Craig's POV
I stood infront of the hospital. I wasn't a big fan of hospitals, but my friend needs me.
I sucked In a breath, and walked into the hospital. I fixed my glasses and looked at the lady in the front.
"Hello, ma'am. I-I'm looking for Tyler Wilde." I said shyly. She pointed to the elevator, before saying.
"3rd floor, second right room" I rolled my eyes at the snobby voice she had. I went into the elevator, I waited.
1st floor - I fixed my beanie.
2nd floor- playing with my fingers.
3rd floor- I can't do this
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I stood infront of the second door, Tyler was in. I was wanting to leave.
Suck it up Craig, just go in.
I opened the door slowly and walked in. "T-Tyler?" I said, my voice trembling.
"Over here" I hear his sore voice from across the room, my body shook violently as I walked to Tyler's bed and sat in a chair by his bed.
"I missed you" he said, I looked at him. He looked worse, he was like a twig, also his skin was more pale. And the tubes, I started to cry.
"Hey don't cry" Tyler pleaded, I hugged him tightly, getting his gown messy. His hugged back, and rubbed my back.
"Hey I got good news." Tyler said to lighten the mood, I let go and sniffled a bit.
"There's hope, I might survive." He said, I smiled a bit, and wiped my tears away. He started to cough a bit. I started to panic.
"Craig I'm alright" Tyler wheezed, I sighed and leaned back.
"I'm sorry I'm just so flipping worried" I said softly, fixing my glasses a bit.
Tyler chuckled a bit, before grinning. I couldn't help but grin back. "Then stop worrying you big goof" Tyler wheezed a laugh. I laughed along. I missed Tyler playing with the gang he was always the life of the party.
"So when will they get that fucker out of your lung?" I asked, he looked at me shocked.
"I do my research" I mumbled, pushing my glasses up. He smiled
"Well, in a few weeks hopefully." Tyler said, playing with his gown.
'Attention all visitors, Visiting hours are closed.' I heard A speaker say. I didn't even realize how late it was.
"I got to go now, Tyler. I'll come back tomorrow, okay?" I said smiling, he just smiled slightly. I sighed and started walking.
"Thank you" I turned around to see Tyler, looking nervous.
"Thanks for what?" I asked.
"Thanks for being there for me when nobody else was" I heard Tyler mumble. I smiled, and nodded.
Don't give up, Tyler.
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-Ameliia😘
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