~Recap~
I feel Matthia stir from all my movements. I look down at Matthia and see that he's still in the same clothes from the party, his hair all messy. I reach with my hand to smooth it down. His eyes flutter open and lock with mine.
"Wha- what are you doing?" His raspy morning voice cuts through the quiet room.
"I... "
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Embarrassed, I quickly move my hand away turning around to hide my face. I can feel the heat from his stare. He quickly stands up, fully awake now.
"How do you feel? Does your head hurt? Any pain-" he starts blurting out.
"Woah, Woah slow down there. I'm fine, just a little pain in my head."
"You want me to get the doctor?" he asks.
"No, no I'm good. Can you help me get up? I really gotta go..."
He looks at me with questioning eyes, "Go where?"
I look at him like he's stupid. Raising my eyebrow, I hold out my hand. He holds it, still confused.
"Are you ok? Where else would I be going like this? I have to use the bathroom... hurry"
Realization crosses his face, and a light blush dusts his face. He walks over to the side of my bed and helps me get out of bed, dragging the IV line out into the hall, helping me to our floor's communal bathroom.
Closing the door, I slowly and painfully use the toilet. Flushing and walking to the sink, I place my hands on the edge and lean over. My eyes had bags underneath them, and I had bruises on my arms. No doubt I had bruises all over my torso as well... My leg was wrapped up because of my sprained ankle, and I had an IV drip connected to the inside of my elbow. I mentally groaned as I wondered how long I was in this hospital, and for how long Matthia laid beside me. I was still mad at him for not believing anything I said that day, but I couldn't stay mad at him because he stayed with me. And I'm grateful for that.
I walk out of the bathroom door to find Matthia standing right outside, looking anxious. He wasn't on his phone, he wasn't talking to anyone. He just looked towards the door with seeking eyes, waiting for me to come out. His eyes lit up when I did, and he rushed over to me, one arm under mine, holding me up, and the other hand holding the IV pole, guiding it for me.
We both walk back to my room and he helps me get situated back in the bed. After he sits down on the couch next to the cot, a doctor comes in, followed by a nurse, and asks how I'm feeling and if there was any pain I was feeling. I replied saying that more painkillers would help with some of the pain I was feeling, but that would be all I needed. The doctor nodded and wrote notes on a clipboard while the nurse checked my vitals and the IV drip at my side. After a bit of silence from the four people in the room, Matthia finally asks the doctor,
"So when will Y/N be able to leave the hospital?"
The doctor's answer was that I would have to stay for about another 5 days while they made sure everything was ok internally, and that my head wasn't hurt too bad. Instinctively, I look over at Matthia and see that he had an equal amount of shock on his face as I had. My face instantly turned from shock to regret as I realized that I didn't want Matthia to stay here and just take care of me. I mean, he had a whole life apart from me. He had friends, we both had school, hell, he has a girlfriend.
Matthia realizes my thoughts and gives me a pained smile. He says out loud,
"I'm staying with you. I'll have to go to school when you get discharged."
"No, you don't have to be here every day, I can take care of myself. You should go home and get some sleep."
Matthia chuckles and shakes his head. He looks up at me once again and says,
"Come on, you've known me for so long. Do you really think school is gonna make me leave you, all by yourself? Your parents called me by the way. They asked if I could stay and take care of you, because they're so far away, and are so far into their work."
"But school..."
"Y/N, it's fine. You're excused from school because of the accident, and I asked to be excused because your parents aren't here. They're excusing the both of us for 10 days!" Matthia gives me a bright smile and winks at me, as I realize that he asked for more time than the doctors actually needed me to stay in the hospital. I raise my eyebrows, and Matthia understands my silent question, responding with,
"I just assumed you would need a bit more time to recover from everything, you know? You probably don't want to go to school right after you get discharged. I figured I could just stay and take care of you in that time. We can have a bit of fun!"
I look at Matthia suspiciously, thinking about a response to that before looking down at my lap and murmuring,
"But what about Madison...?"
"Ah, I don't know, she'll be fine without me. You don't have anyone right now. I'm sure she'll understand that you need my help right now."
I roll my eyes as I think about Matthia's ignorance towards Madison, and how I know that Madison is going to freak out and find some way to torture me later on. I have an internal battle with myself, wondering if I should bring up the party again, and what I saw upstairs. I vote against it, thinking that Matthia is in a pretty good mood right now, and I wouldn't want to ruin it right now.
I sigh and look over at Matthia, about to say that I'm really bored, and I want to go to the hospital cafeteria, when I notice that Matthia has been staring at me this whole time. And it's a look in his eyes that I don't recognize as one he uses often with me...
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A/N:
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Sorry we've been so late with all of these updates. We have been having a hard time keeping up with this, as well as exams that are coming up, as you have read in our little author's note. We will be doing the best we can until the exam period is over! Please keep reading, vote, and comment!
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