We're Just Friends [BOOK 1 Of The 'We're Just' Trilogy]]

"Penny for your thoughts"

E I G H T E E N

Beep beep beep

I hear an annoying sound, i groan "make it stop" i cover my ears weakly, my arms feel like jelly as i lift them. My eyes squeezed shut and my voice hoarse.

"Anna?" I hear someone whisper before i fall asleep..

》》》》》》》 A few hours later 》》》》》》》

My eyes snap open and quickly shut when all i see is bright light "what the fuck-" i groan, soon enough i feel the aching all over my body.

"Anastasia" i hear a familiar voice call out and a chair squeaking. I manage to open my eyes only to meet wide, tired green ones "Nathan..?" I rub my eyes, pushing myself up.

"B-be careful" he mumbles as he helps me sit up. I feel a sharp pain in my thigh and i wince "what the hell happened?" I look around to see light blue walls with whispy looking white patterns on them.

Then i hear that annoying beeping again "can someone shut that the fuck up" i mumble as i hold my head. "I-i can't exactly do that considering its your heartbeat" he chuckles, sitting back down. I frown.

Heartbeat?

"Yeah i have a lot of explaining to do.." he says softly, leaning closer in his seat and resting his intertwined fingers beside my leg as he looks down at them. "I found you lying on the sidewalk about 30 minutes after i got a call from you, i thought you called me by accident so i hung up when i all i could hear were muffled voices. I was on my way home and found you, you where ice cold and laying a pool of your own blood and i almost pissed myself. You where pale and your lips where chapped.. i almost thought you where dead until i felt your faint pulse.. i brought you here.."

I blink, processing everything he just told me before the memories came flooding back. I wince when i remember the amount of kicks i got to my side.

"What happened.. you know, before i arrived?" I chew on my bottom lip, looking down at my hands "i was walking back to the apartment.. and someone mugged me, but i never carried anything except my phone. Thankfully he never took it but he got so mad i-" i choke, not realizing i was crying.

Nathan reaches over and rubs my back "shh.. its okay, you're okay" i wipe my tears with the backs of my hands "i was so scared, pierce wasn't answering so i tried you and when you answered i screamed.. hoping you'd hear me but you didn't" my voice lowers with every word as i stare at my lap, a few tears dropping onto the soft blanket.

"I'm so sorry anna.. i swear i never heard you but i would've come if i did" he apologizes.

"You seem to apologize a lot of someone who can be a dick" i mumble with a smile, he gives me a half assed one as he looks at me with worry "i really am sorry.." i take a deep breath and give him my biggest, most genuine smile.

"Its okay Nathan.. it wasn't your fault" he smiles "alright.. but i got your something" he reaches beside him on the floor and pulls up a paper bag "i drove around every antique store in london and i finally found it.." he hands me the bag, i give him a confused smile as i take it.

I open the bag and pull out a large box, it looks old. Like its been kept away and not touched for years, i open the box and a grin breaks out on my face as i stare at him in complete shock "you did not.." i whisper as i open it full and hold it up.

"My grandmothers clock!" I gush happily, tearing up a little "how much was this?!" He shrugs nonchalantly "priceless. That's all i can say.." he gives me a toothy grin.

"Nathan you didn't have to" he chuckles "you said it was important to you, it holds sentimental value.." i drop it in my lap and pull him into a hug, but whimper when i feel my whole side throb from the sudden movement, he pulls away slowly "i said be careful, you cracked a rib you idiot.." i frown "you never said anything about a cracked rib" he cocks a brow "i didn't? Oh well.."