Tainted

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

I strode down the corridor, ahead of the nurse, looking for Dans room. When I did finally find it, I opened the door and stepped in. As soon as I saw him led there, stitches on his face, tubes in his arms, I ran over to him and jumped on the bed, pulling him in for a hug.

I didn't know why I did it, I just knew I couldn't lose someone else, so the relief I felt was like nothing before.

We were sat there in each others embrace when I heard someone clear their throat behind me. Remembering Chris was there, I stood back up, smiling at Dan, trying to hide the blush in my cheeks.

"Mate, come on, what you been up to?," Chris said, stepping forward and pulling Dan into a man hug.

"You had us worried there for a minute, mate." Chris laughed, as did Dan.

"Just a blood clot you know, all good now though." Dan told him playfully. I suddenly felt like I was third wheeling. They were so close and I barely knew the guy, yet I was already being clingy.

Chris told Dan about how he had to go because he had a meeting or something, but I didn't really listen, I just found myself staring at Dan. His rebellious aura was like a drug to me and yet I had never felt so safe with someone. Something about him just drew me in.

Chris walked over to me and hugged me. Surprised at this gesture, I wrapped my arms around cautiously and patted him on the back lightly. He then stepped away and left. I tried to rid of my confused thoughts and then went to sit by Dans bed.

"Getting cosy with Chris I see." He snapped coldly, crossing his arms and looking away.

"What, no. What are you on about?" I asked him, a little insulted by the tone he had used.

"I can't believe you waited all night, for me." He said, looking down and shaking his head while smiling slightly.

"Well, how else would I have gotten back without getting lost." I told him sarcastically, earning an eye roll and a shove.

Dan shuffled along the bed and patted the now empty space next to him. I got up and led down next to him. He was so warm and safe, and for some reason I found lying with him the most comforting thing. His arm was around my shoulders, I was curled up on my side, my head and hand on his chest. I fell asleep to the soft beating of his heart and the steady rise and fall of his breathing.

Dans POV

I looked down at her while she slept peacefully. She was so beautiful; even with her knotty hair and smudged mascara.

When Chris had hugged her, I felt a pang of jealousy. I didn't know why I was so jealous, fretting over it. Some things never change.

I already trusted her just as much as I did Chris, maybe even more. And I'd known him my whole life.