Pietro's POV
I open my eyes and realize that i must have fallen asleep. I am still sitting on the ground in the hospital's lobby. oh god i gave myself a headache.
"ugh" i groan as i manage to get up to my feet.
"oh shit" i race up up to the front desk.
"excuse me can i see clint barton?" i ask the man sitting at the desk. The man smiles and picks ups a clipboard and pen.
"yes, your name and relationship to mr. barton?" He asks smiling at me. Is he flirting with me? He winks at me. Is he for real? he is flirting with me.
"Pietro Maximoff and I'm a..um..a friend of Clint." I smile. He doesn't Move. He doesn't write any down he just sighs.
"Sorry only family is allowed to see Mr.barton." He stands and starts walking away.
"Wait what if I told you he's not just my friend. He's my boyfriend and he doesn't have any family. I am the closest thing to family he has." I state making the guy stop. His smile lightens knowing that he has no chance with me now.
"Ok then very top floor room 436." He smiles as he writes it down. "The elevator is right over there" he points. I smile.
I walk in to the elevator, push the button and I let a tear role down my cheek. I try and calm myself down before the elevator comes to a slow stop at the very last level listed. I wipe the tear from my cheek and breathe in;and I stand tall.
I step out of the elevator. I look both ways down the hallway. I see nurses and doctors walking around and causally running to rooms when monitors go off.
I walk down the hallway.
"432,433,..435 and 436. Here it is." I say. I take a breath in and twist the door knob and push the door in.
I walk in to a brightly lit room with a tv, and giant window with an amazing view. I glance to the bed. I feel my insides turn as I see the bandage wrapped tightly around his head with blood stains showing through.
Wait is he trying to open his eyes? I think he did.
I pull a chair over the bed an sit down next to his bed. I grab his hand and squeeze it.
"If you can hear me squeeze my hand?" I plead with him. I wait for what feels like ten minutes but it was like a mintue. Feeling defeated I drop my head and let go of his hand but then I feel him squeeze my hand just alittle.
"Do it again if you hear me?" He squeezes full on this time.
"Clint your wake!" I shout as I pull to a hug.
He groans in pain.
"Sorry. I'm sorry. I am so sorry" I say as I back away.
"Pietro is that you?" He asks while looking over me with his eyes in disbelief.
"Yeah Clint it's me. I'm here clint." I say as cup his face in my hands.
"But I saw you die?" He says pulling his head away from my hands.
"No i didn't I came back and explained to you and then you kissed me. When I didn't kiss back you ran out the garage and jumped in you car and screeched out of the parking garage. I went running after you but the weren't looking where you were going and you.. You ..." I choked up " your crashed head on with a light pole. I thought you died I thought I was the reason you died." I sobbed out. He smiled. He cupped my face and wiped the tears off my cheek.
"Hey,it's ok I am ok. It's not your fault your not suppose to cry and drive. It's not really smart." He says laughing a little. Wait crying that's why he crashed.
"Wait your were crying?" I question as he sits up in the bed.
He just frowns.
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So hope you enjoyed sorry I left at I weird spot but I need to sleep so off to bed I go and lol . Go check out in a week or so my new book jack and markipiler fan fiction slash that I will be starting.
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