I stood up, I pushed open the door. “Can one of you drive me to the hospital?” I asked, I was met with two confused looks. “Something happen?” Lily asked, “Brandon got hit by a car.” I replied, Asher’s eyes widened. “I’ll drive you.” Asher stood up, grabbing his keys out of his pocket. We got into the car, he drove, I was trying to keep myself from melting into my seat. I saw him less than an hour ago, how? “We are here, are you gonna mope in your seat or go check on your boyfriend?” He asked, I rolled my eyes. “He’s not my boyfriend, he’s a friend, who happens to be a guy, who I have feelings for and almost kissed.” I got out of the car; Asher was laughing his ass off. I walked to the front desk. “Who are you looking for today?” She asked, not looking up from her computer. “Brandon Henderson.” “What’s your relation?” “...Boyfriend.” She smiled. “Jay Campel?” I nodded, I hadn’t even given her my id, and she knew who I was. “Room 15 on the second floor, he’s been begging for you since he woke up.” I giggled a bit as I walked to the elevator. I went to the room; he was sitting on his bed, drinking some water. “Begging for me since you woke up, huh?” I smiled as he looked up to see me. He looked down, smiling. “It's cute.” I said, walking over to the chair beside his bed. “And I’m guessing you told the nurses we are dating.” His faced turned red. “Are you mad?” He quietly asked, “Why would I be mad?” I asked in response. “Because I called you, my boyfriend.” He said looking down, I just smiled. “Is that what we are? Boyfriends, cause if we are, fine with me.” I said, he looked up and smiled. “I’d like that.” He replied. “Now that we have that cleared up, you gotta tell me, how the hell did you get hit by a car.” I asked. “Some idiot wasn’t watching, when he was, too late, that's what happened.” He replied. “When?” “Two minutes after you left the park.” My eyes widened. “So, you’ve been here for almost an hour, and I just found out?” I replied. He nodded. “I’m fine though, maybe a sprained ankle, nothing major.” “Nothing major? You got hit by a car!” “And I'm fine, I'll be out tomorrow, hopefully.” He replied. Brandon’s dad came in the room. “Oh, hello Jay, haven’t seen you with Brooke since Friday, something happen?” Mr. Henderson asked as sat in the chair beside me. “We broke up actually...” I said, his eyes widening. “What happened? You seemed perfect for each other.” Mr. Henderson said, now facing me. Should I make Brooke's life hell, or... nah, she deserves it. “She cheated on me.” I replied, his eyes widened more. “What?” “Yeah, I caught her with my brother.” I could tell Brandon was trying not to laugh. He knew it was true. Mr. Henderson stood up. “Well, it looks like I'm going to be having a long conversation with Brooke. I’ll try to come back before visiting hours end.” He just left. Just left. Brandon started laughing as soon as the coast was clear. “Brooke is gonna be dead... she’s gonna kill you!” He said while laughing. “I’ll be fine... hopefully.” He laughed a bit more. His lips formed a small smile. It looked so kissable. I felt myself staring. The soft pinkish shade against his pale skin. “You really want a kiss don't you.” My face became red. “N-no.” I stuttered, trying to deny. His face filled with a smirk. “If you want it, you can have it.” “Wait what?” “If you want to kiss me, then do it.” I had to pinch myself, just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I winced as i pinched myself a little too hard, my shoulder had a red spot forming. He giggled watching me. “Come on, do it, you know you want too.” I was hesitant, what if he was joking? He rolled his eyes and sighed. “Do i have to do everything myself? Come over here.” I hesitantly listened. I stood beside his bed, he sat up, his face almost reaching mine. He put his hand on my cheek. He pulled my face down, our noses now touching. “Am i gonna have to do this myself?” He asked as I moved my lips towards his. The gap in between, filling quickly. It was a soft, yet passionate kiss. After a few seconds, he pulled away, smiling. “You’re a good kisser.” My face was bright red. “Y-you too.” I stuttered again.