Christian and Damon

Chapter 3

(Author's note: Hey are you guys liking the story so far? Should I post more? Please comment I have more written.)

Damon's pov
I blink my eyes a few times to adjust to the bright light. I notice Christian's head resting on my chest. I reach up to run my fingers through his mess of black hair. I love how close we are. I tell everyone that I'm straight because I worry about what Christian would think. He likes girls and I can't help but wonder if he knew if we would still be as close or even friends. I'm scared that he would get freaked out and stop talking to me so I keep it a secret. That's why I've been so distant lately so that he wouldn't find out.
Christian starts to move a little and nuzzles closer to my chest. I smile and kiss the top of his head. What would I do without him? "Damon?" I hear him whisper.
"No you're cuddling with a stranger." I whisper back, making him laugh. I love his laugh it's my favourite thing in the world. "How are you feeling?" I ask him.
"I'm okay my head hurts though." He admits, letting his guard down. He almost always says that he's fine no matter how he actually feels. I am so glad that he's starting to trust me now.
"Do you want me to go get the nurse?" I start to get up, but he grabs my arm to stop me.
"Please stay." He says almost inaudibly. I lie back down but he's farther away from me on the very edge of bed. I wrap my hand around his thigh to pull him closer to me and he instantly stiffens.
"Oh my gosh I'm sorry I forgot about the cuts! I was just trying to make sure you didn't fall off the bed. Are you okay?" I babbled to him. I can't believe I hurt him like that. I need to remember and be more careful.
"No it's okay it didn't hurt." He's lying to me again.... His cheeks are really red though. He moves away from me a little bit more. He hates me now doesn't he. I just totally ruined my entire friendship with him. What is wrong with me? He's trying to get away from me but he can't. I'm in his hospital bed for fuck's sake! I stand up and walk over to the door.
"I'm going home to get changed I'll check on you later." He just nods. I need to apologise when I get back. I can only hope that he'll stop being mad at me when he knows how sorry I am.
I unlock the door and run directly upstairs to my room. I hurriedly yank my bloodstained, ripped T-shirt off and throw on the tie dye shirt he gave me for my birthday. If all goes well, he'll get to leave tomorrow, so I grab a pair of Christian's clothes which he always leaves here in his half of my dresser. I run back downstairs and lock the door behind me. I hope Christians okay. This is the first time he's been alone since.... I sigh quietly.
I walk into the hospital lobby and sign in at the front desk. Since both Christian's parents are dead and his brother is who knows where, I'm allowed to stay here with him. I find Christian sitting in the hall outside his room with the iv fluids thing. I sit down next to him and say quietly, "I'm really sorry I hurt you. Please don't hate me..."
He leans back against the wall and shakes his head. "I could never hate you. And it barely hurt okay? Please stop feeling guilty you're my best friend." He looks at me and we just sort of stare at each other for a while.
"Why are you out here?" I ask. He shrugs. "Are you hungry? I'll go get food." The food court is on the second floor and we're on the fifth so I walk over to take the elevator. Once it opens I see a little bald girl, maybe eight or nine, in a wheelchair. She's with a nurse and someone who appears to be the little girl's mom. She looks like she doesn't have a lot of time left but she still has the biggest happiest smile I've ever seen. All I can think is how awful this must be for her parents to watch their daughter slowly fade away.
When I finally get to the second floor, I'm too sad to be hungry so I just grab a sandwich for Christian. I know that he's vegan so I make sure that it doesn't have any meat or egg or anything. I also decide to get him something to drink. After looking around for a second I spot a box full of tea bags. Christian likes tea right? I grab a few different flavors, fill a cup with hot water, and head back towards the elevator, careful not to drop anything.
Once I get to the fifth floor, I walk down the hall to where Christian was sitting earlier. I don't see him so I go to check his room. I look around and realise he isn't here either. I set his food down and notice his phone sitting on the bed. I can't call him so I start to search for him out in the hallway.
After a couple minutes of searching to no avail, I start to ask a nurse who was standing by his door when I walked in. Before I get to finish my question, I see Christian walking around the corner. I run to him saying, "oh my gosh, Christian, you're okay!" I grab his shoulder and pull him into my arms in a tight hug.
"I was.... just around the.... corner?" He says sounding confused.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I just got worried that's all it was a long two days...." I whisper, finally releasing him. "Well I uh... I got you food so come eat...." I say feeling rather embarrassed for freaking out. He smiles nervously and walks into his room.
After he's finished eating he just kind of fusses with his hair for a while and avoids making eye contact. Eventually I say "um, Christian? Do you want to like.... talk about it?" I see him tense up so I move over to the couch he's sitting on and put my arm around him.
"W-w-what's there to talk about?" He stutters. "I was sad so I tried to kill myself...." He trails off, looking at the floor.
"Why were you so sad?" I ask him.
"Because I thought you hated me." He answers back.
"But I don't hate you. I never did. I never will... So are you still sad?" He shakes his head. "Good. Are you feeling better?" He nods and then lowers his head to rest it on my shoulder. "So where were you when I was looking for you earlier?" I ask him.
"Oh I went to visit some of the kids with leukaemia. They're so sweet I wanted to read to them while you were gone but you got back sooner than I thought you would so I had to leave early and I didn't get to finish the book." He says nonchalantly. This guy is absolutely incredible; even when he's in the hospital he still just wants to make others happy.
"You want to go and see them again?" I ask. He sits up and before I get a chance to react he throws his arms around me in a hug.
"Sorry." He says, letting me go. "I just didn't know if I'd get a chance to see some of them again. I'd love to go!"
"Okay awesome you'll need to show me how to get there. Also why are you apologising?" I say, while getting up. He looks at the floor.
"I just um I didn't know if you didn't want me um to hug you because I just I dunno I don't know the rules and I just I don't know I'm sorry...." He rambles quietly looking guilty as though hugging me is the worst thing anyone could do.
"You're adorable, you know that?" I say. His cheeks turn red but he's smiling now. I need to get him comfortable with me again. As we turn the corner, I see the sign for the children's cancer room. He doesn't even pause, he just walks right in looking more confident than I've ever seen him in my life.