{ON HOLD} Infinite: A Logan Lerman Fanfic

"My eyes fluttered open. The white surrounding was out of focus and my head hurt so much my vision started to blur. But I saw that tall frame standing up, half wanting to rush to me, the other half so reluctantly taking really small steps.

He finally reached me.

My conscious told me to be afraid of the stranger. But something inside me said otherwise. I tried to sit up but the wires kept holding me back down. I surrendered eventually, lying again motionless, curled up in the white blanket, feeling so small and fragile. He gently took hold of my hand and smiled.

I know those bleeps were counting down my lifetime, but he was looking at me like I would live for infinity."