wonder / S.M

four.

ariana's POV.

i was sorting mail in my office when susan, one of the front desk ladies bursted into my office, scaring the shit out of me.

"it's shawn.." she said, looking me straight in the eyes.

i dropped my mail quickly, rushing past her and down the hall to shawn's room. i saw two nurses in there next to him. he had new IV's in his arms and an oxygen mask on.

oh honey, why do you do this to yourself?

i walked in. my heart was pounding rapidly.

"what happened?" i asked quickly.

"when his dad came in he-"

"wait.. when was his dad here?" i asked, anger rising slowly.

"about twenty minutes ago. he threw a fit because we wouldn't allow him to see shawn, so we finally just let him go." one of the nurses said.

i sighed. i face palmed myself and told the nurses to get out for a minute.

i sat in the chair next to shawn, noticing a tear threatening to leave his heavenly caramel eyes.

i grabbed his hand and squeezed it softly.

"don't give up on yourself." i whispered.

he looked over at me and squeezed my hand ever so gently, as if that was all the strength he had. i rubbed his hand with my thumb in a relaxing way. he stared at our hands, then looked up at me.

he removed the oxygen mask and sat up.

"i dont need that thing." he giggled.

"are you sure?" i asked with concern.

"positive." he nodded.

i slowly let go of his hand and stood up, straightening out my doctors apron/robe thing.

"please don't go." he whined.

"im not." i said as i stood with my back faced towards him.

i couldn't think straight right now. all i could think about is him. everything about him makes me so interested, and i hate it. how unprofessional of me to fall for a patient. especially a 20 year old.

i turned back around and sat by him again.

"promise me something." i said.

"sure."

"when you get released, you won't continue to harm yourself." i said

"ariana, that's the only way i can cope with the pain. i have no other way to get rid of it." he said weakly.

he looked straight into my eyes, staring for ages.

"kiss me." he whispered, almost so quiet i couldn't hear it.

my eyes grew wide. did he actually just say that? i began to panic a little, i can't kiss him. that's so unprofessional. im a doctor. he's my patient. nothing more. nothing less.

i felt confident in saying no, until he slowly sunk his teeth into his bottom lip in confusion. his eyebrow arching softly as he continued looking at me.

that is when i gave in.

i hurriedly leaned in over the arm of his bed. my chapped lips meeting his soft, plump lips in a perfect way. i only meant for it to be a short and sweet one, but the electric feeling his lips shot through my body kept me going for more.

he grabbed my hand with his right hand, that being the easiest hand he can use thanks to his IV's.

he bit gently on my bottom lip as i pulled away.

"woah." he gasped as his breathing slowed down.

just as we ended that, a nurse walked in telling me there's another patient i need to see soon.

i nodded my head.

this is terrible. i'm falling head over heels for my 20 year old patient who is in here for a drug overdose.

ariana, what are you doing honey?