The New Kid Runs A Gang

The Gang Says Hello

Alex's POV

I woke up to Thomas falling on the floor, and i screamed his name. "Thomas! Jesus what happened??" i said while making my way to him. I looked him up and down, while he groaned and arched his back trying to touch his leg. I looked at his leg, realizing that it must have been his leg that was bothering him. His leg had been red with a eggy white middle. the outer rim of the wound had been pulling back, like someone had torn the bits of red flesh away from the wound. The flesh looked lumpy, like someone had been blowing bubbles in it all night. I noticed that he had started shaking, and his eyes went to the back of his head. It looked like he was seizing and i knew he had never had a problem with seizures. "Mom! it's Thomas!" my mom walked into my room and noticed what was happening, quickly grabbed him and ran him to the car. I asked if i could go with and she let me sit in the back to calm him down. "Thomas...it will be alright.." I started crying and breaking down. "Hey, he will be alright. i know you like him, more than a friend normally would, but i want you to know i support you, and i'm sure he will be alright." I looked at my mom and she had been looking at me in the visor and smiling.

We got into the hospital and the nurses took him and we weren't allowed to go in with him while they were fixing him. A nurse came to us to tell us what was going on. "He had a tetanus infection. Did he scrape or puncture himself with something rusty?" I looked at my mom and she nodded, saying i was allowed to say what i needed to this nurse. "yes, i have a rusty bed frame that had a couple nails loose. He must've hurt himself on one of the loose rusty nails on accident." The nurse sighed and nodded. "that would explain the tetanus. You should switch out your bed frame so you don't have to come here for the same thing." I nodded and looked at my mom and she was smiling.

We waited for another hour before they said we could see Thomas. Finally, they let us go see him, but my mom said she would wait and give me and him some space. "Thomas..." i cried, he wasn't awake so i doubted he could hear me. I crawled onto the bed next to him and rested my head on his chest, that was covered by the thin gown they gave patients. "hmm..." I looked up at his face and noticed he was waking up. I closed my eyes and realized how tired i was, since it was 1 in the morning. I woke up to Thomas twirling my hair in his fingers. "Thomas! You ok?" He looked down at me and kissed my forehead. "I'll always be ok if your around me" He said as he smiled.

Thomas POV

I was in a lot of pain but i felt warmth on my chest and legs, along with a light pressure. I opened my eyes to see a sleeping Alex, with his dark hair gently covering my arms. His hair looked so soft i instinctively reached for it and started twirling it in my fingers. He mumbled a little bit and started to wake up. "Thomas! You ok?" I kissed his forehead, and thought out loud. "I'll always be ok if you're around me" i said smiling. This boy can make me feel so many things that no one else can make me feel.

He told me what had happened and why i was in pain. "I see, you should get a new bed frame. I don't want you to get hurt like-"

"Like you did.."

I looked at him and he looked like he was going to cry. His nose was red and his eyes were puffy. "Yeah because-"

"because it's my fault and i should have bought a new bed frame by now.."

"No, because i care about you and if i saw you like this i would be heart broken because i love you."

His eyes widened at my statement and he looked up at me with the most innocent eyes.

"Y-you love me? like for real?"

I nodded showing him that i truly meant what i said. He grabbed my face and kissed me. It was a new kiss, one that was happy and loving and passionate. The nurse walked in and started stuttering. "o-oh dear i-i should h-have knocked!"

" it's fine, was there something you needed ?"

The nurse smiled and nodded her head. "Yes, actually! You have visitors!"

She moved aside and in came my brother and the rest of the gang. And I mean a literal gang.