greatest desires

chapter 7

21 hours 6 minutes and 15 seconds.

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That's how long I've been waiting for Jace to wake up. I haven't eaten, I haven't showered, I haven't even changed clothes yet. I don't want to leave this room, if I leave, it means I'm giving up on him. I cant leave him to fight this alone.

Grey left a couple hours ago to go lock up the house and make sure everything's still in tact, and he's due to be back soon. I've been wearing his hoodie the entire time, his is comfy, but I do wish it was him hugging me instead of the hoodie.

He's become awfully clingy these last hours, always finding an excuse to put his hands on my body, even if it's just playing with my hair, he still tries, I don't push away though.

It's comforting for both me and him I think. It makes me remember how jace would hug me randomly, or pull strands of my hair out just to be annoying, or even tickle me when he felt like it. Frick. I miss him.

Jace made it through the night, and had his surgery this morning, so there's higher chances of him surviving, but there's still a 27% chance that he won't make it. I guess 63% is better than no chance of surviving, but I wish it was 100%.

I just want him to wake up, to open his eyes, and do that stupid laugh he does when he annoys me. I want him to hug me like he does whenever I'm nervous, like now. Oh god. I really, really hope he wakes up.

Something about grey is comforting. It's weird though, I've never seen him like this, being all cuddly and- nice? I wouldn't call him nice, he still has had his little grouchy moments in the past 21 hours, but he hasn't been drunk.

And that's the best part.

I mean, it's not like he can actually get hold of a drink while he's in a hospital, but it's nice seeing him being normal, and not destructive or violent, like he is when he's drunk.

It's been 3 and a half ish hours since grey left, I've been watching the clock the entire time. It's so lifeless in here, with Jace being in the bed, still knocked in a trance, and me being the only person other than him here, it's quiet. It feels like my bedroom all again.

I wish I'd bought a book or something. I could've at least read to distract the time. I could think about how cute rose and Harvey were, or Tanya and charlie, but I can't, because I left my damn book at home.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

11:36am.

11:37am.

11:38am.

My concentration on the time was interrupted by grey clearing his throat, signalling that he was back. He had a back full of fresh clothes, and I'm hoping there was decent food in there too, this hospital food sucks bum.

"take your pick. I didn't know what to bring you so I just grabbed a few." He mutters, quietly, almost too quiet, like he didn't want anyone to hear him.

I pull out the clothes, realising he clearly has pretty good style-

He bought a pair of baggy jeans, a cropped top, cargo pants, my Nike hoodie, one of jaces shirts, and a pair of grey joggers.

But then it hit me, how was I going to get changed? I'm not leaving this room, but I'm also not changing infront of him- that's just uh. Weird- he'd defo get horny over me though, just cuz I'm like, so fit you know-