Your POV:

I wake up after what feels like forever,

I scan my surroundings and realise I'm in a hospital bed,

"NO YOU HAVE TO FUCKING HELP HER PLEASE!!" I hear a familiar voice scream, doctors come into my room with nick shouting behind them and his dad holding him back.

"N n nick? Is that you?" I badly whisper,

"Y/n omg yes it's me I'm here baby." He says stroking my face and hands,

"N nick I'm sorry" I look down crying

" Baby why didn't you just tell me?" He asks crying, kissing my hand

"B because...." I'm then stopped by myself, I start to throw up, I throw up beside and around my bed now able to stop myself, nick grabs me and takes me to the toilet not caring if he has sick over his shirt, I lean over the toilet seat and he holds my hair back and ribs my back telling me it's going to be ok.

" nick, I'm sorry I'm really sorry!" I shout between gaging, he continued to rub my back and kiss my head softly. And then he began to cry.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there I'm sorry I left you and never checked in on you and i wish I never even got starred in that goddam fucking film!!"

I stop being sick and he takes me back to my fresh clean bed and i climbed into it. I'm so happy I have such a supportive boyfriend and such a supportive best friend!

And I will stop! I won't let myself doubt myself again.

"I love you nick!"

"I love you to baby! Don't ever scare me like that again!"

"Never"