After that day, you've been visiting Grayson everyday, you'd sit there from the beginning of the day till the visiting hours close. Sometimes you'd also sleep there incase he really needed company.
You were now on your way to see him again, you just entered the hospital and you make your way to the elevator, pressing the floor number. You walk in and wait for the doors to close, after they did. You wait patiently, with a huge goofy smile on your face. you've always had that smile on plastered on your face whenever you see Grayson or even hear his name. Once the elevator doors slide open, you walk out and head to the door you've now memorized and are now familiar by. You open the door, seeing the bed....empty.
You turn around, searching for a nurse. "excuse me excuse me excuse me" you said, trying to get the attention of a nurse talking to a patient. She turns to you, annoyed but you didn't care. All you cared about right now was Grayson. "Yes, how can I help you" she said, fake smiling. "Where's the patient that has been staying in room 609?"
You asked and you honestly weren't ready for what her reply was. She gave you a 'I'm sorry' look and you felt your heart pounding really hard. "I'm sorry to tell you this miss Y/N..Patient Grayson Dolan passed away this afternoon" she said, looking down. You feel the tears in your eyes, blurring you vision. Feeling a lump in your throat and you couldn't speak. "I'm really sorry" she said, and you shake your head. Quickly finding your way out of this hospital, your heart being torn into millions of pieces. It's like going back to the first place, but with your heart ripped out, and you can't fix it this time. You head back to your apartment, feeling like your whole world is falling apart, you kept crying and crying and crying, sitting in the corner. Hugging your knees as hard as you can, closing your eyes tightly. Hoping today was just a dream. You ended up falling asleep crying, imaging Grayson, wrapping his arms around you....
You woke up the next day, feeling weak and sad. It took you like 5 mins to just stand up. You walk over to your purse which was also on the floor, you take out your phone and see the all missed calls and text messages from Ethan and Andy. You ignore them, sliding through the your notifications when one thing caught your eye.
You have 1 new message
and it was from Grayson, you check the time. 10:20 PM (3-4 hours before what happened) you decided to open it..
I love you.
