Greg Brady

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y/n= your name

l/n= last

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Your POV:
"Well I am officially broke!" You say with a smile to your best friend as the two of you exit the shop. You had just bought a dress for a wedding you had to attend in a few weeks.

 You had just bought a dress for a wedding you had to attend in a few weeks

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You checked your watch which was reading 5:40pm. "Ok, I think we should leave. The shops are about to close and I did say I would be home in 20 minuets." You say sounding disappointed. "Ok then let's get to the car." Your best friend had got her full license, you still had to get your 'Ps'.

You looked both ways and you saw a car coming but still crossed. All of a sudden your on the ground with pain shooting throughout your body. "Y/n? Y/n?! Y/N?!" You feel your bestie shake you waiting for a response from you. At the same time you hear a car door slam close and a male voice asking if you were ok? With this last bit of consciousness hear your best friend having a go at the man. "CALL THE AMBULANCE! SHES LOST CONSCIOUSNESS!!!!" Your best friend screamed.

**the next day**

You wake up in an unfamiliar place, in a unfamiliar bed. A cast was wrapped around your right leg and your head was pounding. You see your parents and you best friend sleeping in the chair surrounding the bed. It finally clicked, you were in the hospital. "Mum?" You croaked out. No response. "Mum? Dad?" This woke them up. "My gosh honey are you ok?" Your Mum yelled giving you a hug. "Ouch, yeah I'm fine. What happened?" Your mums yelling had woken your friend up. "Y/n are you ok?!" She yelled as well. "Yes, I'm fine just can you stop yelling and explain why I'm here." Mean while your father was finding a nurse. "Well you got hit by a car while crossing the road." You looked down embarrassed at your clumsiness. Tears started forming in your besties and mums eyes. Finally the nurse came in and said "well Miss L/n, It's good to see that your up. We have to do a few more tests and you should be discharged tomorrow." You nodded in response.

***

You sat there in the bed, bored. Everyone had gone home, so it was just you and the tv. You sighed feeling sorry for yourself. There was a knock on the door hoping for it to be the nurse. Instead it was a boy. He had blue eyes, an Afro, he looked quite tall. He was quite attractive. "Who are you?" "Hello, I'm Greg Brady. I'm the guy who hit you with my car." He have you a small smile. "Oh Hi Greg. I'm y/n l/n." You respond. For some reason you didn't feel angry. "It's nice to meet you y/n. Anyways, I came here to see how you are going." 'Wow this boy is hot' You thought while he was talking. "Oh I'm great, just a broken leg and a pounding headache." You say sarcastically earning a laugh from him. "So, when are you getting released?" All of a sudden he sounded nervous. "Tomorrow, thankfully. I don't think I could eat anymore hospital food." Yet again you manage to make him laugh.

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An hour had passed. Greg was still here talking and laughing with you. The nurse came in. "Excuse sir, but visiting hours are over. I'm afraid I'm going to ask you to leave." "Ok then. May I just have a private moment with her for a second?" He asked. You were definitely confused. "Of course. Just be quick." She day exiting with a smile. "Y/n, I know we just met but do you want to go out on a date? You know a date to apologise for doing all of this?" He asks with a light blush appearing on your cheeks. "Of course. Here's my number." You say while grabbing a napkin and a pen, scribbling down your number. He takes the napkin and puts it in his pocket. "Ok, goodbye y/n." He leans down and pecks your cheek before leaving the room. Now it was your turn to go red in the cheeks.

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Right, so I am stuck for ideas. I do have some preference ideas but not imagine ideas. 😅

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