Don't take my memories~Drier

Chapter Seventeen-The Secret Blackness

Kier's PoV
My arms instinctively pulled Drew's figure closer to my own once I felt the younger make shiver violently under his thin hospital gown, and although his face was buried deep within the crook of my neck, far away from my view, I could tell that he was smiling at this action, even if he wouldn't show it. My mind was going haywire as my thoughts tried frantically to work out the situation the pair of us found ourselves in, and how it had come about so suddenly. One minute, Drew had just been sat there on his bed, chatting away to me timidly and then, before I could even understand what was happening or why, he had taken up residence in my arms, giving no choice but to hug him back and bite back my questions of confusion.

The hug was a shock, yet I couldn't deny it was a nice one. Drew was small and his petit figure seemed to fit into the alcove my slumped body created perfectly, making us seem like two jigsaw prices slotting together as our bodies slowly joined together in a warm embrace, sending a sudden shockwave of electricity through my system. I bit back a light gasp at the new feeling and instead smiled idly, finding my hand involuntarily going to Drew's hair and beginning to wind the soft, silky, honey strands around my calloused fingers. His skin pressed against mine in places our clothes didn't cover and every slight movement from Drew caused my body to momentarily stiffen as more of his skin became revealed to me, warming me up each time. It was only now that he was here, in my arms, that I had realised how heatiful the younger patient was. In fact, beautiful wasn't even the right word to describe his angelic features, he was utterly breathtaking.

For a moment, I just sat there, utterly transfixed, my attention taken up completely by the gorgeous specimen in my arms and the cure, lopsided smile etched onto his chiselled features. He barely moved a muscle, but neither did I. It was almost like we had forgotten how to in our little moment, or like we were too scared to move, in case the embrace ended and left us both feeling alone again.

This is wrong, I told myself hurriedly. I had a boyfriend, I couldn't be hugging other men, even if it was just a hug of pure friendship to comfort Drew. Laurence hadn't even heard about my little endeavours with Drew yet, which would just make him even angrier with me if he found out I was hugging him. Because I hadn't mentioned Drew before to be a close friend of mine at the hospital, for fear of Laurence finding my sudden obsession with the boy strange, Laurence would instantly assume it was a lie I created just to get out of trouble and regain his favour. It was doubtful he would ever find out, yet that didn't stop the mind numbing guilt, even though I had technically done nothing wrong. I had no feelings for Drew other than friendship. Did I? No, I'd only just met him and I was merely his shoulder to cry on, nothing more. However, Laurence would never understand that, no matter what wards or evidence I used to present my case to him carefully. I doubt he'd even listen to me. Yet, despite my inner turmoil, I couldn't push him away and instead I pulled him closer, loving the way he snuggled into me in response.

I wouldn't go as far as to say the action showed Drew held complete faith and trust within me, yet I knew it was clearly a start, that would evidently lead to something bigger, though what it was I couldn't say. Just a few weeks ago, Drew had hardly even known my name and had been terrified by my very presence on his lonesome hospital ward. We had only just begun our lunchtime sessions two and a half weeks prior, yet to the younger boy, it clearly felt like it had been much longer than that, and that we had spent much more time together than a few measly lunch-breaks. I had never seen him act like this around anyone before, not even doctor Luke who he'd known for years, so I clearly must have done something incredible to earn his trust so quickly.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop myself" Drew's small voice eventually sounded out, breaking the silence that had fallen over the two of us, though it hadn't been bothering me. It had been a comforting silence, and it had given me some much nedded time to think.