Taylor Caniff Imagine Book

Hospital Trips

Your P.O.V
I got a call from Kevin, Taylor's dad, telling me to come to the hospital A.S.A.P. I grabbed my shoes and ran to Taylor's range rover. He left it at my house when he slept over yesterday.
Once I got to the hospital and parked the car, I ran straight to the front desk. "Taylor Caniff?" The lady stood up and lead me to him. She was telling me how he shattered his arm and dislocated his wrist after a four wheeling accident. I didn't really pay attention I just wanted my baby to be alright. I entered the room he was staying at. His dad and his brother, Jordan were there too. I looked around the room and saw Taylor's sleeping figure on the plain hospital bed. Taylor's face looked so peaceful. Kevin and Jordan left us alone and went home to get some clothes for Taylor.
I sat down on the bed holding Taylor's hand, on the arm that's NOT broken. "Tay, wake up babe. It's Y/N." I used my other hand to run my fingers through his hair. He groaned in pain and opened his eyes slowly. "Hey baby." He said in his cute raspy voice. "How are you feeling?" "Like crap. I have to wait a few more hours till I can get surgery. The surgeon isn't here." He frowned. "Where's my dad and Jordan?" He said sleepily. "They went home to get some clothes." "I hate hospitals." He muttered. I giggled, "Who doesn't." He looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you." He whispered, "For what?" I was confused. "For everything. You've been there for me ever since and just-" He took a deep breathe. "I'm thankful for someone like you." He was tearing up. "Aww baby." I hugged him, careful not to hurt his arm even more. "I'll always be here for you." I smiled. He smiled. I leaned in and pecked his lips. "Go back to bed. You need to rest." He nodded and closed his eyes. "Will you still be here when I wake up." He said, eyes still closed. I squeezed his hand, saying yes. He smiled and drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.