{Not Continuing}Barstool

Chapter Twenty Four

- Lola's POV -

I sat in an uncomfortable plastic chair while waiting for my number to be called. My mum sat beside me reading a really big book, what a great evening this is turning out to be.

My eyes began to slowly shut in the silence of the room, until..

"Lola!" A familiar voice shouted. It was Joseph!?

"And who are you?!" My mum said in a sharp tone as he approached us.

"I just know him from college!" I shouted with a nervous smile. I jumped up from my seat and pulled him away from her.

"What are you doing here!?" I whispered quickly.

"I came to see if you were okay" He laughed. I smiled shyly, oh god.

"I am, I'm okay. It's just a small cut on my head it's not serious" I rolled my eyes. He chuckled and slipped his left hand into mine.. Is this really happening?!

"Sorry, I just care.. A lot" He mumbled while looking away. My cheeks went red and I smiled widely.

"You're so sweet" I whispered as people were staring. But to be honest, I didn't really care.

"Number 72!" The woman at the desk called out. My mum appeared beside me and I let go of Joseph's hand quickly.

"I'll see you at college tomorrow Joseph" I said while staring at him, trying to make him go along with my plan.

"Yes! Of course.." He laughed, my mum looked him up and down before dragging me away and into the small room. I wasn't feeling that nervous now.

We entered the room and the woman dressed in all white made me sit on a chair in front of her.

"How did this happen?" She asked while examining my head.

"I tripped and hit it off a book case" I lied once again. Wow, I'm lying to a doctor.. I'm turning into a rebel.

"Looks like you do need stitches! It's good you came in" She said with a smile before getting up and lifting something from the table across the room. My mum raised her eyebrows to me as if to say she was right, I rolled my eyes.

"Is this going to hurt?" I mumbled. The doctor sat down in front of me again and shook her head.

A few minutes later I was good as new, well sort of. My head was stitched up and it looked better than before. Hopefully I get a day off college for this..

Later that night when we got back home I texted Joseph, I can't believe he came to see me though.. My head wasn't that serious to make him drive all the way to the hospital.

"Hii. I just got home and my head is stitched up, it feels weird. I'm staying off college tomorrow but I will try to come to the bar if I can.. X" I sent to Joseph.

"I'm glad you're feeling better Lola. But no need! You should rest up, I'll find a way to see you tomorrow.. X"

I rolled around in happiness, feeling butterflies in my stomach.

This boy..

"Oh, okay :). I'll see you tomorrow then? X"

"Definitely<3 x"