Homecoming? Well sorta

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*Izzy’s POV*

            I quicly ran out of the hospital and went to the parking garage. Shit, I just realized that I didn’t drive my own car here.

            “Need some help?” I looked around trying to see where the voice had come from. Suddenly I saw Aiden pop out from nowhere.

            “How did you know I was gonna be here?”

            “I figured Noah would be leaving today so I ran some of his clothes and stuff over, I was just about to head up actually.”

            “Wow, I was actually about to go head out and get stuff for him.”

            “Lucky I came then.”

            He wasn’t acting like himself. Usually he is bubbly and hyper, but now he is being very sly and calm. All around very unlike him. We walked in silence back to Noah’s room. When we stepped in he seemed slightly shocked, before I got a chance to explain Aiden did.

            “Hey I stopped by your house earlier to get you some clothes because I figured you would be leaving today, and I ran into Izzy on my way up.”

            “Oh…ok, thanks Aiden”

            I felt as if Noah could sense the change in Aiden too. He gave me slight look, showing he did notice it. I guess I will talk to him later.

            “When you are done, do you want me to drive you guys home?” Adien questioned.

            I looked at Noah wanting him to respond, I didn’t mind going with Aiden, yet I didn’t mind going in a taxi either. He looked at me as if asking if it was ok to go with him.

            “Um, yeah that’s fine, thanks Aiden.”

            The next hour or so consisted of Noah slowly getting ready, and us leaving. Noah found comfort in the backseat, so while Aiden drove I sat in the passenger seat. I had the shade pulled down and the mirror pointing towards Noah, just making sure he was ok. Soon we arrived at Noah’s house, quickly saying thank you to Aiden, me and Noah started up to the house.

*Noahs POV*

            As we walked up to the house I tried my hardest not to wince. I just hurt so badly. My leg isn’t the problem. I had a pounding head ache and my chest was tight and aching with an occasional stabbing pain shooting though my lungs with a breath. I tried so hard not to show pain, this would subside soon and I can’t have Isabelle worry anymore. When we got inside I hobbled over to the couch and collapsed onto it. Everything was so exhausting, soon Isabelle joined me. As much as I tried to hide pain, Isabelle knew it was there.

            “Are you ok? Is your head bothering you?”

God if she only knew it wasn’t just my head.

            “Uh, yeah a little bit.”

            “Babe, you and I both know it isn’t just a little bit, do you want some pain meds? Or ice?”

            “Both would be nice actually.”

            She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before going to go get the ice and medication. It felt like eternity before she came back. She handed me the medication and a glass of water. I took it immediately just wanting relief.

            “Noah? Do you want to go lay down?”

            “Do you mind?”

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