Duncan's POV.
I was on my way to Courtney's hospital room when i heard the dotors talk.
"Do آپ think she'll survive?" one of the doctors asked the other.
"Not relly, cuz she will only survive, if she gets some blood, there's matching he own type, and we now, the only one who got the same type, is her sister, and they HATE eachtoher!"
"I do'nt think she'll survive too."
Then i got relly mad. Ofcourse she would survive! یا then i would die with her. . .
"YOU'RE BOTH WRONG, SHE WILL SURVIVE!" i sundenly screamed.
Theyboth looked very surprised to see me, shouting, that an almost dead person would survive.
"I mean, how long time does she have before she'll
*gulp* die?"
"About 4 hours, i think."
"Okay, anyone who knows where her sister live?"
"Yes, she live about 4 miles away from here."
"What what color is her house?"
"I think it's brown."
"Okay, then i gotta go!"
"Okay, good luck!"
Then i stormed of. I needed to find her sister.
I jumped into my car, and drove of. I saw house, after jouse, after house pass by, fast. I turned on the radio in my car and the song
Can't Live Without آپ سے طرف کی Maria Carrey started playing.
No i can't forget this evening,
یا your face as آپ where leaving,
but i guess that's just the way this story goes.
آپ always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows,
Yes it shows,
No, i can't forget tomorrow
when i think of all my sorrows.
When i had آپ there,
but then i let آپ go,
and now it's only fair,
that i should let آپ know,
what آپ should know.
I can't live,
if living is without you.
I can't live,
I can't give anymore.
I can't live,
If living is without you.
I can't give,
I can't give anymore.
Then i turned the radio of. I could'nt take anymore of those lovesongs. It mad me miss Princess so much, it hurted.
I drived a couple of منٹ more, and then i arriwed at her sister's house. It was a big beautiful house, with wineranks, growing up at the houses sides. I almost forgot, the danger Courtney was in, when i saw the house. But then i remembered. I ran up the stairs, and pressed the doorbell. And woman, about 18 years ols, came out.
"Who are you, and what o آپ want?" she asked me.
"I'm here because your little sister is about to die!"
"I do'nt care, she have been so anoying, all the time!"
"Yeah, allright, but i DO care! i love her, and i would give my life to save her!"
Her sister looked shocked.
"Wow, when آپ put it THAT way, i think i would do somthing to save her."
"Okay, cool."
"But what am i going to do, to help her?"
"She need's blood."
"NO WAY! I'M NOT GONNA GIVE HER MY BLOOD!"
"Not everything, just some of it."
"No, i'm not gonna do it!"
"Why not?"
"Because i'm scared of needles. . ."
I was on my way to Courtney's hospital room when i heard the dotors talk.
"Do آپ think she'll survive?" one of the doctors asked the other.
"Not relly, cuz she will only survive, if she gets some blood, there's matching he own type, and we now, the only one who got the same type, is her sister, and they HATE eachtoher!"
"I do'nt think she'll survive too."
Then i got relly mad. Ofcourse she would survive! یا then i would die with her. . .
"YOU'RE BOTH WRONG, SHE WILL SURVIVE!" i sundenly screamed.
Theyboth looked very surprised to see me, shouting, that an almost dead person would survive.
"I mean, how long time does she have before she'll
*gulp* die?"
"About 4 hours, i think."
"Okay, anyone who knows where her sister live?"
"Yes, she live about 4 miles away from here."
"What what color is her house?"
"I think it's brown."
"Okay, then i gotta go!"
"Okay, good luck!"
Then i stormed of. I needed to find her sister.
I jumped into my car, and drove of. I saw house, after jouse, after house pass by, fast. I turned on the radio in my car and the song
Can't Live Without آپ سے طرف کی Maria Carrey started playing.
No i can't forget this evening,
یا your face as آپ where leaving,
but i guess that's just the way this story goes.
آپ always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows,
Yes it shows,
No, i can't forget tomorrow
when i think of all my sorrows.
When i had آپ there,
but then i let آپ go,
and now it's only fair,
that i should let آپ know,
what آپ should know.
I can't live,
if living is without you.
I can't live,
I can't give anymore.
I can't live,
If living is without you.
I can't give,
I can't give anymore.
Then i turned the radio of. I could'nt take anymore of those lovesongs. It mad me miss Princess so much, it hurted.
I drived a couple of منٹ more, and then i arriwed at her sister's house. It was a big beautiful house, with wineranks, growing up at the houses sides. I almost forgot, the danger Courtney was in, when i saw the house. But then i remembered. I ran up the stairs, and pressed the doorbell. And woman, about 18 years ols, came out.
"Who are you, and what o آپ want?" she asked me.
"I'm here because your little sister is about to die!"
"I do'nt care, she have been so anoying, all the time!"
"Yeah, allright, but i DO care! i love her, and i would give my life to save her!"
Her sister looked shocked.
"Wow, when آپ put it THAT way, i think i would do somthing to save her."
"Okay, cool."
"But what am i going to do, to help her?"
"She need's blood."
"NO WAY! I'M NOT GONNA GIVE HER MY BLOOD!"
"Not everything, just some of it."
"No, i'm not gonna do it!"
"Why not?"
"Because i'm scared of needles. . ."
