Page 76 of Never Date a Celebrity
“Yeah, we heard that. I thought the ceiling was going to cave in,” Imogen said. Even to herself, she sounded like some kind of disapproving aunt.
“No.” Piper shook her head and rushed forward with her lit-up phone clutched in her hand. “That was only me throwing the hoover down.” She looked down at the screen and back up at Imogen, pale with panic.
Dread crept up Imogen’s spine. “Well, what’s happened? What’s wrong? Is it your parents? Is it my parents?” Her mind started reeling with all the dire possibilities that could have Piper looking at her like that.
“It’s Amelia.”
Imogen’s whole body went cold. Without another word, she yanked the phone out of Piper’s hand and looked at the screen.
ALWAYS THE BRIDESMAID STAR AMELIA WHITLOCK RUSHED TO HOSPITAL AFTER LIFE-THREATENING ACCIDENT ON SET
Imogen went completely still. She stared at the headline, unable to tear her eyes away from the bold words to read any further.
“What happened?” she faintly heard Niamh asking Piper in the background.
“There was an accident on the set of Always the Bridesmaid. Some kind of vehicle crash—the article didn’t specify exactly what happened, but apparently it’s bad,” Piper explained. “She’s been taken to hospital.”
“Oh God, Imogen. Are you okay?” Niamh asked, suddenly right beside her with an arm wrapped around her shoulder.
Piper appeared at her other side. “I’m sure she’ll be okay, Immy. She’ll be getting all the best care.”
Imogen looked up from the phone. “Which one?”
“Which what?” Piper asked.
“Hospital.”
“Oh.” Piper gently reclaimed the phone and scrolled through the article. “It doesn’t say.”
“Whichever’s closest, I’d assume,” Niamh said. “They wouldn’t waste any time with someone like Amelia Whitlock.”
The closest hospital was only a thirty-minute drive from Ballyluck. Hell, it didn’t matter. Imogen would drive around all the hospitals in the country until she found her. “I have to go.”
“Do you want us to come?” Piper asked quickly, glancing at Niamh who immediately agreed.
“Yeah, we can close up for the day. This is more important.”
Imogen gave them a grateful look. “I’ll be fine on my own, but thanks, you guys.” She quickly hugged each of them on autopilot, before grabbing her coat and keys.
“We love you,” Piper said, her eyes full of emotion. She was going to set Imogen off too.
“I love you both too.”
Imogen also loved Amy. She hadn’t even realised how much until that very moment. She just hoped she got the chance to tell her again.
Chapter Fifteen
“Wake up.” Someone clapped their hands loudly somewhere near Amelia’s head.
She grudgingly opened her eyes and blinked a few times to adjust to the bright light and her surroundings. Weird surroundings.
Ah, yes. Hospital room. It took her another few seconds, but Amelia slowly began to recall the accident. Being rushed into an ambulance. Doctors shining lights in her eyes. Look at that. Her memory seemed to be working fine, despite the concussion they said she had.
She was pulled from her thoughts by someone making clicking noises at her. Then a finger was shoved right in front of her face. “Can you follow my finger?”
Amelia frowned, trying to focus on it before realising it wasn’t a doctor at all. It was Bridget Clemonte.
“Bridget? Why did you wake me?” Amelia said crankily. Her head immediately protested and she groaned. She remembered she’d been trying to sleep the pain away, which clearly wasn’t working.
