I snuck into his room. "Ashton!"
The nurse was in there, "Okay, look. I don't know what your problem is. The kid is sleeping, you don't need to be here for him all the time."
"He just called me, not even 5 minutes ago?" I showed her my recent calls.
"That's very strange, ma'am."
"Who are you? Because I don't play games with people. I know there's something weird going on here. And you, you are going to tell me or I am going to raise some trouble."
She looked at me. I looked at her. Pure tension.
"Okay," she said. "Fine. Whatever. I'll tell you."
I sat down in the chair.
"I'm a nurse here, that's legitimate. The only reason he woke up so early was because I used a new drug to wake him up, it's considered dangerous and illegal. But it's not a street drug, it's a failed one from labs making our medicines. Nothing else is suspicious about me."
I welled with slight hurt and anger, "I swear. If he dies or has a seizure or something bad, I'll-"
"You'll what?" She asked.
"I don't know, but it's probably going to involve you getting into a real heavy lawsuit and your job will be gone, possibly years in prison. So I'd think about getting this drug out of his body ASAP."
She looked shocked at how much I knew. "Fine. But he isn't going to die."
I just squinted my eyes at her.
Now.
She gave Ashton some water as I watched from the hallway. He went to the bathroom, and the nurse came over to me.
"Happy now? It's going to be out of his bloodstream. I'm guessing there's going to be sliiiight side effects."
I sighed, "Like what!"
"Not bad ones. Just maybe you being cloudy in his memory and him going back to let's say sleep."
No. No. No! You stupid little- ignorant selfish- "If he completely forgets me," I said, "I'm going to have a word with your boss."
She sneered, "Good luck."
I left before he came back into his room. I drove home, and finished my report. Michael texted me Are you ok I saw your car drive back to the hospital
I sighed and texted him back. Yeah, the nurse and I had a little discussion. She's an ignorant little- just- UGH
Would a kiss make it better?
I smirked. Mayybe(;
;* I'm really tired though
;* Goodnight Michael. I'll text you tomorrow.
Shit I have to work in the morning at stahbucks.
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I woke up and headed over to my job, where I was interested to see Hazel. She always comes through the drive thru where I work.
"Haze," I smiled. "4.80"
She handed me the money, "How's everything?"
"Well, Ashton fell off a roof the other night and he's in the hospital. But he's fine, his leg muscle is just pulled."
"Well that's good," she said.
I brought her her coffee, "Have a nice day. Talk to you later!"
She waved and drove off.
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Dyed Hair Rock Show [Michael Clifford]
Fanfiction"Oh, I'm sorry." Their eyes met over the music. There was definitely a connection, but was it really meant to be? Him with his band, and her with career plans, crazy exes and a new distraction- Ashton.