Chapter 32

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Song of the Chapter: Glitter Isn't Gold by Chase Buddy // America by Paige Duddy.

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Name of Chapter: Leave.

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Kayleigh's POV

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"You're doing really well, Vic." The nurse said to Vic. She was a new nurse to the one he had a few nights ago, and she was just as nice too. Me personally, I didn't like her. But I have a feeling that would have to with the fact Vic was drooling over her British accent. What can I say? I get jealous really easily.

The nurse looked at the machine that took Vic's heart rate and stuff, wrote on her clipboard and then left the room with nothing but a small wave goodbye.

"Her voice is just-" he started.

"We should get jobs" I changed the subject before I got sucked into another conversation about British accents and how 'they're so amazing' and about how he wishes he had grown up in England.

"That's a splendid idea" he replied, taking a sip of his orange juice.

"Splendid? Now you're going to start talking like a Brit? Great " I rolled my eyes. This nurse needs to leave this damn hospital.

"I've decided to broaden the horizon that is my vocabulary" he said as he stretched his arm out in front of him.

"Well, if you don't stop talking like that I might just have to broaden your nose with my fist!"

"Woah, woah. No need for that, I've got plenty of injuries now thanks."

"Doesn't mean you can't have more." I narrowed my eyes at him, and he just laughed.

"Are you jealous?" He chuckled, nudging me in the arm, "I am surprised."

"Well, I was born to surprise, and mildly entertain the small minds of the world, and as I can see I am doing my job in a satisfactory manor." I retorted.

"Ooh, snappy today are we?" he smiled, and I managed to keep a straight face. But his smile is contagious and I grinned along anyway.

"Do you think Janice is going to visit? Not that I want her to, but I am curious to know if she wants to see her hanky-panky partner."

"Hanky panky partner? Really?" He showed no signs of being embarrassed, his face was red, but that was because he was trying to stop himself from laughing.

"What else do you want me to call you two? Kanoodle buddies? Fuck ducks? Or even worse, frickle frackle friends?"

"Frickle frackle friends sounds like a kids show." He snorted. "And to answer your question, no I don't think she'll turn up. And even if she did I'd ask her to leave because you're the only one I want here."

"Stop. Your making me blush" I covered my cheeks with my hands, rolled onto the hospital bed and hid my face in the pillow. Stupid Vic being all cute and shit.

"You know, you smell really nice."

"Thank you." I lifted my face from the pillow and scooted closer to him, "but you know, I wish I could say the same about you" and as a joke, I pretended to choke. Because I am a wonderful friend.

"You don't understand how much I want to shower. But they won't let me" he pulled a sad face on me.

Damn he is adorable.

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