He should have been here at least thirty minutes ago, but you were still all by yourself. Feelings were rushing through your body but you didn’t know which one you and to give the upper hand. Should you feel angry because he was late once again or should you feel worried because he hadn’t even called you yet, something he normally always did if he knew he wouldn’t be able to make it. By now you had gotten used to it, dating an idol had a lot of consequences but still you hoped each time he wouldn’t show up on a date that this time would be the last time, each time your hops were crushed. But you knew Baekhyun had a busy schedule and that he’d always try his hardest to make it to you, and that if he couldn’t he’d feel devastated for letting you down. But you had really been looking forward to tonight and it made you feel bad that he couldn’t be here on time for this once. 

You grabbed your phone and for the fifth day in fifteen minutes you dialed his number, hoping that this time you’d hear something different than his voicemail. But when you heard a flattering feminine voice on the other side telling you that the person you were calling wasn’t available and to leave a message you sighed and hung up. Normally he’d always answer his phone if he was on practice, especially if you were the one calling him. What was so important that he had to ignore you and dumb you on your date night? You started to get frustrated and decided that you had waited long enough, you weren't just going to keep sitting here and see others send you pity looks because they knew that your date hadn’t shown up and had let you down. They had no idea what was going on, you didn’t need their sympathy, although you did feel a little bit sorry for yourself as well. 

While sticking your purse under your arm you went to the bar and payed for your drink which you had enjoyed of by yourself before stepping into the dark night. It was a cold winter evening and you tightened your coat even further around your small figure, hoping that you wouldn’t freeze. With every step you took and you got further away from the restaurant you felt more disappointed and you just hoped he had a great excuse to let you down once again. He should be lucky you always forgave him, that you always believed him when he told you that he’d be there next time. You looked for your car keys inside of your bag and rumbled a bit. You should have bought a smaller bag, one you couldn’t put so much stuff in and so you would be able to find things in it. After a while you finally felt something that felt like a key and pulled it out, seeing the small picture of you and Baekhyun that had been made on one of your dates that you used as a key ring. 

A smile slipped on your face as you unlocked the car and slipped into the drivers seat, turning the heating on before the car and had the chance to warm up first so that the result was that only even more cold air hit your face. While making yourself ready to drive off you threw your bad at the seat beside you and rubbed your hands, realizing the wheel was frozen as well. You hated this time of the year, it couldn’t be summer again fast enough. When a melody rang through the silent air you rushed to grab your phone, while it took you another five rings to find it in your bag and another two to press the right button. You had been right on time when you answered it but you heard the phone against your ear without hesitation, having no idea who it was that called you but hoping it was Baekhyun. “Hello Baek?” You asked and disappointment washed over you as you heard it wasn’t him, but another man. “Hello, do you know mister Byun? You were inches latest contacts on his phone…” 

You had no idea who this was and when you felt your phone back to see the number you noticed that it was an unknown number. With a weird feeling you collided the phone with your ear once again and breathed in slowly before answering. “Yes, I’m his girlfriend. How did you get my boyfriend’s phone?” You asked, your voice suspicious as you tried to figure out what the hell was going on. “Miss, you’re boyfriend was in a car accident. I’m one of his doctors here in the hospital and I was told to call his relatives.” Your hand tightened around the wheel and you felt as if someone was squeezing your throat, taking away your possibility to breath. Baekhyun had been in a car accident, what did that even mean? “H-How…Is he alright?!” You were aware of your panicked voice but you couldn’t stop the worry that overflowed you. He was told to call his family, did that mean that he was dead? The man on the phone sounded cam as he answered your question. 

“Mister Byun is in surgery right now, he had a few injuries but we’re trying our best to recover him. Miss, it would be nice from you if you could inform his other friends and family members and come over as fast as you can. We think it’s better for mister Byun if there’s someone here for him if he wakes up after the surgery.” Immediately you started the engine and drove off, though you knew it wasn't allowed to drive while using your cellphone, at this moment you didn’t care. Your boyfriend was at the hospital and he needed you. After asking for the address and promising the man that you were on your way you hung up the phone and made your way over. You’d have time to call the other members of exo when you had arrived, but you’d call his parents first. How would it sound if someone called you to tell that their son was injured and they had to come to the hospital? 

The traffic rules were completely ignored as you speeded through the streets. You drove through a red light, ignored people who wanted to cross the street and only braked if it seemed like you were going to get a part of an accident yourself. Faster than you ever could’ve imagined you parked your car in front of the hospital with the plate ‘visitor’ standing in front and shut everything down before jumping out of the car, almost forgetting to lock it. You couldn’t help it, you could no longer think straight. The only things that filled your mind right now was Baekhyun lying on an iron table with his eyes closed, a heart monitor telling the doctors he was still alive as they were trying to save him. Tears bl