Live While We're Young

Chapter 13

After a while, he pulls from the kiss. The only reason being that the doctor walked in. 

"It's getting past visitor hours, are you staying sir?" He asks. 

"No sir, he's not," I say when Harry looks at me. 

"But wait, can I stay in the family room?" Harry asks. 

"Sorry, but there's a large family occupying it, you'll have to go ho- well, elsewhere than the hospital," Doctor Wolfe says. 

"Sorry, Harry. I just haven't seen my sister in a while.." I say. 

He kisses me gently for about three seconds. 

"It's okay. Love you babe," he says. 

"Love you too," I say as he walks out. 

Almost immediately Briley bursts in, about to scream when she looks at the doctor. 

"Is there a problem, you two brats?" Wolfe asks. 

"Nope, bye sir!" I say giggling. 

He cocks his head, shocked. 

I wave my fingers, my rude way of saying goodbye. 

"Well," he says, hustling out the door. 

"YOU'RE DATING HARRY!" Briley screams. 

"I KNOW!" I scream back. 

She jumps into my lap. 

"Lucky little bitch!" She says. 

"Nice language."

"You two are perfect together! You have so much in common!" She squeaks. 

"How so?" I ask. 

"Well.. You both hate swearing, both of your favourite colors are orange, you both LOVE tacos.." she giggles, ruffling my hair up, "Want more?" 

"Yes," I insist. 

Does she stalk him?! 

"You both have green eyes, well some of the time," she says, "like now!" 

"What?" I ask.

"They're green right now, your eyes!" She laughs.

"Oh my god, my eyes changed colour!" I laugh.

"You have beautiful eyes, babe," she says in her best British accent. 

"Not as beautiful as YOURS!" I exclaim. This conversation feels really childish.

"Oh pssh," she says, smiling. 

"Bed time, now!" Says Wolfe as he walks through the door. 

"Oh calm your tits!" I say, annoyed. 

His jaw drops, and his eyes widen. 

"What has no one ever stood up to you? Sucks for you!" I say, motioning my hand for him to leave. 

"It's always good to try something new," Briley says. 

I chuckle at her. 

He walks out of the room, mumbling under his breath. 

"Well, I want to leave early tomorrow, so we should get some sleep," I tell her. 

"So then what was the point of telling him off?" She asks. 

"Because he is annoying! Now pull out that couch by the strip thing there," I point, "it pulls into a bed. The Wolfe showed me earlier." I tell her.