CHAPTER 32: A LIL R&R. KINDA

I blink. Once. Twice. Adjusting my eyes to the bright sun that peeks through the curtains. I look around and notice that I'm in a hospital room. A single room, most likely a VIP room judging from the polished furniture and state-of-the-art machines and technologies surrounding me. I remember what happened. I grumble as I try to sit up.

"Hey," Allen, whom I didn't realize was there, sitting on the sofa not far from my bed, immediately rushes over to me and helps me sit up. Has he been staying with me all this time?

"Hi," I smile weakly at him. I blush in embarrassment. "Uhm... how long was I asleep for?" I ask him.

"Two days..." he says softly.

"Shit," I curse loudly and groan.

Why did I get so careless and injure myself when I have lots of work to do? I feel so stupid.

"You lost quite a lot of blood and it seems that you have been suffering from malnutrition and fatigue. The doctor said that it's normal to sleep that long from all of that exhaustion," Allen says. "They want you to stay at least another two days after you wake up so you can be strong enough to go back to your daily activities. Of course, after you take a three days bed rest back at the dorm. And even after that, you still can't strain yourself because you have stitches on your arm which, may I remind you, can come off when you do something stupid like running around doing things for other people. So no heavy lifting. No running around. No more exhausting yourself."

I blink at him when he finishes. He says all that in one breath and in an almost robot-like manner it honestly scares me a bit and also amazes me. But more scared than amazed though...

I drop my head and he sighs. He drops himself on the chair next to the bed and buries his face in his palms, sighing tiredly.

"I'm... sorry..." I manage to choke out the apology. I feel bad for taking advantage of him. He's still as nice as ever even though I've been nothing but an awful friend to him.

"Please... don't do that to me... ever again...." He says almost pleading.

"Allen..." I reach out my IV free hand to touch him but I withdraw it immediately.

He's trembling.

"You scared me shitless Levi," He says again, face still buried. "The blood..." he shivers.

He's scared of blood? No wonder he's like this... okay, don't laugh. Shit.

"I'm sorry..." I apologize again.

Allen looks up and I bring myself to touch his face. He kisses my palm as he holds my hand in his. I blush. I must be. I can feel my face getting hotter.

"You scared me, Levi," He says again, staring into my eyes. Sky blue eyes darkened with worry and pain.

"I..." my breath gets caught when he suddenly locks his lips with mine.

His kiss is desperate, but not rough. I can't help but moan when he slides his tongue inside. I clutch desperately at his shirt, pulling him closer, tangling my own tongue with his, and earning me a groan from him. I move my left arm to touch him. Wrong move. I immediately pull away and gasp in pain.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" Allen curses when I grimace in pain, holding my injured arm delicately.

"It's okay," I say to him. "My fault. Forgot I was injured," I grin and he sighs, running his fingers through his hair. So sexy.

I slap myself internally.

He sighs again before pecking my lips softly.

"Chuck and Marsha are getting your food," He tells me, "I have to go practice but I can stay?" he asks.

"You don't have to," I immediately say.

"I want to," He says softly and caresses my hair.

I stare at him and reach out, grabbing his shirt as I pull him in for a kiss.

I can no longer think. I no longer care. I want him so bad it hurts. So bad it scares me. I'm scared of myself.

Allen was surprised at first but immediately returned my kiss softly this time. No longer desperate. Just a slow and fluttering kiss. Gently and passionately. My head spins in intoxication.

We pull away from the kiss but not from each other as we catch our breaths. Our faces are still so close. He kisses my cheek softly then I lean my head on his chest as he caresses my hair.

We immediately pull away from each other when the door slams open very loudly. I can feel the loss when Allen's warmth is leaving me.

"You're awake," Chuck growls at me. My eyes widen in fear.

Oh shit. He looks outraged. Concern, but clearly pissed off.

Marsha, behind him, looks slightly less angry and just shakes her head.

Kenneth is grinning though... like he's enjoying the scene he's currently watching.

I pout.

"No attacking injured person!" I immediately snap at them.

"Asshole!" Chuck hisses as he sits on my bed right beside me. He leans on the headboard and pulls me closer to him and starts kissing my face. "I told you to stop hurting yourself why don't you ever listen?" he says angrily though the kisses and strokes are very gentle and soft.

"I'll stop hurting myself the moment you stop kissing me," I demand, feeling embarrassed and frightened, especially since Allen is still here.

"Huh," is all Chuck says as he keeps on kissing me. I roll my eyes at him.

"Eat," Marsha says sternly, making me flinch, as she sets the tray on the bed-table and sits on the bed too, at the foot. Kenneth standing next to her, both eyeing me, waiting.

"Well, since you guys are here. I'm gonna go," Allen, who has been silent since my best friends arrived, finally says.

"Thank you for everything, Allen," Marsha says to him gratefully.

"Thanks," I say to him too. "And... sorry..." I add embarrassed.

"No problem," Allen smiles before he waves goodbye and leaves us.

I hide my disappointment when he's finally gone. I want to see more of him. I want to feel more of him. And I want to kick myself in the nuts for thinking it.

Thankfully, though, Marsha, Chuck and Kenneth aren't fussing too much about me getting injured. Maybe because they see how tired I am so they leave me alone to rest. But I'm pretty sure, no, hella sure that they are going to hold it against me for at least the rest of my life time here on this planet after I get better.

But still, I'm very thankful when they decide that they're gonna leave me alone to rest. I rest my head back down on my pillow after one of the nurses checks up on me. She gave me something to dull the pain that starts to creep back up. But it doesn't help to dull the ache in my heart that throbs violently.