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

Chapter 13 - Too fucking early...

"Too fucking early..." he barely croaked, his throat raw from the tubes.

Larry smiled up at Sal, thankful that he was still alive to see his gorgeous face once again, even if it was just his prosthetic. He started to cry, realised what he had done,

"Sal...I'm so s-"

Sal put a finger to Larry's lips, shushing him. He shook his head as Larry went to speak again.

"I know, babe... I know..." 

Sal stood up, replaced his prosthetic and walked out the room to find some doctors or nurses now that Larry had woken up. Larry tried to sit up but was too weak, he pulled all the monitors off him, causing them to flatline. Sal ran back to Larry's room hearing the alarms going off, a doctor and a couple nurses followed him. Sal sighed as he saw Larry was ok, he walked over to his bed and playfully punched him in the arm,

"You fuck nugget! You need to stop scaring the shit out of me, you dick nozzle!"

Larry burst out laughing, the doctors beside him gave a slight chuckle too,

"Really? Dick nozzle is the best you could come up with?"

Sal started to chuckle himself, realising how stupid he sounded. Some more footsteps came down the squeaky corridor, they sped up as they got closer to the room. Lisa burst into Larry's room with a carrier bag of food from the shop downstairs. She looked at the bed, seeing Larry's beaming face, well as 'beaming' as it could be anyway. She dropped the bag and ran to hug her son, her eyes watering with tears,

"Larry Johnson! Don't you dare leave me again, you are grounded mister!"

Larry smiled and hugged her back, 

"Oh come on! How long am I grounded for, and does being in the hospital count as grounded too?"

Lisa just laughed as she straightened herself up, wiping tears from here eyes, she shook her head and turned to the doctors,

"Right, now that everyone's here, and conscious, we still need to do a few more test on Mr. Johnson, make sure his system is clear of dangerous drugs but then, we should be able to discharge you." He turned to Larry, "Do you want to get started now, or in a couple hours when your strength is back?"

Larry struggled to sit up but just managed to, he smiled at the doctor,

"Now if it lets me get out of here faster!"

Lisa put her hands on Sal's shoulders, pulling him towards the door to give Larry and the doctors some privacy. Lisa fell to her knees and hugged Sal, she started to cry again,

"I-I thought he w-was..." 

She couldn't even finish her sentence before choking up, sobbing even harder into Sal's shoulder. Sal wasn't quite sure what to do. He hugged Lisa, putting a hand on her back, rubbing it in comfort. He sighed,

"I know mum...but he's still here, that's all that matters, right? We can deal with everything else as long as he's alive..."

Lisa took a big sniff and stood up, drying her face with her sleeve,

"I'm sorry, Sal. I shouldn't be putting this onto you... anyway, why don't we eat?"

Sal looked up and Lisa and nodded. They sat down on the horrible waiting room chairs outside Larry's room, waiting for Larry to finish his tests.

After about 30-40 mins, the doctors emerged from Larry's room, holding numerous pieces of paper with his test results on. The doctor approached Lisa and Sal as they were munching on some ham sandwiches Lisa had bought. They both sat up, eagerly waiting for the results.