Sterile (PLANCE HOSPITAL! AU)

Chapter 6

April of that year
Pidge's PoV:
They are taking out my NJ tube today. I'm kind of nervous but also kind of glad. It's so itchy and I'm tired of getting nosebleeds and waking up in a puddle of blood. I look at my small calendar in my room, April 9th. Me, Lance, and Allura all made an agreement that, if me and Lance had our meds on time, ate and drank and I emptied my stomach on time then we would be granted one (1) day, 24 hours, dusk to dawn out in civilization. So, starting on that very day we were so rigorous with our food and meds we would set timers and alarms on our phones so we would never miss our daily nutrition and our medicine. We were doing pretty well for two 19 year olds. No, scratch that, I turned twenty exactly six days ago, lucky me. I wonder when Lance's birthday is. Speaking of the Cuban boy, my brain is always thinking about him and I have no idea why. I tried to explain these feelings to Keith and he just screamed "I SHIP IT!" and ran out of the room to tell Shiro...something...I was left there panicking about wether or not Lance just heard all of that. As I sat on my bed though, I began to think. Do I have a crush on Lance? I mean, he's been really helpful when I'm struggling with feed or when meds won't go through my line. We laugh all the time and when I have bad nightmares from the crash he always calms me down.
I googled my symptoms.
Google says I have a crush.
I hate love.

-Time skip: late afternoon brought to you by Google's Matchmaker Web Search-

"Okay, are you ready?" Asks Allura, it's finally time to take out the NJ tube, I have some calming medication in my IV line and  a squeeze ball if things go to shit.
"Yeah, I'm ready" I say, Lance is joining us in this special event as my moral support. What a good crush. Allura starts to pull. Have you ever had a really bad nosebleed and, put a napkin or tissue on it and when you take it of it pulls out a really long, mucus-y clot? That's what it felt like to have an NJ tube pulled out. It made me want to sneeze. Which I did and out came the end of the tube, all yellow with the food and intestinal acids. Lance gagged and squeezed my hand. I felt a light blush dust my face. Just like that, I had had no NJ tube. I did have a bloody nose again though. "Great job, Pidge." Said Allura as she wipes my nose, "Lance," She turned to him, "work on not gagging." And walked out with the tube. Me and Lance looked at each other, I smirked so hard my throat hurt, that made us break out in to gut wrenching laughter. Of course that made my nose bleed worse.

Lance's PoV:
She looks so beautiful when she's laughing. WAIT WHAT?! Lance what the ACTUAL fuck are you thinking? I think I'm in love. Well, Pidge is a good person to be in love with though. I noticed her nosebleed worsen and grab a tissue. As I hold it up to her face I finally get to see how beautiful she is up close. Really beautiful. Like. "Damn."
"What" her voice sounded nasally from the tissue, so she sounded like Kermit the Frog.
"Uh, this nosebleed is really bad, huh?" Nice recovery.
"Oh, um yeah, it is."
(A/N AHHHHHH I feel like this scene is going on forever!! Ahhhhhh)
-Time Skip: the next day(I was to lazy to finish the day))
Pidge's PoV:
It was exactly 12:40 and me and Lance were getting ready for our day out. We were packing medical supplies, phones, phone portable chargers, and most importantly, a list of things to do, which we weren't going to follow of course. I wore my shirt that said "In My Defense, I Was Left Unsupervised" shirt and some jeans with my green Converse. Perfect. I was putting together my (green) backpack right as Lance walked in wearing a Gastroparesis Awareness tank top as well as a pair of jeans and blue Converse. He was also carrying a backpack. Only his was blue. That must be his thing. I liked it. I mean...what's not to like about Lance, am I right? Or am I right? "Ready?" He says, yanking me out of my thoughts. I nod and we walk out towards the elevator.
-Time Skip-
The ladies at the reception desk eyed us but Lance told them what we were doing and they seemed to be okay with it. Then, Lance took my hand and lead me through the sliding doors.

A/N- Sorry for another short chapter! But next chapter is where the real fun begins! Also, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Ben AKA benthegayestemo this past school year has been really hard for me but even more for her. So, Bella, If you're reading this (you probably are) I just want you to know that I never hated you and I was never offended by you. When I get there, I expect to see you mentally healthier and happy. Please don't disappear from life itself. There's great things in store for you. Good luck in high school!
K bi!

                                -M