Ally's POV
Me and Ricky have been back together for about a week.
I finally go my new house and it's great.
All the guys helped me move my stuff.
I can't believe I got my own place.
I've been here for about two days and I haven't left my house once.
I need to go to the grocery store.
I get up and get dressed.
I get my keys and head to the store.
While on my way I was listening to some music on the radio.
One of my favorite songs came on and I couldn't help but dance a little.
I got a message from Ricky saying he was going to stop by later. I reply with a quick 'okay' and look back at the road.
When I look up I see a car heading for mine. Before I can react I feel a sharp pain in my leg and all I see is black.
Ricky POV:
I received the text from Ally about an hour ago.
I was about to head to her house when I got a phone call.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hello is the Richard Dillon?" I the person asks.
"It is." I say.
"I would like inform you that Allison Franta was in a car crash and is in surgery at the moment. If you come to the hospital we will explain exactly what happened. Do you happen to know Connor Franta?" He asks.
"I do." I say with tears in my eyes.
"Bring him too." The person says.
I hang up the phone and call Connor.
"Hey." He says.
"Meet me at the hospital. Ally got in a car crash." I say then rich out of the house.
How could this happen?
I arrive at the hospital and Connor pulls up next to me.
We both run into the hospital and ask for a doctor.
"A doctor will be with you in a moment. Please wait in the waiting room." The person at the front desk says.
We sit and wait.
A doctor comes out and comes over to us.
"Are you Richard Dillon and Connor Franta?" The doctor asks.
"Ya." Me and Connor say at the same time.
"Please follow me." He says.
We follow him into an office and we sit.
"Okay so what happened was Ally was driving to where I don't know but she had received a message. She looked away from the road and responded. When she looked back at the road a drunk driver hit her with their car." The doctor explains.
It was my fault.
If I hadn't sent Ally that text message she wouldn't be in the hospital.
"Is she okay?" Connor asks.
"We don't know yet." The doctor says.
"Okay thanks." Connor says.
"If you would like, she will be out of surgery shortly, you can wait in the waiting room." The doctor says.
Me and Connor both head there and wait.
We contact all of the rest of the guys and tell them what happened.
They all get her as soon as they can.
We all sit there and wait for Ally to get out of surgery.
She wouldn't even be in surgery if it wasn't for me.