Leilani's POV:

*Three weeks later in Malaysia*

In the three weeks since the car accident not once have I left my wheel chair willingly as I relied on everyone to get me in and out of the piece of shit. If I did try and get up by myself I always ended up laying in a puddle of my own tears cursing myself for believing I could do it without assistance. In fact there were many things I couldn't do without someone's help and it left me miserable. Like the doctors had said, the nerves in my hands weren't responding most of the time and this meant I had to get Austin to bathe me in the shower as I sat on the floor because my own god damn hands wouldn't work for more than thirty seconds. Nor could I work in the tent or go out with everyone to the concerts or parties because the wheel chair made everywhere pretty much accessible for me. This meant I found myself alone in the hotel room a lot. Most of the time when I was alone, despite my negativity, I rebelled against Austin's protest and tried to get myself out of the chair. Tonight was one of those nights because the boys, Pierce The Veil and the new band on tour, Bring Me The Horizon whom I haven't met yet, were at the first show of the Indonesian tour.

As per usual when I'm alone, I rolled myself into the lounge room so I could try and get into the couch and watch some television for the night. I found myself in the middle of the small room close to the leather black chair and I took in a deep breath before pushing my hands deeply into the arm rests. I heaved myself upwards but only managed to lift about an inch off the butt of my chair before my weak arms gave in.

"Fuck!" I muttered to myself, "Idiot, thinking you're going to do this on your own," I tried to push back the negative thoughts and began lifting myself from the chair again. I edged my butt forward on the seat and placed my feet flat on the floor as I pushed up with my arms again. This time my legs held the pressure and I managed to lift up out of the chair. I let out a squeal in excitement but it turned into a scream of horror in a matter or seconds when my legs lost all feeling from beneath me.

I flailed to the floor and as I did the hem of my jeans must of gotten caught on the footrest because my body was squashed underneath the heavy, steel chair. Instantly I felt a tear escape my eyes as the uncomfortable feeling welled in the back of my throat as I tried to bite back more tears. I cursed and muttered at myself under my breath angry the I failed again when I was just so close. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer the hot water pored down my cheeks as I blubbered on the floor unable to push the chair from off my legs. I hit my head on the floor in defeat knowing I'd be lying here until someone found me but then again how was this any different to all the other times?

The one thing I hated more than the loneliness was how weak this whole situation left me, not only physically but mentally. I found myself crying all the time, even Austin himself had said I don't cry for anything or anyone yet it's all I could do lately. I wanted to walk again but it seemed impossible and the determination I had in the hospital just a few mere weeks ago had vanished completely and I decided tonight was the last time I'll try and do such a stupid thing when I'm obviously not capable of getting better. I pushed away the streaming tears from my eyes and wiggled enough to get my hand in my jeans pocket to pull my phone out. I opened my instagram and snapped a photo of the wheel chair on top of me.

@_leilanidean: First world handicapped problems. Where's @austincarlile when I need him?! #lovinglife #not

In seconds the comments from the Of Mice And Men fans flooded my notifications bar on my phone. Most comments were generally really nice but tonight there was one comment that caught my attention.

@jesse.ydg_: @austincarlile must get really sick of taking care of your pathetic, trashy ass. maybe if you didn't drink and drive you wouldn't be in this situation and crying for help you selfish little girl!

As I reread the words of the young fan I realise just how right they are. I caused this, it's all my fault and now I think of it, Austin has been short tempered with me lately. The world felt like it was crashing down around me as I realised how lucky I was to get away with such a stupid mistake and be so selfish about it. As my blood boils I feel a rage build up inside of me as I lay desperately on the floor I blindly throw my phone across the floor. The commotion of it landing on the tiles is followed by the smashing sound on the screens glass but I don't bother to look, I know that I have indeed broken my phone.

"You shouldn't have come on this tour, just look at the misery you've caused everyone," I muttered before more tears streamed down my face. I tried to push the chair off of my body one more time before giving up when my hands didn't respond when I tried to grip the chairs handles to push upwards. In frustration I let out a violent scream that pierced my own ears. When I finally ran out of breath I felt my throat choke for air. I inhaled deeply before I let the defeat overcome me as I tried to let sleep overtake me as I waited for someone to find me but before I could close my eyes the sound of an unfamiliar voice yelling my name on the other side of the front door to the hotel room.

"Leilani!" the banged their fist against the door begging for entrance. "Leilani, open the door!" they continued to scream.

"I- I can't," I stuttered out in a weary yell. "I'm stuck, I need help!" I warned the stranger.

"Stay where you are, I'm going to get someone to let me in," he explained all the while his voice got more distant as his footsteps got fainter as he moved away from the door.

"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere," I joked not so happily to myself. I laid my head back on the cold tiles once again after straining my neck to yell to the stranger on the other side of the door. I waited for a few minutes for the help I thought I'd receive but those minutes almost turned into a whole hour. I began to give up on the thought someone was going to help me imagining it was just false hope so I tried once more to push the heavy chair from above me and although it moved slightly the rubber of the wheel burnt the skin on my ankle only causing more pain to myself. As I let out a yelp I heard a sudden click at the door causing me to silence myself. Suddenly the view of the cream ceiling above me was obstructed by an incredibly handsome man with long brown hair, glistening hazel eyes and a large rose tattoo on his neck.

"Well I suppose it's a bloody good thing Austin sent me here to check up on you after a set now ayye love?" his English accent had me smitten and my breath hitched as I tried to come up with some sort of reasonable response.

"Uh, yeah," I mentally slapped myself across the face. Good use of big girl words Lani.

"You know you're ass about face down there," his words confused me.

"What?" I coughed at the stranger that stood above me.

"Well I didn't know you were supposed to be under the wheel chair not in it," he chuckled.

"No, this is normal," I joked laughing along with him, "But seriously, do you mind helping me up because I certainly can't or are you just going to stare at me like this?" he nodded in response as he pulled the wheel chair off of the top of me and placed it upright on the floor. He proceeded to scoop me up in his arms and placed me on the plush couch and fell next to me. He pulled me into a one arm hug and pulled away again as he flicked the TV on.

"So Austin thought I'd need some help and he sent some stranger to look after me?" I questioned trying to find out who he was. He laughed at my question as if the answer was obvious.

"I'm no stranger love," I widened my eyes gesturing that he was in fact a stranger to me, "Okay to you I am but I'm a close friend of Austin's. I'm Oliver, you can call me Oli, I'm in the band Bring Me The Horizon that's finishing up the tour with the rest of the guys," he answered my query. I stared at him taking in each of his tattoos as he watched the program that played before him on the flat screen.

"So why'd he send you here? Does he think I'm upset about being left alone in here or was he annoyed with picking me up off the floor himself so he sent someone else to do his dirt work," I asked slightly pissed off and he sensed the tone in my voice when he pulled me in against his chest on the seat.

"No love, it's nothing like that he was just worried about you being by yourself all the time and his set was finishing late he thought you could use a fresh face," I nodded against his shirt, "I just thought you didn't like going to the shows, he never said anything about you being in a wheel chair,"

"That's probably because he's sick of me being in the god damn thing," I spat thinking about the comment made on my instagram earlier and as if it was on cue my phone buzzed. Oli must of heard it because he scanned the room as he heard the buzz of the notification. His eyes landed on my phone on the floor and he jumped off the couch to get it before handing it to me.

"You can't be like that, you can't help that you're in it and if he didn't want to help you he wouldn't," Oli cooed trying to calm me down.

"It's all my fault though!" I sobbed, "If I wasn't driving while I was drinking this would have never happened and no one would have to take care of my pathetic, trashy ass," I blubbered. Oli sat me up on the couch and turned my body to face him as he held my face in his hands.

"Love you're far from a chav," he reassured me, "We all make mistakes and we all learn from them. You may have learnt the hard way but you'll get better right? Plus you've got a lot of people around you who care and want to help you get better. Oh and don't worry about spilling your guts to me, sometimes it's easier to let everything out to someone who has no right to judge you. I'm all ears," I nodded as he wiped away my tears and pushed my messy hair behind my ears.

"I'm supposed to walk again but at this rate I feel like I never will," I admitted and burst into tears again. "I'm sorry Oli, I just met you and I'm telling you my life story and crying constantly. I swear I never cry but since the accident I haven't stopped, I'm such a mess," he shook his head at me as he tried to stop me from crying.

"It's all right love," the entire sentence sounded so British and I couldn't help but laugh, "See that's what we want to see, smiles!" he smiled ridiculously causing me to laugh again. Suddenly he jumped from the couch and held his hand out to me.

"Putting me back in my chair already?" my voice quietened as he gestured to help me up. He shook his head and continued to hold both his hands out to me gesturing for me to take them, I shook my head. "Oli, I can't stand up, even if you lift me up, my legs wont hold me up," I felt my eyes sadden as I explained this to him.

"I won't let you go. I promise, you'll be standing up," he begged for me to take his word.

"I-I can't," I violently shook my head as I tucked my hands between the under of my arms so he couldn't take them.

"Trust me," he lulled and his accent won me over. I dragged my hands out and locked them together with his and let him pull my frail body from my spot and just like he had promised I was standing in the middle of my hotel room. It was with his help of course but no one had even tried to help me stand, not even Austin. My heart skipped a beat in my chest as the excitement took over my body, I wanted to jump but I couldn't so I squeaked out a squeal instead.

"Oli!" I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held me tightly upright. "I'm standing! Thank you Oli, thank you!" he smirked at me as if he had come up with some sort of crazy plan.

"Wanna walk?" he grinned widely.

"What? How?" I bombarded him with questions but instead of answering he jerked me up and placed my two feet on top of either one of his. He started slowly walking around in small circles in the room as my legs moved mechanically with his as smoothly as cogs in a machine.

"See, it's easy," he smirked in my ear as he continued to walk with me on his feet. A tear escaped my eye but this time it was an overwhelming joy taking over my emotions.

"Thank you, no ones ever tried to help like this. You're a miracle worker," Oli stopped walking abruptly and pulled away so that he could see my face clearly, the look on his face had him looking confused. The entire time still griping at my waist tightly so I wouldn't fall.

"I'm surprised Austin didn't think about this or Alan even," if I was reading his expression correctly and according to the tone of his voice you could say he was almost dumbfounded. I shrugged my shoulders at his statement.

"Like I said, they're sick of looking after me," I put myself down. Oli gave me a empathetic look.

"I'll help you," he smiled kindly letting a warm sensation take over my body letting me know I was completely at ease with the new friend I had gained tonight.

"More?" I asked to walk again and without a word we started walking again before the front door clicked open for the second time tonight.

Austin's POV:

"The crowd was absolutely fucking insane tonight guys!" Alan jumped in his seat of the car. We were on our way home back from our set and as per always the fans were our number one topic of conversation.

"You can say that again!" Phil piped up.

"I'm so pumped man!" Alan wouldn't stop jumping like a kid in a candy store.

"Drinks out on the town tonight?" Tino beamed. Everyone cheered at the thought including myself.

"I'm down for that, how about you Austin?" Aaron asked.

"Wouldn't miss it, I could go for a fun night out," they all hummed as they agreed with me. After two weeks of taking care of an emotionally and physically unstable Lani and a week of that with performing combined I was completely worn out. Don't get me wrong I love her and I want to be there for her but I needed some time away from the exhausting and tiring work it was to pick her up off the floor while she sobbed every time she was too impatient to wait for help.

"You and me both," Tarni acknowledged, she also burnt out from taking care of Lani on many occasions. "Is it wrong that I want one night away from her?" I could her the tone of annoyance in her voice but I could also tell she felt bad for saying it. I shook my head next to her.

"Probably but I feel the same way," I admitted.

"Don't feel bad guys we can't imagine it'd be easy to be full time caretakers of someone who went through something like that," Phil empathised.

"That's the thing Phil, she didn't 'go through it' she put herself through it," Tarni grieved slightly annoyed that we were the ones who had to suffer for Lani's mistakes. We all nodded in agreement but shrugged the conversation off as we pulled into the drive of the hotel.

As we crowded into the elevator to make our way up to our room Aaron snaked his arm between Alan and I's shoulders and held his phone in front of me. I took it out of his hands and looked down at the photo Lani had uploaded onto instagram. Instantly I groaned knowing she'd gotten impatient again but I also became anxious as I needed to help her knowing she was laying there for hours. I tapped my foot on the floor of the elevator as I waited nervously to get to the room before Tino piped up calming my nerves.

"Didn't you get Oli to come check on her mate?" I instantaneously relaxed. I nodded in response to his question.

"Thank fuck for your good memory man," I sighed a sigh of relief. The elevator doors flung open and we all waddled down the crowded hallway to our hotel door.

"See, she'll be fine," Alan reassured me.

"We'll see," I replied as Aaron slid the key in the door and clicked it unlocked. As he flung open the door I wasn't prepared for what was happening before me. All the doubts I had about looking after Lani and whining about having to do so fled my body. This filled me with a new hope knowing that everything would be worth it in the end as long as she was okay.

"Lani," I whispered in shock. I heard Tarni gasp behind me as she pushed her tiny figure between me and the guys. She stood in awe as the rest of us did. All the guys began to murmur behind me but it was Tarni who spoke up.

"You're, you're," she stuttered unable to finish her sentence.

"Walking!" Lani finished for us as she hugged Oli and thanked him. I looked over them wondering how it was possible and I was surprised I hadn't thought of such a thing. Her tiny feet were placed on top of Oli's, one on top of each of his feet, and he was walking himself which caused Lani's legs to move with his. It was incredible. I ran to her side and swooped her out of Oli's arms. I hugged her tightly making sure to not let her fall as I placed tiny kissed all over her soft face. She giggled in my squeeze and whispered in my ear. I looked past her shoulder to Oliver who watched on and mouthed 'thank you' to him, he simply nodded and gave a kind smile. I don't know how I could ever thank him or how I could have ever doubted my beautiful girl.

"Walk with me!" I did as she said and placed her feet on top of mine and proceeded to dance around the room with her. I felt all eyes on us as everyone watched on his total shock. I looked over to them all.

"Head out without me tonight guys, me and Lani are going to stay in," I pulled her tiny body into my arms bridal style as the everyone, including Oli, left the hotel room leaving us alone. They understood that this was important for me and didn't protest to drag me out to the town like they usually would. I'll have to thank them tomorrow I mentally noted to myself.

I took her to our bedroom and laid her gently on the massive, silky bed. She looked up at me for the first time in three weeks with happy eyes. The last three weeks she'd been nothing but miserable and it had such an impact on me that I felt everything she did too but now seeing her so ecstatic filled me with so much love for her. My heart began to hurt at the thought of how strong my love was for this girl and I couldn't hold back the smile the escaped my lips as I looked down at her gorgeous, porcelain face.

"I love you," she lulled.

"I love you too baby," I whispered back to her between the kisses I was now placing on her jawline.

"Can we try something else tonight?" I nodded in response probably to quickly as I was excited instantly by the idea she proposed. I leaned in and sucked gently at her pale neck. She let out a moan that I hadn't heard in a long time and it sent a shiver through my body. I felt my member become stronger as it pushed against my jeans instantly. She must have felt it too because she slid her hand down between our bodies and rubbed softly at my length causing me to throw my head back.

"Are you sure," I asked curiously, I didn't want to hurt her in anyway and would never forgive myself if I put her in any sort of pain.

"If I can try walking we can try this baby, I'm sure," she approved and pulled my face in for a passionate kiss. Her soft tongue licked at my bottom lip asking her entrance and I gave it. Our tongues danced together fighting for dominance. She pulled my body closer to her with her weak arms and tangled our bodies together. I slid her clothes of carefully from beneath me as she did the same to mine. I wasted no time with her tonight, her fingernails dug into the skin on my back as she gripped firmly to me as I entered her tight walls. From there on the rest of the night was a blur of pleasure, lust and love and it was safe to say this was the happiest I'd been in a long time but suddenly I reminded myself of something I didn't want to come to terms with. Tour was over in two weeks and when I get on the plane with Tarni and the guys to go home, Lani will be getting on a different plane that day.

My heart sunk at the thought because I know when I step on that place in two weeks I'd be losing the love of my life.

Notes

Okay guys I'm so sorry for not uploading sooner! I said I'd upload like three days ago but I had heaps of internet troubles plus it was my Dad's birthday on the weekend so most of the time was spent with my family. I'm sorry but here it is! I hope you enjoy as Lani's recovery starts to take place! :) <3