My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

In the hospital

"Good morning baby." I said smiling softly at Louis as I entered his room.

It was only 7:30, but I couldn't sleep too excited to see Louis again. The nurses had practically kicked me out around eight last night because Louis needed to sleep and recover. It was ridiculous because I wasn't even doing anything, just sitting next to him holding his hand, but I couldn't argue with them.

Today was Sunday and my mum had to work an extra shift, so she took me along and I knew Louis was already awake.

"Hey." Louis mumbled and I immediately saw that he was in pain. His face was scrunched up and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Should I call a nurse?" I asked worried as I set the duffle bag I carried with me on the floor.

"Yes, please." He gritted out and I nodded before walking out of the room to find a nurse.

When I found one she immediately went to Louis' room and checked his condition before adjusting a higher dose of painkillers for him.

"You need to rest." The nurse said sternly. She was a middle-aged woman with thick glasses and a wart on her chin. She was small and plump and stood in front of the bed with her hands on her hips looking at Louis with a frown on her face. "It doesn't help your recovery when your friends are always here." She glanced at me with the same serious expression.

"I think I can decide on my own if it's too much when my boyfriend visits me and I need to rest." Louis returned the glare and her lips parted slightly in shock. Louis ignored her and continued. "It has nothing to do with the fact that I'm in pain. And apart from that I'm not even doing anything. I'm going to lay here exactly the same with or without him by my side."

The nurse stared at him without saying anything for a few seconds before she sighed. "Alright. But you need to relax and rest and if I see you are straining or moving too much then I forbid visits, are we clear?" She said sternly, pointing her finger at him.

"Deal." Louis grinned satisfied and I shook my head amused. The nurse gave him an unbelieving smile and left the room while shaking her head.

"You know, the nurses probably think you're crazy." I chuckled from where I was standing.

"Can you get your ass over here and give me a kiss first?" Louis huffed and I laughed before leaning over and giving him a kiss. "Why?" He asked now referring to my statement.

"Because you are already all snappy and bossy although you had surgery not even a week ago." I explained but he rolled his eyes.

"What else should I do? Sleep all fucking day? I'm going crazy here. It's so fucking boring, you have no idea." Louis huffed and I rolled my eyes as I grabbed the bag from the floor.

"I brought you some things." I said and his eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands against each other in excitement.

"Uuuh! Sweets? Porn? A gaming console?" He asked excitedly. I dropped the bag and looked at him incredulously.

"No, Louis! Toothbrush, clothes, shower gel, a razor- you should really shave- a book, board games, a riddle block, a charging cable, headphones." I placed the things on the bed beside him and he just looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"A book? And a riddle block? And what the fuck do you mean I should shave? I just had surgery, have some sympathy!" He said in horror.

"Babe, no offense but you look like a neanderthal." I chuckled and he gasped.

"How dare you? It's not even that bad!" He argued and I rolled my eyes as I got up to carry his toiletries to the bathroom. When I came back I opened the closet next to his bed and put his clothes away. "Jesus, you know I will only be here for another week or so? I'm not moving in." Louis huffed when he saw how many clothes I had brought him.