Brandon
I was walking back to the airport, from helping Michael take his stuff to the hotel. When Leah and I were together, I didn't really understood why she was so obsessed with this band, but if the other three of those boys were like Michael, I guess you could say I understood why.
I was about to check in when I got a phone call, from a Melbourne number I didn't recognise, "hello?" I answered
"Hi, this is Sally Draper calling from St Vincent's Hospital, in East Melbourne," the lady on the other end spoke, "am I speaking to Brandon James?"
"Yeah, that's me, what can I help you with?" I asked awkwardly, not really understanding why someone from a hospital would be calling me
"You were the last person, that Miss Leah Carmichael called," she said, "are you a relative or spouse of miss Carmichael?"
"Uh, no I'm just a friend," I honestly didn't know what to say, "I was just with her boyfriend though," I told her, was Michael even her boyfriend?
"Do you know how we can reach him?"
"No I don't actually have his number," I told her honestly, "I'm sure he's tried calling her though,"
"Her phone's locked itself, so unfortunately we can't get a hold of him,"
"Oh shit," I sighed, "can I ask the reason you're calling?"
"Miss Carmichael has been in an accident, if you can find her boyfriend or a family member, that would be much appreciated,"
"What kind of accident?" I asked
"We can't give you that information sir, I'm sorry,"
"All good," I said hanging up. I didn't know what else I could do, I didn't have Michael's number, so I couldn't call him and tell him that Leah's been in an accident.
I moved back in to the line and decided to check in for my flight, my mind being consumed with thoughts of how I could get in contact with Michael. Once checked in I took a seat, and continued to think. After about twenty minutes, I figured it out. I'd make a Twitter account. I downloaded the app and as I was about to make the account, I saw a rather tall guy, who looked rather familiar. Followed closely behind him, were two others. They also looked familiar. Thoughts of where I'd seen them before racking my mind, and then it clicked. I opened safari and googled the band that Leah loved so much. I clicked on images and sure enough a photo of four guys, and three of them standing right in front of me, "Hey, you three," I yelled out to them, taking them by surprise
"Sorry mate no time,"
"Your band mate said the same thing," I told them
"You met Michael?" The curly haired blonde one asked
"Yeah, about twenty minutes ago, he was about to board a flight to Sydney," I explained
"Why?" The one with the lip ring asked
"I don't have time to explain, I have a flight to catch," I told them, "but he's at the Hilton right now,"
"Thanks... Sorry I didn't get your name?"
"Brandon," I told them, "you need to get there fast, I don't know if he knows about..."
"The accident," lip ring said again
"How did you know?" I asked
"I think Leah's friend Ambur was on the phone to her when it happened," he explained, "we got a flight down as soon as we could,"
"Oh thank God!" I sighed, "look guys I gotta go,"
"Alright," the other guy said, "thanks for the info dude,"
"No worries,"
"Wait!" The curly haired guy yelled out to me
"Yeah?"
"Do you know what room he's staying in?"
"Nah I don't, sorry mate," i had to go if I was going to make my flight. Even though right now I didn't want to. I had this sudden urge to make sure Leah was okay. I should have tried harder to warn her about Georgia