Moments later Jake went home and right after he left my house, I heard a scream from outside. Me and Kyle, being the only ones awake, went to go check it out. As soon as I saw Jake laying in the street and a car right in front of him I ran to him.
"Jake! Are you okay?"
Silence.
"Answer me!"
Silence.
The person who ran him over came out of their car and ran over to us.
"Is he okay?' She asked nervously.
"No! He needs a hospital! Call 911!!" I screamed.
She called 911 and a few minutes later an ambulance and two police cars were surrounding us.
I woke up Katie and Kevin and we all went down to the hospital.
The nurse wouldn't let us in for a while, but when she finally did, I ran all the way to his room.
I slowly stopped in front of his room and walked in.
"Hey." I said quietly.
"Hi" He replied weakly.
"What happened?"
"I-I left and I was crossing the street and I forgot to look before I crossed and well I got hit."
"Dude, you are such an idiot. You always look before you cross. You could've died!"
"I'm sorry. I just-I was thinking."
"Thinking about what?"
"The girl I like."
"Who's the girl?"
"I can't tell you. Not yet."
"Ok. When can you tell me?"
"That depends on the future."
"You sound all like smart and shit when your stupid."
"Yea, it happens." He chuckled.
We ended up talking for hours. When I left his room I found out that Kyle was still waiting for me in the waiting area.
"Took you long enough." He stated.
"Sorry, we got caught up in talking."
"Yea well, let's go home. I'm tired."
It was already 6 in the morning. We went home and just slept until 3:00.