(Mikey) Gerard stares at Frank and chews his lip nervously. His head dips and then he looks back at us. "He's breathing but it's slow and raspy." Gerard looks worried, it's something I never really see from him. Ray presses two fingers to Frank's wrist and suddenly looks absolutely terrified. "We need to call an ambulance." He whispers. Gerard shoots and glare and I know that he's trying to work up and argument. He hated ambulance's, he hated hospitals, he hated doctors, he hated nurses. "No! It can't be that bad." He fumbles around trying to find Frank's pulse but fails so Ray guides his fingers to where it was. Gerard suddenly looks even more worried and turns deadly pale. "Mikey. Get me the phone, now." He whispers.

"Well, can I go with him?" I plead the paramedic as they rush Frank out of the house on a stretcher. They lift it into the ambulance and the paramedic looks at me uncertainly. "And who are you?" She asks.
"I'm his boyfriend." I tell her, she smiles at me instantly.
"Of course you can." She helps me into the ambulance and closes the doors, the siren starts up and we pull away.