You Will Be Okay Here: Christian Novelli

Chapter Thirty Seven

Christian POV:

As a light breeze brushed over Anna and I, we stood in an ancient, abandoned car park waiting for Damon and Brad to meet us. Timmy promised to meet up with us after he finished band practice.

"Yo bitches!" A loud voice behind us yelled. Christian's here I thought to myself. Not long after he arrived, Brad skated up to us announcing he turned down the wrong path and became lost at one point. Personally, i thought that was hilarious as he literally lives around the corner. In fact, we can see the roof of his house from where we are stood. Gathering our surroundings, we skated the streets around town for roughly an hour before heading to a skatepark, a closer one than Burnside. Shittier too!

Anna POV:

"Soooo what did you so when Christian wasn't here?" Brad asked me as we sat on top of a half pipe, swinging our legs off the edge. It was slightly awkward as we had only spoken briefly once before.

"Erm, truthfully, not much. Called Patty, my best friend in the UK, a few times. Watched Christian's YouTube videos." I listed.

"You watched my videos?" My boyfriend asked behind me, so I stood up to meet him face to face.

"I did... Severally times actually" I admitted.

"Wow. I never really thought you would watch them. It doesn't matter whether you do or not but wow. I hope that doesn't make me sound horrible and nasty" he looked down and raised an eyebrow up. From the way he did that, it looked like as he dropped his head one eyebrow stayed in the same place. Not sure why I found it that amusing!

"It doesn't, honest. I missed listening to ya voice and seeing ya handsome face" I spoke, stroking his cheek softly as our eyes met. "Besides, I wanted to watch them" Slowly, leaning in to close the gap between us, as our lips hovered next to each other. At the moment of touch, a piercing yelp came from below the half pipe followed by on mighty bang!

"Shit Damon! You okay?" I shouted as us three friends ran to his side. Cowering his face away, he nodded cradling his right arm as if it was a small, delicate baby.

"It's broken" Christian declared, examining the swelling limb from behind his glasses, leaving one of his own arms wrapped around my waist.

"Fuck it I'm calling an ambulance" Brad spoke, dialling the emergency services as we only had skateboards and were miles away from a hospital.

"I'm okay" Damon struggled. Liar!

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Christian POV:

"Fucking hell guys. Where did the party go?" Timmy exclaimed, entering the hospital waiting room. I wasn't sure if that was offensive or funny. Either way, I laughed. Glancing around the place, I soaked in the atmosphere.

Very diverse. Crowded. You can practically feel the worry and sadness radiating off of some people in the room. Some are very talkative and watching the little ones play in the middle of the room, others are just sitting there staring at the tv or talking/texting on a cellphone. The hospital itself smelled like a synthetic clean death. Florescent lights glared on the tile floors. As we waited, I witnessed many sick, some upset, and some bored. Sitting around just like us, those waiting are sad yet impatient and mad. Laughing to myself, I realise this is why they call them patients; because we must be patient before anything ever gets done.

Considering it was night time, 1:46am to be exact, the waiting room was rather full.

Anna, God bless her, was fast asleep in my arms like a small child who slept so their loving parents would quietly carry them to bed. Lucky her, she wasn't enduring Damon crying in pain, rambling on about the poor quality of service, how he was going to sue the skatepark, how much agony he was in. Etcetera, etcetera.

"Take her home Christian" Brad intoned, motioning towards the snoozing girl in my arms.

"Yeah, I'm here now" Timmy assured. "I'll let you know how we get on. Hurry there seems to be a free taxi outside." He pointed out of the window which overlooked the carkpark. Thanking the boys and wishing Damon a cheesy 'get well soon', carefully, I took Anna home without waking her.