Adore me- the fourth novel

Chapter 63- oh Taylor this is prom

We're filling up the mini with gas on our way to the hospital. Jay and I are really close at the moment, I've barely been able to let go of him physically since we got into bed last night.

We showered together, he cooked breakfast with my arms wrapped around his waist. And he's just been driving with his hand on my knee. Filling up the car however is very much an independent activity.

He pays and returns to the driver seat, I watch him sit down, push his hair back and start up the car. Once we're out of the garage his hand resumes its place on my thigh and I sit back in my seat, relaxed.

Looking out at the highway I think about Matty, imagining him going to London and being alone there. And I worry all over again. I worry so much that something will happen and none of us will be there to save the day.

We pull into the hospital parking lot. Jay swings the car into a bay and is around to the passenger side before I know it. I smile and hug him once I'm out.

"Whatever did I do to deserve you" I say looking up into his eyes.

"I think the same about you around 50 million times a day" he laughs.

We head into the hospital, and we're together again. For what feels like the first time in days; we're holding hands and I'm not clinging on for dear life. I'm just holding his hands, just like normal.

We arrive into Matty's room intertwined with each other. His arm around me, my head resting in his chest.

Ross is still here and I begin to wonder if he has even been home. He smiles at me and I return the expression. See normal. We're friends who just smile at each other.

I take a seat next to the bed as Matty is fast asleep. Jay pulls up a chair next to me. Sits down and rests his hand on my thigh.

"How long has he been asleep" I ask Kim quietly.

"Hour or so" she says to me.

"He may be discharged today" she comments softly so as not to wake up her brother.

I nod, the worry grips me again. Whilst he's in hospital there's no chance of him doing anything further to himself. I gaze at him, his brunette hair and olive skin. He's changed into a white T-shirt and grey joggers, I recognise them from when we lived together. He looks so much better, much more like himself.

"I'll stay with him for a few weeks" Ross says reading the apprehension and worry on my face. I smile at him, thankful for his forethought.

The room goes quiet again, but not uncomfortably so. We all just wait. Wait for something to happen, wait for Matty to wake up or for a doctor to appear. I watch the clock not even taking in the time. There's a small tv in the corner which somebody has turned onto the football, but nobody is watching it. It's just background noise.

Rach enters breaking our silence in her fluffy pink coat.
"Matthew" she says, Kim looks up disapprovingly but says nothing.
Matty's eyes peel open slowly and I stifle a laugh at his annoyed expression.

"Well are you feeling better" she asks looking at his bewildered expression.

"I am, thanks for the wake up call" he says and she huffs.

Jay rubs my leg and I turn to him smiling. I kiss his lips softly and he smiles. Everybody is still chatting but I'm distracted by him. Everything feels much more like normal and I like it. I didn't realise how much I needed to be around my friends and for them to just be chatting happily.

"I love you" Jay whispers in my ear.

"Me too, I love you" I say and I chuckle.

"Taylor" Rach huffs and I practically wince.