"Lauren?" I run in, Dinah running with me.
"Huh? Who is that?" She looks up and smiles when she sees me.
"Y/N. Whatchu doing here?" She opens her arms for a hug. I instantly take it and squeeze her.
"Careful Y/N/N. She's not fully recovered." Dinah giggles as I let go.
"Once your recovered I'll squeeze you even tighter." I laugh. She laughs along and hums.
"What happened? How'd this all happen?" I ask. She sighs.
"I was upset about my dog and was having a panic attack, so I wasn't concentrating and I went across the street to get something to relax me, like just a cup of coffee or something, but because I wasn't concentrating and my head was throbbing from all the thinking, the light was green and I didn't press the button, I just went, and yeah. I got hit. 'Cause I'm a dumbass." She laughs. I look down.
"Oh Lauren. I'm so sorry. I really wish I could've helped." I say stroking her hand.
"No, no don't be sorry. I hate it when people get sympathetic." She says smiling and grabbing my hand right. I look up at her. She was looking at me with a smile. I look into her eyes and notice the beauty that truly lies beneath those green orbs. It gave me shock. I think I'm falling for her.
"Do you need anything?" I smile. She shakes her head.
"No. Just you." She smiles. I feel my stomach flutter. I haven't felt that in a while. It kinda gave me anxiety.
"You okay?" She asks. I look at her and stare into her eyes again. I smile and nod.
"Yeah I'm fine. You'll be out of here in no time. If you need anything just tell me." I say, setting a chair by her bedside.
"Tell me a story." She says. I look at her. Is she being serious?
"What kind of story?"
"Something strange. Maybe a story of your weirdest moment." I smile and sigh.
"Okay well-"
After a good hour and a half of story telling and jokes a nurse came in.
"Hi, Lauren?" She says. Lauren nods.
"Okay well, I have amazing news. You are recovering so fast. Faster than most people that have been in your situation. We do want to start on physical therapy tomorrow to get you able to move again."
"Am I going to be able to perform?" She asks.
"Yes but not for another 2 weeks until your sturdy and able to move on your own." He nurse says.
"But we have two more concerts coming up I can't miss them!" Lauren's commitment really made me more crazy about her. I rubbed her back to get rid of the anxiousness piling inside her.
"Lauren you can't move. It's safer if we get you completely able to move so you'll still be able to perform again." The nurse says calmly. She looked tired. But I was happy she was actually being calm and making sure Lauren is okay.
"Lauren, it'll be okay. Two shows isn't so bad and I'm positive your fans will understand." I smile. Her muscles decreased and she took a deep breath.
"Okay." She smiles. I rub her hand again with a smile.
"Good. You'll start tomorrow." The nurse walks out. I sigh.
"You'll be okay." I kiss her hand.
"Thank you." She says. I smile.
"Where were we?"
"I was telling you the story of where I fell over a chair." I smile.
"Oh yeah, continue." I giggle. I slowly am falling for her.
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