I Have To Share A Room With This Strange, Delinquent, Gorgeous Boy? WHY ME!?(1)

26)I Have To Share A Room With This Strange, Delinquent, Gorgeous Boy? WHY ME!?

I stayed the night at the hospital again. This was becoming a bit of a regular thing, and maybe I would remember to bring a sleeping bag and some pillows next time. Tom went home at about midnight. He did offer to stay with me, but I told him that it wasn’t necessary. After a very rough night’s sleep, I was woken by the sound of my cell phone ringing in my pocket.

“Hello?”

“Hero! Is everything okay!? How is he?” it was Gracie, and I knew immediately that she was talking about Rocket.

“He has some pretty nasty burns, but he’ll be fine.” I replied.

“Oh, that’s such a relief.” she said “I tried to call your house phone last night, but Trevor said that you’d spent the night at the hospital again?”

“Yep.”

“Wow, you’re so dedicated. That’s admirable.” she stated.

“Not really…just stupid.” I replied. I shrugged, even though she couldn’t see me. I felt that the shrug was beneficial for my own clarity for some reason.

“No wonder everyone loves you so much. You’re so loyal, and then you’re always really modest about it. I really missed having you around when you moved.” she admitted.

“How long are you staying here for anyway?” I asked.

“I don’t know…” she replied “I mean, I’ve become really good friends with Sean and his family seem to like me a lot too, they said I can stay for as long as I want. I doubt my parents have even noticed I’ve gone.”

“That’s awesome, maybe you can secretly move here without anyone realising.” I suggested as a joke.

“Yeah.” she laughed “I could gradually start bringing my belongings one by one to Sean’s house.”

“Good luck with that. Hopefully he won‘t notice.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

The young nurse from yesterday walked into the waiting room and beckoned me over to where Rocket was. I told Gracie that I had to go, and walked over to her.

“You can visit him again now.” she said.

“Thanks.” I replied.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking…” she began “But are the two of you, like, an item?”

“Umm…I’m not sure. I don’t think so.” I muttered, scratching my head.

She gave me a puzzling look, and I responded with:

“It’s complicated.”

She then allowed me into the ward and I found Rocket as he was a lot of the time, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling. He looked tired.

“Hey.” I said as I walked over to him. He sat up, and acknowledged me with a faint nod of his head.

“You look tired.” I stated.

“So do you.” he replied.

“Hospital couches aren’t exactly the comfiest.” I shrugged.

“You stayed the night here?”

“Of course.”

He rolled his eyes “That really wasn’t necessary. You’ve known since yesterday that I’m fine, so why not just go home?”

“I don’t know…I guess I just didn’t want to.” I said truthfully.

He sighed “Be at home tonight, please.”