About two years ago you went missing. You were a big part of the gang and the boys were devastated. They believed you either ran off, or something bad happened. It was rough for them.. But mostly A.J. You and him had something going.

It was a secret, and it was only supposed to be friends with benefits. Just for fun. No emotional connection. That didn't go according to plan. Neither of you would admit that to each other. You acted as if it didn't exist. You had conversations about what you wanted each other futures to look like... They were similar.

"I wanna live in the mountains." You said laying on his chest tracing small shapes.

"Mm, trees surrounding the place?" He suggested.

"Yeah." You smiled. "Two stories house. The full upstairs a loft."

"Enter through the kitchen, to the left your living room and bathroom, right the stairwell." He nodded continuing the dream.

"And a library." You added.

"Wrap around porch?" He smiled rubbing your back.

It had been two years since that conversation and A.J. moved into the bar joining the gang. They talked about a heist when the television cut to a different channel. Everyone looked over. A giant explosion in a building downtown. Many casualties.

"Some of the victims in this explosion include of, Aarie Carpenter, (Users f/n, Users l/n)" Thats all anyone heard. A.J. shot up with everyone else as they all ran towards their cars rushing to the hospital.

[Your POV]

You drifted in and out as you were rushed inside the hospital. What was going on.. Your head pounded.

"Pulse is slow!" One of them yelled. Thats the last thing you heard before it went black.

...

You slowly woke up and looked around the white room. You groaned and pushed up a bit. It didn't take long for the door to burst open. 5 guys moving inside.. Gordon, John, Jesse, Jake... A.J. pushed through.

"You aren't allowed in here!" A doctor protested. They paused a bit.

"Wait-" I rapsed. "Please?"

She scanned the room. "Two at a time."