Fifteen

I Dont Even Know Him

Hi! Play this music while reading if you want. I really like this song for some reason. Its Centuries by Fallout Boy. It Kinda has something to do with this chapter but not really. Btw its an hour long lol. Couldnt get the shorter one on here. So turn it off once your done. Thanks so much!ok

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"Beezus? Beezus! Oh honey! I was so worried" my eyes sprung open, and my whole body lunged forawrd and i gasped for air. My heart rate went up like a rocket ship going to space. Where was I? Why am I here? My face began to turn red and I was about to scream at the top of my lungs. My mom softly placed her tiny elegant hand on my bandage up forhead. It stung. She slowly pushed me back down on the hospital bed, placing my head on the feathery pillow. She began to soothe me with her hand strocking my matted brown hair and her soft voice whispering "shhh. Its ok honey, your ok.." I took a quick look around. I saw some ice, bandages,a cloth soaked with blood, a heart moniter, my mom and this gorgeous dark skinned nurse.

"What happened mom? Where am I?"

Her mouth formed an upside down smile. " The hospital phoned me this evening... they told me that you banged your head on the side walk and passed out. You got a concussion...apparently this young gentleman, around your age, named Alex Harvey found you and carried you to the hospital.."

The name rung in my head. It seemed familer. I just couldnt remember where i heard it from. I guess right now it realy didnt matter if i remembred him but i would at least like to see him and thank him.

"Where is he?" I looked towards the nurse, asuming she knew.

"Sorry Miss. Carson, he left about five minutes ago. I could take a message and give him a call?" She replied grabbing a note pad and a pen.

I kinda felt disappointed. But i guess i shouldnt care. " No its alright." i replied. " Can i go home?"

"Yes, you could, just be very careful. Dont move around to much. No running and no playing any outdoor sports. Maybe take a week or so off school." the nurse answered my question more then i wanted to hear.

We finally left this building of the sick and injured by 7:30 at night. I was put into a wheel chair, to be taken outside. I was honestly fine to walk but my mom insisted on being put into one. She helped me into the front passenge seat in our red minivan.

The whole two hours of the ride home consited of the radio and my mom asking what happened."Did you trip? Did you fall? Who pushed you? Do i need to call the school?" I didnt bother to answer. It was too embarassing. My mom seemed so sad, angry, curious, mean while i felt none of this. But i had a diffrent emotion. An emotion that i couldnt discribe, other then feeling as if was cared for by someone other then my mom. The only thing i could think of was this name. Alex Harvey. It seemed so familer, at the tip of my tounge, not quite there. My face flushed red. Maybe this guy cared about me? Someone in the world actually considred my well being? I felt a jolt of energry rise and then.... im crazy. I havent even met the guy. I dont know what he looks like, what hes into or anything about him. I decided to stop thinking about him and the whole situation. I decided to just let it go. I would probaly never meet him anyway. My eyes started to flutter open and close, and i began to doze off, but my decision didnt stay wth me. I fell asleep thinking about this Alex , wondering if i would ever see him again. Wondering if someone actually cared about me.