Abigail's POV
I heard someone call my name from a distance. Andy. No way. It was just my head.

"Abigail!" the person called again. Couldn't be. Andy never calls me by my name. I turned around. I strained my eyes to see through the pouring rain, and i saw a figure. A tall figure running towards me. Andy! I blacked out. I felt my head hit the ground.

Andy's POV
She turned around. She looked horrible. Pale face, bloodshot eyes...No way, I made her like that? No, no, no, no, no...Abigail! She collapsed on the ground before i could reach her. Faster! Run faster, you idiot! Damn those cigarettes!

"Abigail!" I picked her up and shook her.

"Abigail! Please be fine..." I carried her and ran to the hospital. Luckily it was near. Please be fine Abigail...Run faster! I'm soaked to the core, but i don't care. I needed to get her to the hospital. And quick. Idiot, idiot, idiot. I should never have left her in the first place! Goddamn it! I haven't ran in ages. I feel like i'm bursting my lungs. I don't care! I don't care if I die for Abigail! Finally! I reached the hospital. They put her on a stretcher and pushed her away.

Please be fine Abigail...

They asked me to fill in a form while waiting, and I paced to and fro the hospital waiting room, too anxious to sit.

The doctor came out. "Andrew Biersack?"

"How is she?" I'm practically screaming in the doctor's face.

"She...had a minor concussion."

"Is she awake yet?" I wanted to scream.

"She is still in coma. You can go and visit her now."

I dashed into the ward. She had a bandage on her head, and she had some pipes attached to her. I sat down and held her hand.

"I'm so sorry Abigail, I didn't catch you when you fell. And I left you alone in a storm..." I didn't know when i started crying.

"Those times in life we learn to try, with one intention
Of learning how and when we'll die, but we can't listen
I wish to God I'd known that I, I didn't stand a chance
Of looking back and knowing why, or pain of circumstance

You're not alone
We'll brave this storm

So here's my song I wrote in time, when it was needed
Through pain of heart or loss of mind, your burdens lifted
You aren't alone just know that I, can't save our hearts tonight

You're not alone
We'll brave this storm
Let's face today
You're not alone

You're not alone
We'll brave this storm
Let's face today
You're not alone

You're not alone
We'll brave this storm
Let's face today..." I held her hand and sung to her, hoping she will wake up.

Abigail's POV
I woke up to someone singing to me. Andy? My vision slowly cleared, and i saw that he was crying. I wiped his tears away with my thumb. He wrapped his hand around mine. He smiled. I smiled too.

"Abigail? You awake?"

I nodded.

"Are you OK? Does anywhere hurt?"

I nodded and shook my head.

"Can you speak?"

"Water." I croaked.

He called for the nurse. I drank water, immediately feeling better.

"Andy? What happened?"

"After you asked me to leave, I was at the bar all along, drinking and smoking. Until you ran past, under the pouring rain. I ran after you, and you stopped in the middle of the park. I called your name, twice, and you turned around, and you just, dropped. I was too far away from you to catch you. Your head hit the ground. I carried you to this hospital. The doctor said you had a concussion."

Andy's POV
"Oh. I'm sorry Andy." It pains me to look at her in such a state. She touched the back of her neck.

"Andy? Please don't be mad. I got a tattoo. Two actually," she turned around, revealing our band logo on her neck. It sure must have hurt. I kissed her tattoo.

She pulled back the sheets, revealing her "Fallen Angel" tattoo on her leg. I kissed each letter one by one.

"Thanks Andy, it doesn't hurt anymore," She smiled at me. A sweet, genuine smile. I pulled her into a hug. I pulled away.

"Oops, i forgot i was wet."

She pulled me back and hugged me, shaking her head, saying it didn't matter.

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