Andrew Siwicki x Morgan Adams

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Hello!! We are almost at part 30 now which is cool. Thanks for 17k this is so weird to say this cuz at one point (not that long ago) I was saying thanks for 50-100 reads. So thanks.

So, my posting schedule. Yikes. So school started again yesterday so my posting schedule might be even worse than it was before but I'm still going to try and continue to write chapters for this story when I have free time. :)

Okay. Let's get back to ze storyyyy!!!

Morgan's POV

My eyes widen in shock as Andrew looks at me weakly from the hospital bed.
       "Andrew?" I whisper.
     He squeezes my hand in response.
        "I'm gonna get the doctor... you weren't supposed to wake up yet." I stand up. He pulls my hand weakly.
          "Andrew... I need to get the doctors."
       He opens his mouth and begins to try and speak. "Morgan...." his voice is just as weak as his arms.... "...please... stay..." I sit back down.
           "Do you feel... hurt?"
            "...no. I feel fine." He says.
           "Well you're not. You're supposed to be in a freakin coma Andrew!" I almost shout. I don't know why I feel angry. It's not his fault...
            "Fine. Get the doctors. What if they put me back to sleep Morgan.... I might not wake up." I look at him. I realise now that he's scared.
           "They won't do that. I promise." I stand and instead he lets me go. I go out of his room and to the doctors standing near by.
           "Excuse me... my boyfriend, Andrew siwicki, he's supposed to be in a coma but he's just woke up and he's speaking to me, he said he feels fine." A doctor immediately starts walking toward Andrew's room.
         "We will need to do some tests, but if he stays awake we will keep him for a few days, see how he is, and maybe he will be okay to leave." The doctor says. Full of authority. "This is so uncommon..." he mumbles so quietly I wonder if he's still even talking to me or himself....

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1 week later...

Andrew's POV:

8:07am

I wake up in the hospital bed. I keep having nightmares of the crash. And when I wake up I get confused as to where I am.
         Shane walks in the room just as I'm trying to stand. Standing is hard. But not nearly as hard as what it should be. This is the first time Shane has came to see me since the first night but Morgan has been over every day. I told her yesterday not to come today because she was so tired. I couldn't make her come when she was like that. He comes over and hugs me hoping a bag with the other hand.
          "Hi..." I say.
          "I'm so glad you're okay man..." we pull away and I sit on my bed and Shane sits on the seat.
           "You know I'm getting let out today." I say.
          "Hey... We got you a present." Shane smiles widely and goes into the bag he brought with him. He pulls out an iPhone box. I narrow my eyes at him confused.
          "You're phone got destroyed in the crash. So we got you a new one." He smile proudly at the phone box.
         "That's too much. I was going to get my self one anyway." He puts it on my bedside table.
         "Well now you don't have to. It's the least we could do..." he smiles at me.
          "Thanks Shane. But it's still... a lot of money. I'll pay you back."
           "No you won't." He says in his queen voice. "My peasants don't pay me back. That would make me look mean." He laughs and goes back to normal.
            "How's Morgan?" I ask.
             "She's good, tired I guess. Ryland is kicking her out though. She's going to try and live in the office. But not until you're better."
              "Claire is in the fridge." I say. He stares at me confused.
             "Huh. Has the crash finally made you're brain mess up?" He looks worried so I laugh.
            "No! In the office. Claire, the puppet, is in the fridge in a bag with some chicken and rice. Garrett put her there." I laugh again thinking of Morgan opening the fridge to find one of the many things that could be haunting the office.   
             "Oh!" Shane laughs for while. "Imagine her opening the fridge." He squeals.
              I laugh. It's good to laugh after being cooped up in here for so long. The doctor comes in. He tells me I'm free to leave now, so I pack everything up in a bag they give me. Change into some clothes that's Shane brought for me. (Merch) and leave to go to Shane's house...

Sorry this chapter is really short. If you read the comments on the last chapter, find my replies and that will tell you why I haven't posted in a while. Thank you if you read this tho. I honestly didn't think it would do this well.
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