Hailey's POV:
I just got back to my apartment.
I was at a photoshoot all day.
Exhausted and Starving.
I changed into a pair of Justin's sweats and one of his hoodies.
They smelled like him.
I had picked up Chinese takeout on the way home, and started to chow down.
I knew he'd be about done preforming soon.
I snapped a quick picture of my feet to send to him, and captioned it:
Wool Socks
Because I know they're your kryptonite
I giggled, imagining the face he'd make when he got the message.
I'd had my phone on silent right after Justin and I had finished our round of QuizUp earlier.
When your on a shoot, you can't have any distractions.
I was about to check my messages, but I knew he'd be calling soon.
It's 5:30pm here in NYC, so if my maths correct, it was 11:30pm in Paris.
Justin should be backstage by now,probably getting changed.
He would want to facetime or go another round on QuizUp.
I wasn't looking forward to playing him in the hockey category.
I'd lose for sure.
While I waited for his call,I started packing for tomorrow.
I was flying out to see him.
I couldn't wait.
After packing my bag, I looked at the clock.
6:30pm
Why hadn't he called yet?
I realized I had left my phone on the kitchen counter.
Right then,I heard it ringing.
Finally!
I was gonna give him shit about not calling me sooner.
I grabbed it and answered the call before even looking at the number.
"Justin took you long enough", I said.
"Hails it's me Kenny. Listen I just pulled up to your place, I have to park."
"Kendall, oh sorry. Justin's supposed to be calling. And why are you here? Not that I don't love you,but I wasn't expecting you."
"Hails I've got to talk to you.
Unlock your door for me, I'll be up in less than 5."
"Okkkk but your freaking my out!
Are you ok?
I'm gonna check Twitter right now and find out the scoop before you make it up here."
I was teasing her.
We all knew that anything that happened in our lives would make it to social media instantly.
"NOOOOOO, Hailey listen to me!
Do not go on Twitter!
Hailey I'm fucking serious.
I'm coming now..."
She was still talking as I opened Twitter up.
The first thing on my timeline was a story about Justin.
As I read the caption, my body went cold.
BREAKING NEWS
Justin Bieber collapsed on stage.
Witnesses say he stopped breathing and CPR was performed on stage.
Justin was taken by helicopter to the nearest trauma hospital.
Justin's team hasn't been reached for a comment yet.
This has to be a joke.
I had been texting with him right before the show.
This was disgusting, whoever posted this.
I clicked on the attached pictures.
"Kenny...why is Justin bleeding on stage?
KENNY. KENNY. OMG...what happened?"
My body slid to the floor as I just kept staring at his lifeless form.
He was bleeding from his head.
People were all around him.
It looked like he was dead.
I'm going to be sick.
Nothing made sense.
I didn't even realize that Kendall had come through the door, until she took my phone from me.
She scooped me up in her arms.
"Hailey, listen to me.
He's alive.
Hailey are you hearing me?
He's alive."
Alive? Of course he's alive.
This was all a sick joke.
"Hailey, he passed out on stage.
He hit his head.
Something went wrong, but they got him back. Ok...he's gonna be ok..."
What the fuck did she just say?
She's a fucking liar too.
I tried to push her off of me.
She wouldn't let go.
They got him back?
From where?
Where did he go?
Something went wrong?
He's alive.
But he wasn't?
I don't know what came over me, but I began to pound my hands into her chest.
"Take it back Kenny!
I don't believe you!
What the fuck is happening?"
"Hailey please. I'm sorry. Hailey,I'm not letting go. Please Hails."
I could hear Kendall crying.
I felt bad for her.
Is this what it's like to go into shock?
I could hear someone screaming his name.
A guttural sobbing.
They wouldn't stop.
Over and over again.
"JUSTIN JUSTIN JUSTIN JUSTIN JUSTIN. "
I realized it was me.
Justin's heart had stopped.
They got him back.
He's alive.
I blacked out after that.
Pattie (Justin's Mom) POV:
"PATTIE! It's Scooter. It's Justin."
Scooter seemed panicked.
My heart dropped.
"Scooter, what happened? Is Justin ok?"
He was hysterical. I could hear him crying.
"Pattie, I'm sorry. I didn't realize he was still sick. Pattie it's bad. He passed out on stage. He hit his head. He had a seizure.
He wasn't breathing Pattie!
His heart stopped.
They got him back.
He's alive.
He's being transported to the hospital right now.
I'm on my way there."
I don't know how I remained upright.
Scooter had just ripped my heart from my chest with the words he spoke.
I just knew I needed to get to my baby boy.
I needed him to survive.
"Scooter get me a flight right now.
And get to that hospital.
You make sure my boy keeps breathing and that his heart keeps beating.
Don't you let him die on me,Scooter!"
I was sobbing now, as I grabbed my shoes and keys.
I needed to get there now!
"Pattie, I promise.
I won't let him go.
I promise you.
I have a plane ready.
There's a car waiting outside for you."
"What about Hailey? He would want her there?"
"Kendall Jenner is on her way to Hailey's in NYC, I have a plane ready for her too.
Justin needs his girl's.
I'm just getting to the hospital.
I'll update you as soon as I know more."
"Scooter, don't let my boy be alone.
Tell him I love him. Tell him I'm coming."
"I will. I promise you. He's going to be ok."
I boarded the plane alone.
I felt so lost.
I hadn't even called Jeremy.
I dialed his number in a daze.....
Hailey's POV:
I woke up in my Daddy's arms.
We were in a plane.
I looked out and realized we were up in the air.
Kendall was curled up and asleep across from us.
My daddy kept stroking my hair.
I knew then that it wasn't a bad dream.
My heart began to shatter again.
I could physically feel it breaking apart.
The tears were soaking my daddy's chest.
"Is he ok daddy?"
If I lost Justin, I knew I didn't want to live.
How can I live in a world without him?
It wasn't possible.
"Baby girl,he's stable.
Scooter called an hour ago.
We'll know more when we land.
We still have a couple of hours.
Try to rest."
"Don't leave me daddy."
"Baby girl,never.
Justin is strong. He's going to pull through."
"He's stubborn, daddy.
He's a fighter.
I just don't want him to be alone."
I couldn't get the image of him on that stage out of my mind.
I kept imagining him suffering.
Was he scared?
Did he feel any pain?
I wanted to take it all away from him.
Take his pain.
I drifted off to sleep,thinking of his smile.
That I needed to see that smile again.
His smile was the only thing keeping me together.
Once we landed, everything went so fast.
Scooter had a car waiting for us.
As I got in, I saw Pattie.
We both just looked at each other and broke down.
I wrapped her tiny frame into my arms and sobbed.
"Hailey, my boy...he's all alone.
I was alone. I'm so scared. Hailey."
Justin's mama was breaking down in my arms.
It was so painful to bear witness too.
My Dad and Kendall were sobbing across from us.
I knew I needed to be strong for her now.
For everyone.
For Justin.
"I've got you,Pattie. Your not alone now.
You've got me. And our boy has us.
We have to be strong for him."
We arrived at the American Hospital of Paris, there were paparazzi and crowds everywhere.
It was around 2:30pm, Paris time.
There had to be hundreds of people lined around the hospital.
The police escorted us safely inside.
We were taken to a private room.
A doctor was coming to update us.
Scooter came in.
He looked terrible. Allison was there as well.
You could tell they hadn't slept.
We all hugged and cried together.
The doctor finally arrived.
"Hello, My name is Dr.Dubois.
I've been in charge of Justin's care.
Justin is stable right now.
But I have to explain his condition.
I don't want you to be afraid.
It's going to sound scary.
But Justin is a fighter."
This doctor spoke really good English.
That's what I kept thinking.
It's weird the thoughts that race through your mind, when your scared.
He went on:
" It looks like Justin initially collapsed from respiratory failure.
The cat scan of his chest showed that he has bilateral pneumonia and fluid filling the lining of his lungs.
That caused his lungs to collapse.
I was told Justin had been getting over the Flu.
Pneumonia can be a complication from that.
After he collapsed, he hit the side of his head.
It caused an internal hematoma, which is a pocket of blood on the brain.
This caused him to have a seizure.
Justin stopped breathing on stage.
Then his heart went into a dangerous rhythm called ventricular fibrillation in response to no oxygen.
The medical team at the arena acted fast.
They shocked him,gave him CPR, and intubated him with a breathing tube.
They saved his life.
Once Justin arrived here, we also acted quickly.
He was rushed into surgery to remove the bleeding on his brain.
We had to remove a small part of his scalp,to reduce the pressure on his brain.
This is a temporary measure.
Don't be afraid when you see a small hole on the left side of his head.
We also had to place chest tubes into the lining of his lungs, to drain the accumulated fluid.
To keep Justin breathing, we had to place him on a ventilator.
This machine breathes for him.
To keep him pain free, we had to place him in a medically induced coma.
His lab work showed that he was Septic.
That means that the infection in his lungs had spread into his blood stream.
We are giving him the strongest antibiotics through a central line.
The medicine we are using to keep him sedated, Precedex, caused Justin's blood pressure to tank. So we had to start him on another drip called Levophed to increase his blood pressure.
Your gonna see alot of tubes and lines.
We had to shave his head for surgery.
Everything is going to seem scary.
But he's still Justin.
The next 48 hours will be the most telling.
If he remains stable through these 48 hours, I believe Justin will make a full recovery.
I'll be updating hourly."
I felt like I was on an episode of the French Grey's Anatomy.
There was no way I could remember everything this doctor just told us.
How the fuck could I Google everything if I couldn't remember any of it?
"Doctor, can you please write down everything you just said?
And can we get copies of all the tests you've already run?"
"Absolutely, Ms. ???"
"My name is Hailey Baldwin, I'm Justin's best friend and his person."
"I'll get you a full report, Ms.Baldwin."
Everyone was staring at me.
They all looked shocked that I took charge.
I didn't care. I needed to be able to WebMD everything.
Pattie squeezed my hand.
"I can see why he loves you so much, Hailey."
Justin would probably be laughing at me, knowing full well my obsession with WebMD.
"Ms.Mallette would you like to see your son now?" the doctor asked.
"Can Hailey come with me? I don't know if I can handle it alone."
Dr. Dubois nodded and led us into Justin's room.
Nothing can prepare you for seeing someone you love clinging to life.
It was hard to recognize him.
Their were so many machines.
Justin had a tube running from his mouth to a machine.
Multiple IV medicines were infusing into a line that was placed in his neck.
He had large tubes coming out of his chest and draining into boxes on the ground.
His face was bruised on the left side.
His hair was shaved, and he had a hole on the side of his head.
He also had staples around the area where he hit his head.
Pattie and I gasped at the same time.
I knew it was him, but it was terrifying to seem him like this.
A nurse pulled up two chairs and talked us through everything they were doing for Justin again.
She showed us his heart rhythm on a big screen.
It also showed his vital signs.
She was kind and patient with us.
She encouraged us to not be afraid to touch him.
To talk to him.
I watched as Pattie took Justin's hand into hers.
"My precious boy.
It's mom,baby.
Your so strong.
Your going to get through this.
I love you.
Hailey's here too,baby."
I watched as she slowly rubbed circles around his thumb.
Somehow,watching her with him....
It gave me peace.
"Hailey, I'm going to step out and check and see if Jeremy has arrived yet.
You'll stay with our boy?"
"I'm not going anywhere.
Don't worry, Pattie.
You'll have to kick me out."
"Hailey, never. Besides Justin would not be to happy if I took you away from him.
Talk to him, Hailey.
Don't be afraid. "
She gave me a small smile before she left.
I turned around to look at him.
I watched his chest rise and fall.
I was so afraid.
I walked closer.
Slowly I touched his hand,his arm.
Eventually I laced our fingers together.
I wondered where his mind was right now.
Was he dreaming?
Could he hear me if I talked to him?
I imagined him back in Hawaii.
Laying in the warm sun and laughing.
"Hey Ogre. It's Twinkles.
I don't know if you can hear me.
But I'm really scared.
I can't lose you.
I hope your dreaming.
And that your dreams are sweet,baby.
I hope your winning all the games, wherever you are.
That your smiling and relaxed.
I wish I was there with you.
I would let you win.
And we could watch every damn Will Ferrell movie.
I'm sorry I'm not with you.
But I'm here.
Just come back to me.
Don't stay away for to long.
I love you Justin."
I sat there with our hands connected.
Praying hard.
Pattie and I were a force to be reckoned with.
We took shifts by his bedside.
Others came and went.
But one of us was always there.
His girl's.
After the 48 hour mark, the doctors were optimistic.
At the 72 hour mark, they were ready to slowly stop the drip that was keeping him sedated.
Then they extubated him.
He still required alot of oxygen.
But Justin was breathing on his own.
His infection was responding to the antibiotics.
His brain scans were improving.
Now all he had to do was wake up.
He was stubborn though.
I knew he'd open his eyes, only when he was good and ready.
4 hours after being removed from the vent and having the sedation stopped
It happened.
His eyes opened.
And my heart put itself back together.
A/N:
Hailey is so damn strong.
Our boy got lucky with her.
Now combine Pattie and Hailey.
Everyone better watch out.
Up next, Justin will give us some insight on where he's been.
Maybe.
Songs of Inspiration Are :
Kissing you by Des'ree from the Romeo and Juliet soundtrack.
Kill for you by Skylar Grey.
Young and Beautiful by Lane Del Rey.
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