Give me Time

12. Waking up

Chapter 11: waking up

My eyes open slowly and I lightly gasp for air.

I look around the room and realize that It's my hospital room. That's weird...

"I don't remember getting here." I whisper to myself and look down at my hands. My eyes travel to my body that's in a blue hospital gown and they widen. How the fuck-

"That's because you were unconscious," I whipped my head to the left side of me where I heard the male voice. "And giving me a damn heart attack."

Landon was sitting in the recliner by the photo wall in the corner of my room. He looked like he just woke up as he ran a hand through his hair and opened his eyes tiredly. He also looked a little distraught with his hair a mess and his clothes wrinkled. All in all, he looked hot. Like really hot.

Oh god ew why'd I just do that. Totally not the right time for that shit. Wow.

I sit up quickly. "Why are you-" I stopped mid-sentence and silently screamed when I felt a sharp pain spread throughout my whole body making me tense up and freeze. I hugged my knees to my head as it pounded.

Landon quickly walks over to me with wide eyes, reaching his hands out to help me. "Shit Layla you should probably stay laying down." He says. I  slowly stretch my legs back out and keep my hands on my head as he puts one of his hands on my hip and the other on my upper shoulder, really close to my neck. The contact made me flinch... not because it hurt but, you know I'm not quite sure why.

He quickly removes his hands. "Shit shit... did I hurt you?" He asks sincerely and I laugh a little. "No, no you didn't."

"Oh ok good"

I try to lay back down again and this time when he puts his hands behind my neck and on my hip I don't flinch, thankfully. His hand behind my neck makes me think of something though... Him catching me from falling. Suddenly, it all comes back to me. The dizziness, the mini fights, the passing out. Wait. I passed out.

"I passed out." I state when I'm laying down, my hands still on my face.

"Yes, you did." Landon replies, removing his hands from me but staying close.

"You caught me when I was falling."

"Yes, I did."

"How long was I out for?" I ask while removing my hands from my face.

"2 days." Wow that's quadruple the amount of time I was out for when this first happened.

"How long have you been in here?"

"2 days."

Heat rushes to my face and my eyes widen.

"Why?"

"You scared the absolute shit out of me. I thought you di- uh and it made me feel like shit and I thought I could've helped you but I didn't and-" He noticed me smiling and stopped. "Why are you smiling?" He asks.

"You thought you killed me." I laughed and he frowned.

"It's not funny."

"No no it is. So wait, you just touched me and I haven't even showered in 2 days." That's horrible.

"It's fine honestly. I really don't care." He shrugs.

"I do. I need to shower and change clothes. I feel disgusting and I probably look like it too." I say and I barely lift my head off the bed before Landon lightly pushes it back onto the pillow.

"You don't look disgusting. You have this natural glow of sweat and drool on your face. It's quite a gorgeous sight." He smiles and I self consciously put a hand to the corner of my mouth. Asshole.