Punk decided that he would stay at Dean and Seth's apartment for the time being, just until he was fit and able enough to look after himself again, he did have an undeniably, cute nurse looking after him for the past few days.
"Here, get these down you." Dean said as he walked over to his friend who lay flat on the couch, his leg up on a cushion for comfort, his crutches by the side as he handed him pain relief tablets and a glass of water. He was told to take the tablets every few hours, but Punk had only been taking one a day.
"Thanks." Punk said, swallowing the tablet over in a flash and handing the glass back to Dean, watching him roll his eyes and sit it down on the coffee table.
"Anything else?" Dean implied with a scowl, watching Punk not even listen to him, he looked like he was too busy looking at an advertisement card with a telephone number on it, "What's the card?" Dean asked.
"It's just eh… therapy… for my leg." Punk said to him nervously. He wasn't really thinking about the therapy however, he really was thinking about AJ. He just missed opening his eyes and seeing her smiling in his room somewhere, it was better than waking up to Dean and Seth drawing immature drawings on his cast.
"Dude, you've just broke it like a week ago, let it heal first." Dean chuckled.
"I know." Punk rolled his eyes, he wasn't stupid. Well maybe he was, if he was keeping it from his friends that he might have had a little crush on his nurse. He knew they would tease him until the southern day light, "I just wanted to find out about it, see what happens… to see if it's worth going to." Punk nodded to Dean.
"Ahh…" Dean hit his knee, "They're usually bullshit, they tell you to bend your knee and then send you home, probably not worth it." Dean said.
But Punk knew, that even if the therapy wasn't worth it, it would be when he got to see AJ every day. It wasn't like a normal feeling he had for a girl he wanted to take home and be done with her by morning, it was like a high school crush that he didn't want to tell anyone about, he was so embarrassed.
"Ok. I'm away to work, you need anything just give me and Seth a call, ok?" Dean said, watching Punk nod. He knew the drill.
Maybe he'd accidentally break his other leg and make a trip to the hospital to get put on bed rest and have AJ take care of him again.
Why did he feel this way anyway, she probably got it all the time, flirting with the male patients that were round about her age, she'd probably forgotten all about him and his boyish charm.
AJ as a matter of fact hadn't forgot about Punk. Another patient had moved into Punks room after he got discharged and it almost saddened her. She missed going on and looking at his devilish smile and handsome self, but then again… he'd probably forgot all about her, she was just his nurse for a few days, they had a little fun, now it was time for her to get busy with work and for him to go on with his life.
Later That Day…
AJ was currently in a patient's room taking blood, having day to day conversation as she done the procedure that came so naturally now to her since she had been doing it for so long. She discussed the weather with the patient, the news, just normal small talk.
"AJ…" One of AJ's friends and work mates exclaimed, peeping her head in the door with her blonde hair, her cheery smile appearing on her face like always, "There's someone out here asking for you." Her friend, Renee smiled.
AJ just excused herself from the room and walked out of the door, walking down the corridor with Renee, asking her who the hell was looking for her, when she seen him.
He looked so much more attractive in normal clothes. He looked so sly, leaning on his crutches at the front desk, his basketball shorts hanging round his waist, his t-shirt loose and baggy on him as he instantly smiled when seeing her.
Renee didn't even ask, she just got back to doing what she was doing before, leaving AJ to attend to Punk for whatever he had to have her help with.
"Let me guess… Another car crash?" AJ smiled cheekily at him, folding her arms as she watched him just look down and laugh.
Punk couldn't express how good it was to see her again, even though it wasn't that long ago from when he seen her last, "No. Unfortunately. I was just here to ask you about that therapy you suggested I went to." Punk said, playing this as cool as he could, he didn't want this girl to find out he came all the way here, with a broken leg, just to see her face, that would have either creeped her out or touched her heart.
"What?" AJ gave a silent chuckle, "The therapy… as in… the Breakage Recovery Therapy?" AJ asked him.
"Yeah." Punk nodded calmly.
"Well first of all. You go when your cast is off… second of all…"
"Alright alright…" Punk cut her off as he hopped up on his foot, getting sore leaning on the one leg for so long, "I don't care about the therapy." He admitted, watching her make a surprised smile, she looked like she already knew that he wasn't interested in the therapy.
"Don't you get a lunch break here or something?" Punk said, his legs getting tired and in need of a seat, as well as wanting to talk to her in a better place than the hospital hall.
"Yeah." AJ smiled, "I guess I could take it just now." She said, still not believing that he came all the way here just to see her and have lunch with her, which was what she assumed since he just admitted to not caring about the therapy and asking her when her lunch break was.
They didn't want to leave the hospital building since AJ only got a limited amount of time for her lunch break, so they sat downstairs in the hospital cafeteria. AJ sat with a packed up sandwich and some type of orange juice, while Punk just sat with a bottle of water, not really feeling hungry.
"So how's the leg?" AJ asked him.
She felt like she wasn't speaking to her patient anymore, which was how she felt when she took care of him. Now it was like a one on one conversation with an extremely attractive guy who seemed to like staring into her eyes and smiling, unlocking every secret behind her already without even asking her.
"The leg is doing alright. It would be nice to have some sympathy around the house. My friends aren't really giving me the love I need at this moment in time." Punk pouted like a dog, watching her giggle against her hand, being insecure about her laugh she liked to hide it from people.
"So you came here for me to give you sympathy?" She chuckled.
"No." Punk said quickly and all serious, "I just came here… I don't know. My friends, Dean and Seth… they went off to work this morning,I just thought I'd swing by whilst they were out." Punk said, watching AJ just nod as she chugged down some of the orange juice she was drinking.
"So have you got your insurance sorted out? Did you claim anything?" AJ asked, she expected Punk to get a little bit of money considering the road hadn't been gritted properly, which caused him to skid on the ice that he never saw.
"Seth sorted it all out for me. I can't claim much since I wasn't wearing my seat belt. Doesn't really bother me anyway." He shrugged.
"Yeah, you really should start wearing your seatbelt." She suggested, watching him nod.
"I know. I've learned my lesson." Punk nodded with a smile, "So what sort of shifts do you work in here?" Punk asked her.
"Eh… I base mine between 7am until 10pm, if we're really busy." She said, watching Punk whistle loudly, "Or if it's not so busy, I'll do 9am to 5pm." She smiled.
"You must be pretty tired all the time then?" He asked her, kudos for her to be so committed to her job, he couldn't work they hours every day, he'd die from tiredness and frustration.
"Yeah." April chuckled, agreeing with him. She did get tired, a lot.
"Must suck for your boyfriend, won't get to see you enough." Punk said, taking a drink of his water, watching her smile down to the ground, another sign of her insecurity.
"Boyfriend? Does it look like I have time for a boyfriend." April chuckled.
"Pretty girl like you and you don't have someone worshipping you when you come home at night." Punk said in a dramatic shock.
"Shocker, right." She nodded, watching him just smile.
Punk couldn't believe how much he was beginning to like this girl, he hadn't liked a girl this way in so long. The way she didn't know how beautiful she was, or her adorable answers to his questions, he would love nothing more than to take her out, spend a night with her in town, get away from the hospital.
"Look." Punk started, "I don't normally do this, but I'd really like to see you again." He admitted, "And I'd like it if you weren't in that uniform and in these creepy hospital halls." He said.
AJ couldn't believe this, was he asking her out on a date. Her automatic answer to guys asking her out for the past five years was no, but she really had to take this one into consideration. She really liked him. It awe'd her that he came all the way here with a broken leg just to speak to her.
"Um…" April mumbled, "Yeah… I guess that would be nice." AJ smiled.
"Good." Punk smiled quickly, his panic of her saying no was over and he could look forward to seeing her out of work, "When are you next off?" He asked her, figuring it would be better if she was off.
"Saturday." AJ smiled, taking a pen from the pocket in her white coat, "Here's my…" She paused when she pulled his hand out, forgetting he had all these tattoos that would make the number hard to see, instead she just smiled to him and grabbed a napkin, writing her cell phone number down and passing it to him.
"Thanks." Punk said, slipping the napkin into his pocket, pushing down on the table to help himself up, watching AJ quickly stand up and get his crutches, passing them to him.
AJ couldn't believe she was actually giving him a chance, she hoped he wouldn't tarnish this step she was taking for him, she hadn't been out on a date in years and not to mention, she really liked him, from the moment he woke up from the car accident, she reckoned he was something special.
"I'll see you on Saturday then." AJ smiled as she walked him to the door slowly, considering he had a broken leg and was hobbling along beside her.
"Yeah. I'll text you through the week." Punk smiled, it was only Wednesday, which meant he had a terrible long wait to see her again.
"Ok." AJ smiled, walking him all the way to the door, "It was nice to see you again." She said, genuinely, it was great to spend her lunch break with him and get to see what he was like when he wasn't lying in a hospital bed making jokes or complaining that he needed the toilet.
"It was really good to see you." Punk agreed, leaning on his crutches as he leant over and kissed her soft cheek, her fragrance twitching his nose but it smelling so good.
AJ just smiled, not looking at him, feeling wasted already by him, he had such a sweet heart, she could already tell.
She watched as he hobbled off out of the hospital doors, finding herself smiling at him all the way until he was out of sight. She'd really got attached to this man, even if it was just over a few days, he had a certain calm about him that made her smile and feel safe. She already couldn't wait to see him on Saturday.
She worked the rest of her shift with a large smile on her face, thinking about his smile and his eyes. That was enough to get her through the day.
Later on Punk was laid back up on the couch as Seth and Dean arrived home from work, complaining and moaning about their tiredness, not even considering how their friend was feeling.
"We had forty stock takes and had to load them all on to seven different trucks, think I've done my neck in." Seth complained, sitting on the chair across from Punk.
"Go get that sexy nurse that was looking after Punk to check you over." Dean grinned to Seth as if 'let's annoy him.'
"For your information, I'm taking that sexy nurse out on a date on Saturday." Punk smiled slyly over at Dean and back to Seth.
"Date?" Dean raised his eyebrow, "Just fuck her."
"Yeah, I don't think Punk will be fucking anything considering he can't stand on both two feet." Seth chuckled to himself.
"I'm not just going to fuck her, I actually like her." Punk said, pointing to Dean to answer his statement, "And…" He pointed to Seth, "It will surprise you what Punk can do." He winked to Seth as he just looked away, rolling his eyes.
"You're mental." Dean shook his head with a laugh, walking by Punk and shaking his head around like a child.
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