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Hospital

When I wake up, just like he said he's right there, asleep. But he's holding my hand which makes me smile, he's really nice for a boy I just met, I wonder why he's so nice? After he wakes up he fills his cup of coffee and smiles sleepily at me. The nurse wheels in a cart of tubes and a few needles which makes my body freeze all over. I run a hand through my hair and inhale deeply and Mathew's by my side in an instant.
"Hey, your shaking again, are you alright?" He asks in a quiet soft tone.
"I'm okay I'm just really scared of needles." I speak truthfully and close my eyes. When I reopen them he's smiling like an idiot and I cock and eye brow at him, "what?"
"I am too., don't worry, it won't be too bad." He says assuringly and I laugh.
"You are not scared of needles." I scold and it's his turn to raise his eyebrows.
"I'm offended! What makes you think I'm not scared of needles?" He questions and I can't help but to laugh.
"You have a tattoo." I point out and he smirks.
"I have three tattoos thank you for noticing." He says with a smug smile, "but I am terrified of needles, I just like the adrenaline." He says running a hand through his hair.
"Shut up." I say with my hand on my forehead.
"No joke," he says with his hands up in surrender. "I'll even take you to get your first tattoo, so you can experience the moment." He says speaking with truthful eyes.
"What makes you so sure I don't already have a tattoo?" I question with a smirk and his smile drops to a perfect "o" making me laugh. "I'm kidding, I'm so kidding, no I'm totally terrified of needles." I state and he laughs.
"Ahem." The nurse clears her throat and my eyes snap to her. She's a busty young women with red strait hair and face peircings. I think I'd like to hit her. "If y'all are done talking if like to give you a description of the outcome of your symptoms." She says rudely.
"Well if your done being a bitch I'd love to hear what you have to say, and if not I'd like another nurse, you know maybe that hot one with the muscles I saw you eye balling in the hallway. Yep he sure is a piece of eye candy, I'd like to get to know him real well." I say upping my country accent to match hers and her jaw drops, her cheeks flaming pink.
"Well.. Um.. Um.. Your symptoms link up to a disease we call "
Ménière's disease" you have too much fluid in your ears, have you been experiencing head aches lately?" She questions and I close my eyes.

"Yeah, a lot, I thought it was just my wisdom teeth." I conclude and she smiles, more soft now at least.

"That can be confused a lot with teenagers, but it can totally be cured with some antibiotics, is there and adult we can call to come sit with you and then take you to get your medication afterwords?" She asks beginning to sound like someone who actually works which takes some stress off of my mind.

"Um, well Mathew called my dad but he's at work, I'm sure he won't mind." I say and she smiles.

"Well, you can't pick up the medication since your underage, and we wouldn't want you to go back to school after your episode, so we'll have to go ahead and send you home for the day and we'll send your school a doctors note, okay?" She asks and I nod. I'm just ready to get home, I'm completely exhausted and I haven't even been at school!

"Come on sweet thing, let's get you out if here for the day." He says smoothly after the nurse removes my IV and leaves the room. My head drops and I have to use all my arm strength to push myself off of the bed.

"One last thing." The nurse says sticking her head into the door way. "the medicine we put you in is gonna me you really weak so be careful getting out of here." She concludes and nods after Mathew tells her to have a nice day.

His arm latches around my waist as we walk through the hospital corridor. When we get to his truck he opens the door for me and I turn to face him without getting into the vehicle. "How old are you?" I ask my eyes almost shut.

"Sixteen." He says and I gasp, I thought I was old for ninth grade. "What?" He asks sounding super offended. "I got held back in seventh grade, I failed algebra, big deal." He says in a scoff and i immoderately feel guilty.

"No! I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that, I was just wondering how you have your own truck and how your driving if your in the ninth grade, I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you." I safe in a soft voice and his sweet smile reappears.

"Chill out honey," he says with a chuckle, "um.. It's my brothers truck, but I guess you could say he don't drive it no more so I do. And I may drive illegally...so..." He says with a laugh and my eyes widen.

"your driving illegally?!" I say in a freaked out whisper.

"Yeah, don't worry I got you here didn't I?" He says with a smirk and I slap my hand in my forehead.

"Oh my god. Let's just go before we both get arrested." I say and he chuckles as I climb into the passenger seat.

Tattoos, peircings, and illegally driving.. I need to get the hell away from this boy asap.