Dr. Hoying (Scomiche)

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The last thing I remember was being in a car.
All I know is that it wasn't mine, and I was waiting for someone.
I can't move.
I have a horrible migraine,and I keep feeling sharp pains.
Then I heard someone come into the room.
That's when I realized I was in a hospital bed.
I force myself to open my eyes, just to meet them with beautiful blue ones.
Dr. Hoying's eyes to be exact.
"Hey Mitchy" Scott whispered.
Mitchy... I sighed at the nickname. I like it.
"H-hi Scott." I whispered back. It kinda hurt to talk but I've been through worse.
I gave him a confused look, signaling for him to answer the main question.
Why the hell am I in here.?
He finally understood and replied with
"So basically you blacked out in my car, and Kristin broke my car window." He mumbled the last part.
I opened my eyes wide.
How violent can a girl be?
"We broke up because I told her I was..."
He was....
"God she's such a homophob!" He screamed and slammed his hand on the counter.
I flinched. I've never seen him this way, well I barely know him...
"Your.... LGBT?..."
I know it's none of my business... but I've been through the homophobia to.
My parents hate me.
They disowned me, when I came out as gay. They loved me. Or so I thought.
"I'm bisexual .."
he sighed,and sat down in the visiting chair.
He started playing with his watch,while humming a small tune.
Their was an awkward silence in the room.
"What song is that?" I asked breaking the silence.
"It's a song I wrote. It's called worth it."
"You write music?.."
"I sing to. Have been since elementary school."
He chuckled and shakes his head.
"Dam i was confident back then that I would become famous!"
He sarcastically said and then laughed.
"I did theatre. It was really awkward."
We have something in common. Music and LGBT.
Nice.
"Really?"
He looked up at me, interested in the subject.
"Yeah, I sang a lot.."
as he heard back in the corner store.
"I know. I don't know any tenors."
"I don't know any doctors."
He both laughed and talked.
We seemed to get along really well.
I think I might like him.
Just a little.
"So um have you always lived in L.A"
"I moved here from Arlington."
"So did I.."
"Wow even location we have in common "
I shrugged it off .
We talked for a while longer, until I felt tired and directed off to sleep
I shut my eyes and as I slowly slept I felt a soft pair of lips touch my forehead.
I don't know why but a small grin peered onto my lips as I felt the contact.
Then I fell asleep completely.
Dreaming of a certain blonde doctor.
Helllooo
Sorry for short chapter, pretty busy this week.
Thanks for over 80 reads!
Bai!
P.S school starts next month for me so maybe not as many updates.