Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 12 - In a day or two...

This chapter's gonna be crap, ok? I'm sorry! Medical parts aren't quite accurate but are mainly accurate >.<

"Larry..."

The ambulance sped up, it's sirens blazing; racing towards the hospital. The paramedic focused on Larry, counting compressions under his breath. Sal sat back in horror, it was like a movie, moving in slow motion. Larry's head rolling limply with every compression, the HR monitor flatlined in the background.  The ambulanced pulled into the hospital grounds. The doors flew open and doctors whisked him away, disappearing into a set of doors. A nurse came to Sal and put her hand on his shoulder, gently shaking the spaced out boy with tears streaming down his face. 

"Hey there...do you want to come with me?"

Sal couldn't say a word but just nodded, she took him to a small white room full of other people, all waiting anxiously for one reason or another. 

Sally sat there for hours, later joined by Lisa. They sat hand in hand, wishing for news to come. 

"Lisa Johnson?"

Lisa and Sal jumped to their feet and ran after the nurse. They walked through the doors to see Larry lying on the bed. He was pale and had his eyes closed, a ventilator tube coming from his mouth, making whirring sounds as it breathed for him. He had cannulas in the back of both his hands and a HR clip on his finger. Sal dropped to his knees as Lisa ran towards Larry.

"I-is he...?" 

Sal couldn't bare to say the words, he looked at the doctor waiting for a response.

"Well, we have put Mr. Johnson into a drug-induced coma, giving his body time to flush out the drugs and alcohol in his system. We cannot say at his point whether he will make a full recovery but it is very likely he will. We will wean his off the ventilators in a couple days when his bloodwork is clean."

Audible sighs could be heard all around the room. Sal stood up and smiled, he thanked the doctor and walked over to the bed. 

"Can...can he hear me?"

"We can't be sure but it is a possibility."

Sal nodded to the doctor and walked over to Lisa, flinging his arms around her. He leant down and whispered in her ear,

"He's alive, Lisa. He'll get better, I know it"

Lisa smiled and turned to hug Sal. 

"He'd better... or we'll kick his ass!"

They both laughed and stood up, they drew up a chairs on either side of Larry, each of them taking one of his hands. Sal bent down to Larry's ear, hoping that Larry could hear him,

"Come on you fuck nugget, you owe me this much. You're gonna awake up, ok? I'll fucking kill you if you die. " 

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Sal spent the next few days in the hospital, not even going home when ordered too. He couldn't bare to leave Larry like that. He slept in the uncomfortable green hospital chairs, and almost knew every nurse and doctor by name. He always asked the same question, "When will he awake up?" and they always told him "in a day or two". It was never the answer he wanted but he always smiled at hearing it, they still had hope that he would wake up. 

On the fourth day of being in the hospital,  he was woken by the familiar sight of the nurses changing Larry's IV, he sleepily emerged from under the scratchy blue blanket and greeted the nurses. He asked the same question again, but the answer was different,

"We'll try and wake him up in a couple hours. Well...make him breathe on his own at least. He might not wake up quite yet." 

Sal beamed at the news, "Larry will be ok". Lisa went home at night and usually came back around noon, but Sal thought she should know and come in earlier. He rang Lisa,

"Hello? Sal, what's wrong?"

"Nothing mum, nothing's wrong. They're gonna wake Larry up in a bit! You might want to come early"

Oh, Sal that's amazing! I'll be there as soon as I can ok? Bye Sally face"

The phone clicked as Lisa ended the call. Sal turned to Larry and took his hand. 

"Hear that, dude? You're gonna wake up soon, dickhead"

The nurses looked at each other and smiled as they left the room,

"Watch his eyes. He's got adrenaline in his Iv, he might move a little."

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An hour later, a couple doctors walked into Larry's room, shortly followed by Lisa who had just arrived. 

"Ok, now that we are all here, we are going to turn off the ventilators." He turned to Sal and Lisa, "He might not respond straight away, we might have to do a few hand breathes to get him going but he should respond reasonably quickly." 

Lisa and Sal nodded, holding each other's hands for comfort. The doctors pressed a few buttons on the ventilator and the whirring of the machine slowed down before finally stopping. Everyone in the room fell silent, Lisa and Sal held their breath, awaiting for a good sign. Nothing was happening. The monotone beeps of the heart rate machine sped up, everyone whipped their heads around to look at the doctor. The doctor nodded for the nurses to help Larry breathe through the bag. After a few pumps, they replaced the bag with an oxygen mask. Larry's chest rose and fell, the oxygen mask fogged up with his breath. He was breathing. The whole room echoed with a sigh of relief. The beeps of the HR monitor became regular again. 

The doctors finished checking Larry's vitals and headed out of the room, 

"He might start to stir anytime from in a few mins to tomorrow, let us know when he wakes"

Lisa and Sal rushed over to Larry's side, taking his hands. They felt his body move slowly with his breathing. Sal cried tears of joy for the first time, knowing Larry was closer to him. After a few hours, Lisa went out to get food as Sal sat watching Larry, sipping a coffee. He felt Larry's hand shift a little. "Did he move or was it my imagination again?". His thoughts were quickly answered as he leaned forwards; Larry's eyes fluttered under his eyelids. Sal couldn't believe it.

"Larry?"

Larry's fingered intertwined with his own, giving his hand a weak squeeze. Sal leaned down and softly kissed Larry's chapped lips. Larry's eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting Sal's gaze. 

"And what time do you call this sleeping beauty?" Sal said through his tears. Larry looked up at his gorgeous boyfriend and smiled,

"Too fucking early..." 

YAY HE'S AWAKE!!!! Sorry, someone started cutting an onion in the next room...