My Only One ●NovaHD●

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My eyes fluttered open and I took in my surroundings - I seemed to be in a hospital of some sorts. There were machines strapped to me, monitoring the things going on in my body. There was also some form of drip attached to my left arm. I felt stiff, but not pain. It was weird feeling no pain while lying in a hospital bed. I had just woken up from what I had assumed was a coma (my assumption was correct).
    A man was asleep in an uncomfortable looking, small, plastic chair that was placed in the corner of the room. He had to be in this early twenties as he didn't look old in anyway and couldn't seem to be able to grow a proper beard, unlike me. His hair was a deep brown colour and I had an undying urge to run my hands through the luscious locks. One of the man's arms was completely covered by a tattoo, much larger than my own. But the other arm was only covered in a black outline which I guessed was going to be another sleeve.
    I had to admit to myself that the boy was hot and seemed like someone I would like to get to know more. There was one slight problem with my life though; I had no idea who he was, or who I was.