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The whole morning was pretty boring, but yet kinda busy.
After the blood test, I was officially admitted which meant changing into the uncomfortable hospital gowns and getting an infamous medical band that says random stuff about you.
I also texted Noah while I waited for Dr. Carraway to come get me for my head CT.
Noah texted me saying that he would be at the hospital in exactly 30 minutes as soon as Clemens' lecture ended.
Noah would occasionally send me jokes while in the middle of class, but I didn't want him to get in trouble.
As soon as I got out my laptop and dental textbook to start studying, Dr. Carraway walked in with a wheelchair.
"Ready?" She asked as I left everything on my bed and got out of it, heading towards the wheelchair.
The ride down a level towards the familiar radiology was awkward and quiet, neither of us made conversation and the trip wasn't that long anyways.
And of course, Bryan was working the CT scan.
I went to the bed, knowing the drill, since CTs and MRIs are almost the same.
I saw Dr. Carraway leave and walk into the computer room as I adjusted myself on the bed.
Bryan walked over and perfected the way I was on the bed, moving my head and everything.
"Music?" He asked with empathy in his voice.
"No." I said not paying any attention to him.
"Hey, I'm really sorry about everything and if you ever need me, Willow."
"I'm fine." I said before I could listen to anymore of Bryan's stupid empathetic spiel. He had a chance to actually care for me, and now that something has happened, doesn't give him any right to just act like everything is fine. Plus, I have Noah now, and he is everything I could have asked for, and so much more.
Bryan sighed before he pushed the button for the bed to move into the scanner and the scan to start.
The CT scan was no where near as loud as the MRI was and it was much quicker. Just in 15 minutes, I felt the bed being pulled out of the machine and I saw Bryan standing with the wheelchair.
"Dr. Carraway asked me to take you back to your room." He said as I got out of the bed and went to the wheelchair, not wanting to talk to him or give him a response.
The way to my room was even more awkward than the way from my room.
It seemed like Bryan was wanting to say something the whole time, but he held his tongue.
Well he tried to, until he saw Noah sitting and waiting in my room.
Bryan just let a little scoff and left me to get out of the wheelchair and go to my bed.
Bryan was trying his hardest not to pay attention to Noah and directed his focus back to me.
"Dr. Carraway will be back up here soon." He said as he took the wheelchair and quickly left.
There was a moment of silence before Noah spoke up.
"I think I scare him." He suggested which only made me laugh, two frat boys from the same fraternity being over confident with the other one, wow.
"Hey Willow, guess what?" He asked, moving to sit next to me in the bed.
"What?" I asked not knowing where he was going with this.
"I love you."
"I love you too." I said, sneaking a quick kiss in before being disrupted by Dr. Carraway.
"So, your scans looked the same, which is somewhat good, since nothing is growing. This also means that we're going to follow through with my original plan." She said, pausing before she continued.
"We're going to start a few rounds of chemo tomorrow, and then hopefully the tumors can shrink enough so that we can remove them. Questions?"
I looked to Noah who was already looking at me.
I shook my head no before I nuzzled into Noah's chest where I found warmth.
"I'll see you in the morning then." Dr. Carraway mentioned as she smiled and begun to walk away.
I looked up to Noah and stared into his gorgeous eyes as she completely left my room and shut my door.
I was waiting for a reaction from Noah, or for him to say anything.
"Remember Willow, I will always be here for you."
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