I woke up in a strong pair of arms around my waist. I honestly don't even remember falling asleep last night or what happened.

Nevermind. It just came too me. The dream. My screaming. Dylan and Michael. Michael sleep with me. I'm with Michael. I fell asleep.

Wait, back up Taylor. I'm with Michael?. Oh no. No. No. No. This can't be real.

"Goodmorning future wife." Michael said smiling at me.

I guess it's a yes, yes, and oh yeah, a yes.

"Goodmorning." I said giving a small smile.

I got up and went to the bathroom and gasped at my sight. My hair was everywhere and very nappy. I had makeup all over my cheeks. My face was red and puffy from crying last night.

I grunted and closed the door. I started with my hair. I carefully brushed out all the naps and tangles out of my hair and then washed my face and cleaned myself up.

I brushed my teeth and then walked out. I went downstairs and I suddendly felt dizzy and I had a sharp pain in my chest.

I grabbed my chest and grabbed the wall and stood there gasping for air. I tried to gulp for air but no air would go down. I tried to talk but all that came out was a streak.

Suddenly, everything went white. I collapsed to the floor and felt my body weak and I heard the boys running to me.

I have never experienced this before, but it was like I could hear them and see them and feel them doing everything they were doing.

I just couldn't move my eyes or blink or move anything. I seen Michael grab my hand and bring it to his face and then Dylan ran in the room with 911 on the phone.

"Yeah she's unresponsive... Please get here quick!" He yelled then hung up.

At the hospital... 1 1/2 months later....

I woke up and I was in the hospital. I looked over and I was hooked up to a heart monitor and had an IV in my arm.

I tried to move my arm but it wouldn't move. I blinked a couple of times and tried to move my legs, but they wouldn't move either.

"What's going on?" I said.

I didn't see anybody in the room so I was guessing I was by myself. That is, until I heard a voice call out from behind the curtain.

"You had a drink and it had drugs in it." Someone said.

"Who said that?" I said looking around.

Dylan and Michael walked in and the curtain moved and then shuffled around for a minute then froze.

"Are you okay?" Dylan said rushing to me.

"Somebody... Somebody else is in here....their behind the curtain." I said as I seen the curtain move again.

Michael walked over there and pulled it back and nobody was there. I shook my head and laid back and closed my eyes.

"I heard someone talking. They told me my drink had drugs in it." I said sighing.

"What? That's crazy. Nobody's in here Tay. And you seen it." Dylan said holding my hand.

"I guess I'm imagining things." I said giving a small smile.

"How you feelin?" Michael asked.

"Sore. Very sore." I said looking at my limp body. "Why can't I move?"

"Tay... Don't get freaked out. .. you have a disease.." Dylan started.

"A disease?? What! What kind of disease?!" I said rushing everything out.

"I was getting to that." He said. "You have a disease to where your body goes numb and you can't walk or move any of your body parts for a couple of days."

"What?" I said so sadly.

"I'm so sorry Taylor. They ran some tests and tried to figure it out. Then it came up positive for the disease. They won't tell us the name tho." Dylan said holding my hand.

"That's so crazy!" I said crying.

"I know hun. It's okay. Your gonna be fine. The doctors said you should be up and walking again by tomorrow." He said smiling.

"How long have I been here?" I asked.

Dylan and Michael looked at each other and neither of them said a word. They just stood there and then looked back at me. Well Dylan did, Michael just looked at his feet.

"Can you take the truth?" Dylan said.

"Lay it on me." I said sighing.

"A month and a half. You went into a coma." He said as his eyes filled with tears.

"I thought I was gonna loose you T. But then I walked in and seen your eyes open and I couldn't help but to smile. I can't loose you. You're my little sister and er may fight and argue but I love you. All siblings have their disagreements." He said as I laughed.

"Thanks Dylan. I needed that. I love you too. And thanks for always looking out for me big bro." I said as he fist bumped me.

"And let's not forget my brother in law. I'm so happy for y'all. Congrats!" Dylan said slinging his arm around Michael.

"What?" I said looking at them.

"Oh.. You haven't done it yet." Dylan said trailing off.

"Done what?" I asked.

"Nothing. It's okay. I'm gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?" Dylan said looking at me.

"Coke." I said.

"No drugs for you!" He said as I laughed.

He smiled and shut the door and Michael came over to me and held my hand and sat in the chair beside me.

"So you've been here for a month?" I asked as he played with my fingers.

"Yeah.." He said nervously.

"Why are you being so quiet? Is everything okay?" I said as he looked at me.

"Everything's fine. I just.. I need to talk to you." He said.

"Okay. Talk." I said as I blinked.

"I love you. I'm in love with you. I was so happy the night that you said you'd be mine again. I never thought you'd take me Taylor. I honestly regret everything that's happened in the past. But it's in the past and it's staying there. The past made us who we are today and I'm proud to say that today, I'm in love with you." He said as he pulled out a black box.

He got out the chair and got on one knee and opened the box. I gasped and felt tears in my eyes. It was a real diamond ring that must've coated a fortune.

"Will you marry me Taylor?" He said.

Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my life. Oh my life. What do I do? Don't sweat, don't panic, breath, breath. That was the most beautifulest speach I've ever heard.

"Yes, Michael. I will marry you!" I said squealing.

He smiled and stood up and put the ring on my finger and kissed me so softly and so passionately. It wasn't exactly my plans to get proposed to in a hospital but ya know, things happen!