Fallen for you

The waiting room

German's P.O.V

I wait patiently in the waiting room , still thinking about that kiss. I get up and walk through a corridor were Angie's room is.
I peek through the glass of the door and see the doctors operating on Angie.
I swear, when she was lying there on the cold concrete road, I'd never seen so much blood in my whole life! Oh and seeing that glass peeking out from her stomach? German! You'll make yourself sick now stop it!
Listening to my head I go and sit back in my seat and wait until her operation is done.

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"Sir. Sir?!" My eyes flash open and focus. Standing in front of me is a doctor with clear glass glasses and a strange grey parting in his hair.
"Hello?! What? Sorry." Words run out my mouth and I shake my head.
"Sorry to disturb your.." He pauses for a minute before speaking again, "nap. Anyway, Angie has to stay in hospital only for 3 days until she can go back home with you-"
"Me?!" I gasp.
"Well of course! Your married aren't you?" I'm speechless.
"Well..no but I could see if she can stay with me if that's what you mean?" German what are you doing!
"Well she has to stay with someone and rest for a long period of time. There are a lot of stitches that she's had and needs time to heal, so until they have healed, she won't be able to perform or do any concerts."
"And how long exactly will it take for her to get better?" The doctor twitches his lips to the left.
"A month and a bit I expect." Oh if she stays in my house it will be a mad house! Just imagine Violetta going crazy because her favourite singer is living in her house for a month! Or the fact that she can't perform and has to rest in my house and my job and-
"Hello? Sir?" The doctor says, waving his hand in-front of my face. I apologise and he continues.
"As I was saying, someone needs to be looking after her in this time and she will be given special treatment for her wound so it heals quicker."
"Oh great, thanks. Anything else?"
"Uh, I don't think so, although She will have to come in halfway through her treatment, just so we can check if everything's ok." He smiles. "we will ring you or her when we think she should come in."
"Thanks." Before he walks away, I quickly ask, uh, do you know when the operation will be finished?" He checks his watch before answering.
"In about and hour or less" I fake a smile.
"Great thanks." And hour! I'm not waiting an hour! Oh I have work to do and, ugh I just don't know what to do with myself!