my hospital love affair M.C.

the hospital bad boy

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sams pov

"sam" a voice was heard then I was shook "sam come on!"

I didn't even bother opening my eyes I didn't want to be awake "shhh" I moaned

"sam your on welcome duty" I opened my eyes to see parker. parker had been here just over a month he was American. when you think of the hot American guys in books that was parker, he was never the dumb jock he was and still is a straight A student he had a football scholarship for a bording school in the states before he got diagnosed with liver cancer like me. he was 17 almost 18 but he was huge. he was a proper gym lad before the cancer. we get along really well he still had his hair, unlike me. Luckily for him his is curable.

welcome duty was something everyone had to do, we have it welcome the person to the hospital, show them a round that kind of thing. sadly for me I cant get out of this, this time

"nooo" I gowned as I turned over and pulled the blankets over my head

he pulled the covers off me body "move. tracy will go mad if someone has to cover you again" I was never allowed to do the welcome duty because of therapy but my therapist was on holiday so I had no getting out of this.

"fine tell tracy ill get dressed and meet him with the newbie at the main desk" i sighted throwing my legs over the edge of the bed parker put his arm out for me to link with mine to help me walk to my duffle bag and take it in the bathroom to get ready

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with in 15 minuets I was dressed beanie on and in my wheelchair and drips all connected and I was waiting at the main desk and that when I noticed tracy. today he wasn't wearing his normal short sleeved uniform with this tattooed arms hanging out of the end but he was wearing his long sleeved shirt and tie. where was he going?

beside tracey was the new kid.

He smiled this kid almost instantly took an interest in me, as I did in him

"Samantha, how you doin' chick" tracy smiled noticing the hat, I don't wear hats unless its a bad day

"yeah iv only just got up" I smiled lazily while shrugging my shoulders

"coping okay without mickey" he smiled as he stopped at the desk a slight smirk tugged at his lips

"just" I breathed out a laugh, I smiled towards the tall boy sanding slightly behind him "hey"

"alright pet" he said obviously connecting to his Geordie background, his black curly hair framed his face perfectly. The first thing I noticed wasn't the bits of metal in his lips in the form of snake bites but was his stunning eyes. His grey eye and blue eye. The slight stubble covering his jaw made him look alot older than the patient's we normally see here.

"Sam. stage two " I smiled towards him as he replied with

"Tobiias" he smiled running his fingers through his thick hair a small smirk tugging at his lips his eyes sparkled against the light "stage seventeen?" he said confused

I giggled making tracy laugh "stage two cancer." I laughed as the boy before me blushed

"oh. stage one...I think"

I smiled as we said our goodbyes to tracy. we wondered through the clean white halls of the hospital till we stopped "p45. this is your stop"

"on my own...with you" he smirked, looking me up and down. for a ill kid he is a right flirt.

"not quite. on your own yes" I said pointing to the one bed "with me no I'm p70" I said pointing to the end of the hall

"that's a shame" he smirked making me blush. "can I get you if I need you" he asked moving closer to me in my chair. I didn't say anything I just nodded making his smirk larger.

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we made our way down the end of the hall to the main social area of the hospital. we sat together beside the window watching everyone.

"its very territorial" tobiias mumbled

"what do you mean" I asked looking round of the hall full of kids

"its like a prison or a high school. little packs." he pointed to the group of girls painting their nails "mean girls" he continued to point to the group of boys playing FIFA 16 screaming at the tv "jocks." to Lilliana sat on her own like normal reading a book "the bullied nerd" then to john and Daniel "nerds hitting on hot girls not in their league" he said as the two boys who was talking to some of the new girls who still had all hopes of getting better

"kinda...how do you know what prison is like" I laughed. been there done that

"where iv spent the age of 6 to 13"

"oh shit...you ant that good. didn't even get convicted" I bragged

"what you do" he asked not looking at me but at the people around me

I spoke one word and that's all I needed to say. this word was always known as a silencer

"homicide. attempted homicide"

3rd person

silly silly silly little girl. did she really think he cares.

as she finds him fascinating he finds her his next piece of work. as she flutters her eyelashes at the hospitals next bad boy. the only person she should be thinking about is on his way home.

he wont be happy to find his girl all friendly with bad boy