'Ugh, I don't wanna do this shit: It's literally putting me to fucking sleep,' I thought as I glared at my homework Drew brought me so I could attempt to keep up with my classmates.
I glanced down at my phone and wondered if Abby was done with her cheer practice yet.
You could text Leo... He's not working today...
I could text Leo, but I've been mildly avoiding him for the past few days.
He's texted me (obviously) quite a few times over the past week and I've ignored most of them as I haven't felt like talking to him. Hell, I haven't really felt like talking to anyone. I probably wouldn't even talk to Abby or my family except I would probably go insane if they weren't constantly here.
I stared at my phone for a few seconds longer before I reached out and grabbed it.
I dialed Leo's number and got up from the only table in my hospital room; slowly shuffling over to the bed.
Ring... Ring... Ring...
"Since you're listening to this message that means I'm probably not around, so if you'd like to leave me a message, I'll get back to you as soon as possible," came Leo's confident, deep voice. I could tell he was smiling through the whole message simply by the tone of his voice. Do I pay that much attention to him? Wow...
I ended the call and stared up at the ceiling for a minute. He was probably pissed at me for not answering any of his texts the last few days, but in my defense, he knows I'm sick and that I haven't felt like talking lately.
To: Leo
Hey, babe. I tried calling you, but you didn't answer so...
I don't know. Call me later maybe?
I sent the message, even though I was nervous that he was avoiding me now, but as soon as I hit the 'send' button my phone started ringing.
Leo's calling...
I felt my heart rate pick up just from those 2 words, not only because I was nervous that he was probably going to bitch me out for ignoring him, by simply because it was Leo calling.
"Hey," I said nervously as I answered the call.
"Hey, I saw that you called," was all he responded with.
"Yeah, I was... Uh..." I stammered, not wanting to tell him that I was calling because I was bored.
"You were?" he pressed teasingly.
I sighed before nervously blurting out, "I'm sorry about ignoring you. I know you're probably pissed at me, but..."
"Sweetheart, I'm not mad at you, I am slightly annoyed that you won't let me visit you, but I know you've been feeling shitty, so I'll let it slide," he cut me off.
I breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're not mad at me and trust me you wouldn't be attracted to me if you saw me right now." I wasn't joking either, I did look like complete shit.
I not only haven't showered today, but I haven't shaven in days, so I looked like... Well, like someone who was stuck in a hospital, feeling like crap.
"No, I'm not mad; and oh, really?" he said, obviously teasing.
"Oh, really what?" I asked, confused.
He chuckled. "Oh, really I wouldn't be attracted to you? I don't think that's possible, Eathy."
"Oh, it's possible; believe me," I said attempting a grin.
"Nope. It's not possible. No matter what you say; you are incredibly handsome, sweet, funny..."
"Okay, I got it." I laughed embarrassed.
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ORIGINAL:The Boy With A Touch Of Cancer(BxB)
Teen Fiction"Leo pinned me against the wall with his hips; his hands gently gripping my wrists, keeping my arms above my head against the cool brick behind me. His beautiful, hazy blue eyes -that had turned straight quicksilver, again- were filled with such an...
