Her phone started to ring. It was an Ed Sheeran song, The A Team. I smiled. That was her favorite song.

"Hello?" She said and put the phone to hear ear. It was an old flip phone, goodness, now I really know how much money they've got. "Oh my god." She gasped. "I'll be there in a minute!"

Gracie's face started to get red as she suddenly gripped my hand, dragging me. "What's wrong? Gracie? What's happening?"

"He's having an asthma attack!"

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Gracie opened the car door as just as I stopped in front of the hospital. She ran into the doors, disappearing. I got out of the car, and followed.

"Caleb Phelps," Gracie rushed to the lady behind the counter. The lady pointed down a hall, and I followed the hyperventilating Gracie down it.

"Mom, is he gonna be okay?" She hugged her mother.

"Zayn, what's happening with Caleb," Brandy asked me. Ella Maree looked at me worriedly, then at her little sister.

"Phelps?" Everyone looked in the direction of the doctor. "We couldn't get him in time. He suffocated, I'm sorry."

Gracie stumbled over to the wall, sliding down to it. I kneeled down to Brandy and hugged her, seeing that she had started crying.

"Oh my god.."

Notes

Oh I've been planning this for weeks!