Calum's PoV

"I'll be back in a moment. Luke wants to talk to me about something." Poppy said as she kissed me softly, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tight. "To be honest, he's been acting a little weird. I'm worried about him." Poppy's voice changed, the sadness lacing her tone. I pulled her from me and held her at arms length as I spoke.

"Trust me, baby, he's okay. He gets a little funny every time Sierra has to go. Give him a day or two and he'll be better. It just takes some distraction." Poppy's face brightened as she smiled, nodding her head.

"You're right. I'm sure it's nothing. I'll be back in a minute." She called as she waved and headed towards the door.

"Miss you already!" I called back and she chuckled, closing the door behind her. I began to unpack my suitcase, placing the keycard in my back pocket as I pulled my clothes out, hanging them up or folding them away. The wardrobe was beside the large window that looked out over the city and the entrance to the hotel. Letting some air in, I opened the window slightly as I began to put my socks into the drawer. It'd barely felt like a second had gone by when I heard the squeal of some tyres and a crash. Someone shouted out and others began to scream and gasp.

"No! Poppy!" I heard. It sounded like Luke. I ran straight to the window, my hands pushed against the cold glass and I looked down and saw a body laying in the road, another laying on the grass outside the hotel. My stomach dropped. I felt sick. Despite my knees going weak, I ran out of the hotel without hesitation practically jumping down the flights of stairs to get to the front where a crowd had formed. I pushed through them all without a care, tunnel vision only wanting to find Luke and Poppy. I could hear crying, whispers of worry and feelings of nausea. This was bad. Panic caused me to wobble into some people but I pushed through and finally made it to the front of the crowd where Luke sat, sobbing into his hands whilst Poppy lay in the road, a random woman leaning over her.

"Poppy?" Her name left my lips without me even realising. I walked forwards, numb, as I watched this lady checking on her. I was barely a few steps away when I was grabbed and pushed back, my friends all now standing between me and Poppy. I tried to get past them but they wouldn't let me through. Why weren't they letting me see her? I began to get angry, thrashing and shoving them as the panic was replaced by fear. Who was that woman? Why was Poppy laying in the road? Why was Luke sobbing? "Poppy!" I shouted out, she didn't seem to move. "What's going on? What happened to her?" My vision became blurry as my eyes welled.

"Cal, calm down. Please." Michael soothed but I shoved him away without a care in the world.

"Why is she in the road? Why is Luke crying?" I didn't know what to do, where to turn or to look. I felt dizzy, sick, pained.

"Cal, I don't know how to tell you this." Ashton began but I shoved myself away from him too, running towards Luke. I fell to my knees, grabbing his shirt in my fists.

"Luke, what happened?" I tried to stay calm, knowing he was shaken up and scared but at the same time I was lost, not knowing what to do with myself.

"I- She..." Luke sobbed again,not even able to look me in the eyes.

"Tell me what happened?" I pressed but he couldn't answer. "TELL ME!" I shoved him back, my fists ready to punch him if he didn't tell me anything more.

"The car. It-" he swallowed. "She pushed me away from it." It felt like the world stopped. My breathing, my heart, my life. I let out a breath, realising that awful noise I'd heard earlier was a car hitting my Poppy, my fiancée, my world.
I ran back towards Poppy, my body shaking with adrenaline and fear. Michael and Ashton held me back again, saying I didn't want to see what had happened but I did. It was Poppy, I needed to be beside her. Sirens began to get closer and with one final shove, I got past them and skidded besides Poppy, who lay peacefully on the road.

"Sir if you're not-" the lady who was with her began, but she stopped as soon as she saw the state of me.

"She's my fiancée." I choked out, staring back at her lifeless body with the same fear I'd felt only one before. When I thought I'd lost her.

"Oh God." The lady breathed out, placing a bloody hand on my shoulder. "I-I'm so sorry. I'm Thea, I'm a doctor. I just happened to be in the area. I've called for an ambulance." It was like everything she said went in one ear and out the other. Like she was speaking in a language I couldn't understand. I just stared down at her. My girl.

"Is she-" I couldn't finish my own sentence out of fear. What did I want to say? Alive? Okay? Dead? I closed my eyes as I braced for the worst.

"It's hard to say. She's been unconscious for a while and I don't want to move her in case anything had broken. I'm sorry, I wish I had more detail for you." Thea had responded and one thing clung to me. She didn't say she was dead. It was as if I finally let out a breath I'd been holding for years, my lungs burning from the lack of oxygen as the ambulance appeared in the horizon. Thea moved me away from Poppy as the paramedics got to work and she explained that they wouldn't let me ride in the ambulance this time. They'd need all the space they could get to assess her. I watched as they loaded her into the vehicle and sped away, lights flashing and sirens blaring to move everyone out of the way. And I just stood there, rooted to the spot. Frozen. Scared. Why did this happen? Who would have done this to her?

"Luke!" I roared, storming towards him with anger fuelling me. Ashton grabbed me and held me back.

"Calum, come on man. Not here. Not now. There's too many people." He pulled me, despite my resistance, back into my room and onto my bed. Minutes later, Michael and Luke entered, making sure to steer clear of me. My narrowed eyes shot to Luke, making him straighten where he stood.

"You're gonna tell me everything you know or so help me I'll beat the information out of you..."