he always does.

You stand at the same spot for a minute or two and then randomly move your body towards the girl you hugged. You do not even know her name, but you already blush about guessing what it could be.

Almost without making any sounds, you walk towards her and look over her shoulder. She does not seem to notice it and continues her conversation with the driver.

'I wanted to thank you for running the lights only to get here faster. I really appreciate it.' She says her thanks and you notice how the driver smiles brightly. Without even knowing this girl, you can predict she is very kind and sweet.

You cough very harshly and she turns around, she wiped her tears away although her eyes are still red and puffy. Her lips crack a smile and you feel proud.

'Why did he run of like that?' she asks you, which lets your pride vanish like sugar in the rain. Her voice is calming yet rough because of all the screaming and crying she did.

You think about explaining it, you know Jack is not going to like that. Yet you think it is not THAT bad and you tell the tale of your Irish crony.

'Jack bottles up his anger and lets it go all in once, today he let it go,' you try to explain. It is a very poor explanation and you feel bad that you could not do better. if you would be a storyteller, you would be the very worst.

She understands it immediately, you could see in her eyes that she knows what you mean and she takes off towards the hospital. For a brief second, you are frozen but not long after you follow her into the house of doctors.

'Then we must go find him!' she screams while she runs.

You follow her, forgetting that you felt dizzy a few minutes ago.

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Sorry that it is so long, but will keep hope. Next chapter is A LOT shorter:)

Love you cornflakes...

Stay BOSS!!!