Hot for Teacher

Love doesnt really mean much.

*unknown pov*
I sped through the empty freeway, with a dying man in my backseat. I found him at the edge of the stream, barely breathing. I arrived at the hospital, letting the nurses do their jobs. I waited in the waiting room, waiting for someone to tell me if he was gonna be alright. A nurse came by and told me to fill out some paperwork. I did as she instructed, i waited for about 30 minutes until the same nurse came up to me. "Okay so, he fractured his leg in 3 different places, and has some heavy bleeding in the brain. He is going into surgery right now, you can do as you please. This may take a while." I nodded, walking out of the hospital. *4 hours laters.* i walked into the waiting room, and searched for the nurse. She spotted me and waved for me to come to the desk. "The surgery was a success. Hes in the icu if you'd like to see him." I nodded, thanking her as i walked into the icu. I stood at the doorway, looking at the mans chest rise up and down. I looked at his face, his head covered in gauze and his leg in a cast, then it hit me. "holy. shit." i whispered. I watched the figure shuffle around, his eyes fluttering open. I walked to his bed, sitting on the chair beside him. He looked at me, and gave me a weak smile. "hi." was all i managed to say. "hi." He said, I saw his face scrunch up in pain, "oh fuck. Are you okay? Do you need some water or anything?" he shook his head slowly, touching the gauze over where they had cut his head open. "where am i? who are you?" he questioned. "well, youre in the hospital. You kinda had an accident and I found you barely breathing. I brought you here. My name is-" I was cut off by the doctor laughing from the doorway. "oh god that is just too funny." He yelled into the hallway. He looked at me and cleared his throat. "hello. Im Dr. Cruz." I waved to him and he smiled at the doctor. "you sir, Are very fortunate to be alive. You almost didn't make it. If this woman right here just left you there, you would have died. Anyways, you will be able to make a full recovery. Do you have any memory of what happened?" he shook his head, as the doctor wrote in his clipboard. He pulled out a little flashlight from his pocket, checking out tonys eyes or whatever the fuck he was doing. "can we talk for a bit?" I nodded, walking towards the doorway. "I knew this was going to happen. He seems to have suffered a huge concussion. The blood put so much pressure on the side of his brain that keeps memory, that it may be damaged. By my calculations, he may be only able to remember up to age 20." I nodded, "and, will his memory ever come back?" the doctor shook his head, "it may, but it's a one in a one million chance. Most people who suffer from memory loss never gain it back. Maybe only bits and pieces." I smirked, this is just too perfect. I thanked the doctor, both of us walking back to the bed. "you are free to go in a couple days, we'd like to run a bit more tests." He nodded, looking out the window. The doctor left, leaving us in a very awkward silence. "so, um. Thanks." I looked at him, "you know, for saving my life. Most people would have just left, especially a beautiful girl like you. Its nice to know some people still have a heart." I smiled at him, "Im tony. And what is your name, gorgeous?" I blushed, "Emily. Emily warner."

Edit: i stand by what I said when I told y'all TONY AINT SHIT..I still love him tho