Cranksepticeye

~It's All Going To Be Ok~

Ethan's P.O.V

I walked into Mark's hospital room, followed by Bob, Wade, Tyler, Felix, and Jack. The room was pretty small, so it was hard to squeeze us all in there, but we managed it. When Jack was within arms distance, he slapped Mark lightly on the arm, wiping a few tears off his face.

"Merk, you can't just scare us like that, it isn't funny," he said, sniffling a little, but giggling as well. That giggle, it's so adorable. I blushed at my own thoughts and hid my face in my hands.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I was going to pass out, I usually get a little dizzy, but I don't pass out. I must have exceeded my tolerance limit," he said, smiling and scratching the back of his neck. Mark looked over towards the side of the bed that me, Tyler, and Bob were on, and noticed me, holding my head in my hands. "Eth, buddy, you ok there?" he said, chuckling.

I lifted my head and looked at him, smiling. "Um, me? Y-yeah, yeah! I'm perfectly ok," I said, flashing a toothy grin. He made a small noise of disapproval and looked over at Tyler. Great, now he thinks something is up. Mark and Tyler were having a conversation, but I wasn't really paying attention and only heard a few words before being sucked back into my thoughts. Why were you even blushing, you can't like a guy you haven't even known for more than a few hours. Plus, even if you did like-like him, he wouldn't ever like you of all people, no one will. You're useless, and ugly, and fat, and just an annoying nuisance. No one will ever love you. You're too flawed.

I thought about it, and I'm not wrong, I really am useless. I just end up hurting the people who love me. I felt a lump rising in my throat, so I said bye to Mark and told everyone goodnight, and ran to the nearest bathroom. When I got to the door, I pushed it open and ran into one of the many stalls. I locked the door and slid down the wall, holding my head in my hands and sobbing as quietly as possible, hoping not to draw attention to myself, even though I was in the bathroom alone, still, better safe than sorry I guess.

I sat there until I ran out of tears, which was about 5 minutes, but it felt like an eternity. I stood up and wiped the tears from my eyes and unlocked the stall. I walked over to the sink and stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy, my nose looked like it was running a marathon, and my face was still wet with tears. I closed my eyes and hoped that I wouldn't run into anyone, especially Jack, as I was leaving the hospital. I turned to leave when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked up, expecting to see a stranger and hoping I could just leave before I made things awkward, but I had no such luck.

Jack's P.O.V

I talked to Mark for a few more minutes before I decided I would take my leave and head home. I said my goodbyes and walked out of the hospital room, pulling out my phone. I scrolled through twitter, looking for the nearest bathroom. I found it and opened the door, my eyes still on my phone until I heard the nearby sink stop running. I looked up and met eyes with Ethan. I turned off my phone and put it in my back pocket, suddenly full of concern. Ethan's eyes were red and puffy, I could tell he had been crying.

"Ethan?" I asked, not wondering if it was him, but wondering what he was doing here. He let out a low chuckle.

"Wow, you guessed it. Want a gold star?" He questioned sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and sniffled a bit, wiping his nose on his hoodie sleeve. I giggled a little at this. The corner of his lips twitched a little.

"Wowie, a gold star, just for me?" I asked in a childish voice, bringing my hands up to my chin, feigning innocence. He let out a small giggle, smiling slightly. "Hey, there's that little smile I know and love," I stated, looking into his blue green eyes.

(I googled Ethan's eye color and it just said blue green, so if that's wrong I'm very very sorry)

We held eye contact for a few moments until Ethan started crying. I walked up to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, hey, it's ok. Don't cry, it's ok," I said, attempting to calm him down. He pushed my hand off.

"No, Jack, it isn't. It isn't ok. It's not ok at all," he yelled, putting his head in his hands. I tilted my head slightly.

"What do you mean?" I asked calmly, not wanting to upset him further.

"Nothing, just forget I said anything," he said coldly, pushing past me and out the door. I stood in the middle of the bathroom speechless.

Hello!!!

This chapter is pretty short compared to other chapters, and I'm sorry, but I will be writing plenty of long chapters in the near future!!

I hope you have a fantastic day!! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!!

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