When two worlds collide at midnight in the empty halls of New Jersey Private Hospital, Jack and Parker learn that no matter what, the heart wants what it wants.
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I CAN'T HELP IT BUT THE SECOND I ENTER NEW JERSEY PRIVATE I'm looking around for Parker. It's been days and I miss her smile, I miss her humour and her witty comments, dare I say it, I miss being here with her. Staying in the hospital sucks, the food isn't great and the beds are even worse, but meeting Parker had changed things for me.
It was a whole new world, looking through her eyes. The way she found light in such small things. Things I would usually find insignificant and normal, she found joy in.
Like sunshine, and rain storms, and brownie Wednesdays. Which is why, the second I walk out or rehab for the day, my shoulder hurting like a bitch, I'm making a direct bee-line for the cafeteria to get her a double chocolate brownie and maybe a baby yellow stuffed duck to go with it.
I don't know why I got the duck, I just saw it and thought maybe she'd like it, which is sort of ridiculous because she'd never expressed her interest in ducks before, but here I am. In my unicorn, a pair of Devils Hockey shorts paired with a Devils Hockey hoodie and a pair of trainers. My cap is faced backwards as usually and though I look average, I'm still nervous beyond words to see her.
A thought washes over me: what if she doesn't want to see me? Sure, we'd been texting as often as we could. She was resting a lot, I was working a lot, so our schedules were sort of all over the place and never aligned, but we spoke as often as we could. But I hadn't seen her in days, and the last time we were together she basically ran away from me as fast as she could, leaving me a flustered mess.
Granted, our last interaction had been, well, she kissed me. And neither of us had brought it up since.
What was the protocol for seeing her right now? Do I kiss her? Do I hug her? Do I sort of just keep to myself? I'm so torn it's making me sick. I'd had girlfriends, but Parker wasn't my girlfriend, or maybe she was, I wasn't sure.
Do I ask her to be my girlfriend?
Jesus Christ it's killing me.
All I knew right now was that I missed her and I needed to see her again, even if she didn't really want to. Even if things were painfully awkward between us. God, I hope she's in her room.
By the time I've made it to the children's ward, my hearts on my throat and I'm so stressed I've started sweating under my hat. Did I smell okay? I made sure to put on cologne before coming today, just to be sure, but now I'm panicking. Should I take my hat off? Or was my hair fucked? Oh god, was I meant to get her flowers?
Girls like flowers, right? But she's not just a girl, she's Parker, and something told me she wasn't the flower type. But was she the duck type?
There was no more time to think it through, because I'm right out the front of her door and she'd definitely inside, I know this because of the sound of Brooklyn 99 coming from her laptop. Would she be mad at me for just turning up unannounced?
