Baby, I'm Amazed By You (5SOS Fanfiction)

BIABY: 16

Jetta's POV:

No, no this isn't happening right now. This can't happen. He's not dead. I just. It's my fault-all my fault. Everyone will blame me: the band, his mom, Brittany, his friends-everyone. I'm dead.

I haven't even searched near the car yet. I just know that if I do, I will start crying even more than I am now. Rocking back and forth on the ground really starts to hurt after a while and it's cold which makes things even more worse. I'm really scared to know what I will find behind the cold crushed metal. Finally, I get up and face my fears. Step by step I get to the car crushed up by the guard rail.

6 feet away.

5 feet away.

4 feet away.

3 feet.

2 feet.

1 foot.

My hand touches the car, but I immediately jerk it away, knowing that I can't. I'm not able to see inside the car. I'll feel sick and if worse case scenario-I'm not even going to think of what I'm going to do then. With shaky hands, I get my phone to call Michael. He's the only one who I can talk to right now.

"Jetta, thank god you're okay! Where are you?! I've been searching all night!" Michael breathes from the other side of the phone. I can tell he is in his car, due to the faint sound of his music and the sound of other cars honking in the background.

"I'm a few minutes away from the McDonald's near Ashton's house. I don't know what to do, Michael please come here!" I begged and I hear him sigh. "Jet, what do you mean you don't know what to do? What happened?"

I stammered, "I-just when you get here you will know. Just hurry, I can't do this." I hung up the phone call and threw my phone away from me screaming at the top of my lungs. I broke down in hysterics. This is a dream. This isn't real life. This is just a joke. I'm being punked. Yeah that's it! I'm being punked. Okay you guys you all can come out now! I laugh and get up and get my phone.

"Good one guys! You really got me!" I yelled out into the darkness, only looking at the car through the bright streetlights. I spun around in a circle. I clapped my hands, "you really got me. Pretending that Ashton was dead. Good one-way to get back at me. Is this prank week or something? Come on guys seriously. Guys, I'm not kidding." I stopped my laughter and stood listening to the silent darkness. "Britt? Ashton? Calum? Luke? Mikey? Anyone?"

I was alone.

I seriously don't have anyone.

To the left of me, a single bright light shown. I turned around to face it as it came closer and closer. I shielded my eyes from the bright light and it came closer and closer and closer and closer. Then it hit me.

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"I think she's coming around! Doctor!"

I groaned and tried to turn onto my side, but it hurt like hell. I hissed at the pain, keeping my eyes closed trying to lessen the pain that way. Somebody was in the room with me, but how would I know who it was if I couldn't look at them.

Something pinched in my arm, which made me wince. It must have been a shot. I'm in the doctor's office aren't I? I hate the doctors. Sooo much that nobody understands.

I coughed and sat up slowly. Just that little movement caused me to feel sick to my stomach. My eyes shot open and I puked over the side of the bed. I felt a hand on my back, rubbing circles-just like Ashton does. I turned my head and saw-

"Nicholos? What the hell are you doing here?!" My voice sounded raspy and sore. My brow furrowed and I took another hurl over the side of the bed.

His facial expression changed, "Nicholos? Who's Nicholos?" he questioned, his voice sounding like Michael's? I squinted my eyes staring at him. His face morphed to Ashton's face then to Michael's and then back to Nicholos's. Huh?

He smiled, "It's kicking in. You can't tell who's who anymore. Soon you will forget all about them Jetta. Then it will be just you, me, mom, dad, and Adelyn."

"Huh?"

"You'll see," he says as he motions a doctor into the room with a big shiny needle. The doctor sticks the large needle into my arm and it stings. I thrash back and forth until Nicholos reached over and puts his hand on my head. "Sleep Jetta it will all be fine in the morning." Nicholos rests his fingers on my eyelids and closes them. Then I don't feel anything.

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"Jetta! Jetta! Wake up! It's okay! You're okay, it's me-Michael!"

I wake up in a panicked sweat. My breath is shaky and I can't tell where I am. I turn to the side to see Michael sitting there with his hands straight up. I run my fingers through my knotted hair and blink a few times. I feel his face to make sure he's really there. I start to cry-realizing that I'm in a hospital gown. It's real, it's real, it's all real!

"Jetta do you need the nurse or anyone?" Michael touches my arm. I scream and push him away as quick as possible. "Jetta, what the hell?! I just touched your arm!" I stare at Michael's face for a few seconds and it doesn't change.

"Oh my god, Michael!" I cry and engulf him in a hug. Tears leak from my eyes and I can't breath. "Wait Michael," I say after I get my breath back, "where's Ashton?"

Michael lets go of his hold around me and hunkers back in his seat, "Jetta, do you not remember anything from earlier?" I shake my head slowly and rest my hands on my lap.

"Why? What happened? Is Ashton in trouble?" I ask and Michael doesn't say anything, "Michael, answer me." My voice threatens another batch of tears as one slides down my cheek.

"Jetta, we couldn't find Ashton after the car crash. He wasn't in his car. He's missing."

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Sorry again. 

I had more homework cause school got cancelled :( 

but hey! here's the next chapter. I know its really short.. the one after the next chapter should be pretty long though! 

It will get better from here!

-<3Morgan<3-