When the moon fell in love with the sun

CHAPTER 2

Hi I did a quick character sketch  in math so I thought I would post it

Ow. I really hope I'm dead. I blink my eyes, The world coming into focus. The room I'm in  is a steril white. Machines beep around me. This better not be fucking heaven. I finally get a good look at the room and it is most definitely not heaven. I'm in a hospital, I lived.
A boy I've never seen sits slumped in the chair farthest from me. He's wearing a white button up shirt and blue slacks. His hair is a bright blonde and in messy curls. His face is covered in freckles and the rim around eyes are red as if he had been crying. Is he the guy who hit me? He couldn't be more than 20 or something, if I was him I would have just drove away.
His shoulder twitches as if finally noticing he was in a uncomfortable position. He wakes up and stretches and I can hear his back pop from across the room.he finally noticed I'm awake and I akwardly look at a machine that is making a whirring noise. "Hey, your alright! " He says. I finally look over to him and his eyes, although blood shot are stunning! They are a pale brown, kinda like sand. "Uh, yeah, how long was I out?" I timidly ask. Who is this guy? "You were only out for a few hours." He says rising to his feet. "Ahhh." He says sinking back into his chair holding his head in pain. "Are you ok?"I ask sitting bolt right in bed, which was not a good idea which I learn from the wave of nausea that rolls over me. "Fuck. Uh yeah, just my a little hung over." He says with an apologetic smile. He was drinking and driving. "Oh." I say. I should be mad, he hit me with his car! But I'm not really, he did kinda save my life indirectly. Oh god does he know I was trying to kill myself? "I'm Sam by the way." He says breaking the silence. "I'm Morgan."
"You didn't have any ID in you so we couldn't get your information or tell your parents." Shit. What was I going to tell them? ' I was going to kill my self but then this very nice and attractive man hit me with his car! So it's all god now!' ".. So I'm paying your hospital bill." My head snapped up at this. "Really? Why?"
"Why?" He says with a laugh, " Because I hit you with a car."
" uh thanks. You didn't really need to do that."
" it's totally fine! Your not hurt to seriously! Just a concussion and a few scrapes on your face." And with that a nurse walks in and sees me. " oh good your awake."She says with false sincerity, which Sam buys. He beams down at her and asks," when can she be discharged?" Politely. " she walks over to my side and pokes around my eye a bit, shining a light into it and stuff. "I'll go get the forms and you both can go." She says with a sarcastic nod. As soon as she disappears out the door Sam slums back into his chair, pleasant facade falling as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "I hate her."he mumbles under his breath. I let out a small giggle, just to be polite. He looks up, small smile on his face. It quickly evaporates as he looks away. "I'm sorry. You were probably already having a bad day and then I come and hit you with a car." You have no idea.
" oh god you parents." Do you still live with you parents? I don't even know how old you are! I'm sorry that must have been so terrifying waking up to some guy whatching you sleep. I'm so so sorry." His head in his hands between his knees. "Hey. It's alright. I'm fine. I'm not mad at you or any thing, and you a way better person than me for staying too." I say in the most calming tone I can muster. The nurse comes back in with a small stack of forms and puts them on the table. " fill them out when your ready." A fake smile pasted to her face. "I'll fill these out while you put you clothes back on. "I washed them downstairs." A deep blush on his cheeks. "Thanks." I say and for once in long time I mean it.