eternity// 5SOS

27

Poppy

"Thanks for the lift, mum,"

"No problem sweetheart! Is Paul in?"

"I don't think so,"

"Alright. The latest I can pick you up is 9pm, so let me know by then if you are sleeping over or not. Either way it's okay, and we will pick you up at 10am to go to hospital,"

"Okay,"

"Did you shower this morning?"

"Yes. And I have everything because Jasper helped me,"

"Great. Well I will see you soon, have lots of fun and let me know if you need anything. I love you,"

"I love you too,"

She helped me out the car and then I went to Alfie's door, ringing the bell. Almost immediately, he answered, letting me inside.

There was music playing in the background and it smelt a bit of burnt toast that he'd probably just made.

"You look nice,"

"Thank you. I like your hair today. Well it is good all the time,"

"Thank you," he laughed, taking my bag, "I'm glad you could come, I needed some company,"

"Why did you choose me?"

"I like spending time with you,"

I blushed and following him to the stair case, handing him my crutches; today I just slid on my butt to get down. I was in shorts anyway, not a skirt.

I'd quickly learnt that I had to wear shorts because my leggings were way too hot.

"I brought a fan down here, hopefully it will help. Would you like a drink?"

"I brought my water bottle, thank you. I brought some pyjamas but I don't know if I will stay over,"

"My dad is fine with whatever,"

He put my bag down on the floor and took my crutches when I sat on the sofa, then sat beside me and put the tv on.

Being around Alfie made me get butterflies and feel a bit nervous, but not in a bad way which was weird to me.

I hadn't felt this before

I wanted to spend my time with him and it was weird.

"How's your sister?"

"Which one? I have three,"

"Payton? I think,"

"Oh, she's a lot better but now Nathan is sick. Lauren had an operation yesterday so she feels a bit sick too I think,"

"Awh man, I hope you don't get sick,"

"Me too. It gives me really bad memories,"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Okay,"

"Do you go to therapy?"

"Yeah. I started a new one last night," I said, watching him awkwardly shuffle close on the sofa, "It's not something I am ashamed of. We can talk about it,"

"Okay. I didn't want you to be offended. I am glad you go, I was just asking because everything you told us has made me so worried and I wanted to make sure you weren't alone,"

"I am never alone with my family,"

He laughed and I looked down with a smile, fiddling with the string on my shorts.