I was in hospital last night and bored out my fucking brains so this gave me a little inspo as I was boredddd All Gucci tho —
I stare at my phone, looking at the time. 2.20 am. I was so tired, and had had no sleep. I had gone to accident and emergency after the operator had told me too, after reporting bad chest pains. Yay. I lay awake, staring at the bright white light above my bed.
I unlock my phone to snapchat, and message my boyfriend Ethan, sending him a nice mug from the hospital beds, expecting him not to respond.
I suddenly get a notification „baby<3 is typing..." and smile, seeing him awake - finally someone to talk too. My mum had just left to go and buy me a bottle of water, and I open his message
Baby<3: Omfg are you ok?
I smile, sending him another double chin mug with the caption - "all Gucci - kinda!"
He opens it, and I wait for a response. And wait. And wait.
It's soon 2.45 and my mum comes back in, and hands me a bottle of water, before walking back out again. Great.
3am rolls by, and still no message back from Ethan. I was so bored, so began fixating on the flashing mashines around my Fingers, chest and arms, and the canula needle in my hand - I hate needles. Gives me the Heebeejeebies.
I soon hear doctors talking about me as they walk past, and their chatter fades. Footsteps arise again, and I hear my moms familiar voice say "she's just through there".
The curtain pulls back, and I see Ethan, who's smiling face drops as he sees me, and he does to shroud me in a hug. "Princess are you ok?" "Oh yes Ethan- absolutely great" I laugh "Sorry" he jokes "Ethan I'm tired and I hate needles and I'm cold and I want to go home" I pout. "We're not going anyway until you're ok" he says, planting a kiss on my forehead, and sits in the seat next to bed, and I knock my head back. "You ok?" "Yh. Just breathing is like.." I say, taking in a deep breath. "Sure you're ok?" "Fine" i smile, and he gets up to kiss me again, his sweet scent wafting from his pajamas. Cutie. „How comes you were awake e?" I mutter. „You said you weren't feeling well earlier so I stayed up incase you messaged" i smile, noticing how lucky I was.
4am rolls by. 5am been and gone. And Ethan stayed, his head and arm slumped onto the hospital bed as he slept with me there, and held my non-needled (?) hand.
He gets up, as I ask him for water. He pulls out his phone, and I pose for a pic doing a peace sign (goof) and stickig my tounge put. I was delirious. He took one after sitting down again, and captioned it on snapchat:
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@/ethandolan: Been a long night bup. I hope your ok <3
I look at him as my eyes drift shut again, and I focus on my shallow breaths.
I open my eyes and stir slightly, and wake up, checking my phone time - 7.50 am I was no longer wired up to anything, and see Ethan getting up, ready to help me up. „You're Free to go, and luckily they've found out what's wrong, and it's ok " he says, hugging me.
