5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Luke Part 3

Okay, so this is part three of a mini Luke series that was all started with my first imagine. If you haven't read the other parts go back and do that or you'll be quite confused.

Flashing lights. That's all I ever see now when I close my eyes. Sirens. Sirens and flashing lights. That's what my nightmares are made of. "Please don't leave me." I remember hearing myself whisper to the lifeless body of (y/n). I remember driving blindly to our house and fumbling with the keys to get the door open. I remember running to the bathroom and almost collapsing onto the cold ground at the sight of her. I remember dialing for an ambulance as I held her in my arms begging her to wake up. I remember them taking her lifeless body away from me and driving away into the night. Then I don't remember anything. I woke up today in my bed. I'm not really sure how I got here, but all I know is that I need to see (y/n). I sit up and run the sleep from my eyes and stretch. I walk downstairs and as I descend the stairs I hear voices. I honestly don't really care who it is. I walk into the kitchen and the voices stop. I force a grin when I see who it is "Hey guys. What are you doing here?". They all stand in silence for a minute then Ashton clears his throat "Um, we, um.". Michael cuts in "Did we wake you up?". I walk to the fridge and open it and see that we're almost out of milk. I straighten up and almost ask (y/n) to remind me to buy milk, then I see the guys and it all hits me again. "You never answered me." I state lamely and head to the cupboard to get food. "We wanted to make sure you were okay, and stuff." Calum mumbles almost to himself. I freeze not wanting them to say anything else. "Luke, we're sorry-" Ashton says. "Ashton, stop." I yell not wanting to hear them say it. Hearing someone saying it would make it real. "I'm going to go take a shower." I mutter and run out of the kitchen upstairs. Once I get to my bedroom I sit on the bed and try to calm myself down. I take deep breaths and try to keep my shaking hands still. I decide that I'm going to go see her. I throw on some clothes and run downstairs, grab my keys and burst out the door. I unlock my car and drive away from the house. I don't remember how long it took, or how fast I was going. All I know is that she's here right now and that'd all that matters. I run into the hospital and ask the receptionist what room (y/n) is in. "Oh, you must be Luke." She says and I nod "She's on the fourth floor, room 213. And I'm so sorry about what happened.". I manage a grin and reply "It's not your fault, and thank you.". I hit the four button in the elevator then stand in silence. I start to hum, Car Radio, by Twenty One Pilots, her favorite song. The elevator dings and I slowly step onto the fourth floor. I make my way to her room and slowly open the door. That's when it hit me hardest. In front of me is her seemingly lifeless body, and what seems like hundreds of cords and wires and tubes are attached to her. I walk to the side of her bed and instantly collapse beside her. "Oh my gosh, (y/n). Why? Why did you do this? Why didn't you ask me for help?". Then it hits me, she did ask for my help. Subtly, yes. But none the less she asked for my help and I didn't help or even listen. She was asking when she told me how shitty her day was, or when she told me about her nightmares. "I'm sorry, (y/n). I'm so sorry." I whisper to her as I take her freezing hand in mine. I hear a knock at the door and see a doctor standing there. "I was told you were here and I thought you might want to know what her current condition is." He says. I nod and sit up giving him my full attention. "Well, as you know she overdosed on sleeping pills, about two bottles that is. And that's why she isn't like most of our overdose patients, she took about twice the amount of a regular overdose." He informs me, and I shudder at the thought of there being a 'regular overdose' and an 'over, overdose'. "We've pumped her stomach and are giving her tons of fluids trying to keep her vitals up. The only part of the puzzle we can't figure out, is why. We also understand that you may no even know yourself, but anything you can tell us would be helpful." He continues. I nod "She was having terrible night terrors. They were about a drunk driving crash she was in not too long ago with her sister. Her sister was driving and didn't make it.". He nods and takes notes as I speak and when I finish he stands up and shakes my hand. "Thank you, that actually helps quite a lot. It explains what we assumed were violent night terrors, and it seems we were right." He concludes "Thank you again, Mr. Hemmings.". With that he walks to the door "Oh, one more thing, we're fairly certain she should wake up soon.". He smile at me and leaves. I sit back down shaking and take her hand in mine once again. Sometime between morning and mid day I fall asleep and don't wake up until I hear a loud beeping noise. I instantly awake and look around confused by my surroundings. That's when I realize where I am and where the sound is coming from. "NO!"I scream and I suddenly find myself surrounded by nurses and doctors. I'm pushed out of the room and the doors are blocked by some more nurses. I collapse onto the floor with the realization that my love is probably dying in there. One of the nurses guarding the door comes over to me and helps me into a chair. I put my head in my hands and start to sob. Two hours later I'm out of tears and some solemn doctors walk out of the room and walk towards me. I shakily stand up and ask them the only question that's been on my mind for the past two hours "Is she alive?". My voice cracks and a few tears slip down my face. They nod and I fall back into the chair "But," One of them speaks up "She's gotten worse. Her health is declining and her heart is just about ready to give up because of all the stress she's been under.". I grip the wooden arms of the chair and stand up. I walk into the room silently and take her hand in mine "I'm sorry, (y/n). I'm so sorry.". I lean my head on the side of her bead and silently sob into the thin blankets that are covering her frail body. I almost instantly fall asleep comforted by just the presence of her. Then I am once again awaken by the horrid beeping sound and am pushed out of the room and sat in the same wooden chair. But, this time when they come out of the room they don't even look at me, and I know exactly what's coming. "Mr. Hemmings, we're extremly sorry to have to tell you this, but sadly (y/n) didn't make it.". That's when I go mad. I don't remember any of the events which unfold after this, except for someone jabbing me with a needle and total darkness. I wake up on a couch in what I assume is someones office by the way it's furnished. I stand up and don't see anyone around, so I open the door and am greeted by some buff security men. "Can I just see her one last time?" I ask and they nod. They lead me back to the room where her lifeless body still lies. I walk up to the bed and grab her lifeless hand. Then I wrap my arms around her shoulders and hold her to my chest sobbing. "I'm sorry, (y/n). I'm so sorry." I whisper and let go of her body letting it settle back onto the paper sheets. I stand by her bed for hours until someone comes and tells me that I have to leave. "I love you, (y/n). I will always love you. And I'm sorry. I know I keep saying that, but it's because I didn't get enough time with you. I didn't get enough time to do the one thing that would have kept you alive, and I'm sorry for that." I tell her, tears streaming down my face "I love you, (y/n).". I pull out a small box that I've been caring with me for the past week, I had been trying to find the courage to ask her but now it's too late. "I know you would've said yes." I say as I slip the ring onto her finger. I smile at the way it looks on her and kiss her forehead. "I love you, (y/n). I will always love you, forever and always.".

So, this didn't turn out exactly the way I wanted, except for the ending. It's kinda dramatic. I hope you like it! Go check out my book too! I love you guys! Remember if you ever need someone to talk to I'm here. I suck at giving most advice, but I'm great at listening. Stay Beautiful Everyone! <3