I lied in the hospital bed, flipping channels with the noisy remote, giving me deja vu of yesterday, when I was in Zack's suite. The Price is Right. NO. Click. Project Runway. Click. General Hospital. Definitely NO. Click. TRL. Eh, I guess. I watched carefully at the TV, because I had nothing else to do.

"Now welcome the boys you love, Plain White T's!" The VJ announced, and the 5 guys came out to the audience in the little room.

"Hey there!" Tom waved to the audience, and every girl screamed their hearts out.

"So you guys just wrapped up a national tour." The VJ declared, and and Tom took lead.

"Yeah we did! It was so great. The last stop on the tour, Boston, was a really great one."

"Why was the Boston concert so special?"

"This girl actually bought our guitar! She wanted to give it to this boy that was a hardcore fan, and that's something we can really appreciate."

"That's so sweet! I also heard who filmed an episode of iCarly?" The VJ asked, but I had gotten lost in my own thoughts. Did I just get indirectly mentioned on TV? Was their point of view from it was actually what REALLY happened? I shook out of my thoughts for a second, and watched the TV for anymore info on the concert.

"And that was our #1 song, Nine in the Afternoon by Panic at the Disco! Thanks for coming down here!" The VJ told the band, and they grabbed the mic one last time.

"No prob." Tom said, and the band walked off.

"Tomorrow, Taylor Swift and Hellogoodbye pay us a visit! See ya!" The VJ enthusiastically said, and the credits rolled. I automatically grabbed the remote and turned the television off, and just pondered my thoughts. Sweet? It sounded like Zack was my boyfriend or something. He can't be though, he's only 15! He hasn't experienced life like I have. He doesn't know the pressures of dating, getting into college, and being in a near death accident.

"Honey?" I heard a quiet voice, but I figured out it was my mom.

"Yeah Mom, come in!" I commanded her.

"It's Tuesday.The doctor said you're healing fine, and we're free to leave. The doctor gave me some crutches for your broken leg." She told me in a comforting voice.

"Already? That was fast. I want to go home though." I told my mom, and grabbed the crutches from her. I got out of the hospital bed, and tried to balance myself, but I stumbled.

"Are you okay?" My mom panicked.

"Yeah mom, I'm fine. I just need a little bit longer to get used to the crutches." I reassured her, and grabbed them off the floor again. This time I steadied myself, and was heading out the door, back into the world that almost killed me.

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My mom made room for me in the passenger seat, with all my gifts in the back seat and in the trunk. I scooted into shotgun, and closed the door, and put my crutches horizontal on the armrest, even though that probably isn't the best place to put them. I turned on the radio, and sure enough, it was playing the song.

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

I stared out the window, looking into oblivion. Is this how I really feel about Zack? I know Zack used to have a mini crush on me, but does he anymore? Has he moved on? That's a stupid question, he kissed me! Why do I care so much? I kept asking myself these questions, until the car came to a sudden stop, and into the garage.

"Welcome home!"She smiled, and I pitifully smiled back.I walked jerkily with my crutches to the door, and opened it very gingerly. I went into the the living room to sit on the couch and watch TV, but someone was already sitting there. Jordan.

"J...J...JORDAN?" I blurted out, and he flinched.

"Hey Maddie. I know you're not feeling so good right now, but can I talk to you?"

"Uh...okay." I told him, not sure if I meant it or if the medicine from the hospital hadn't worn off yet. "So what's up?"

"I want you back."

"Jordan. NO. I broke with you, for good. You acted like a jerk to me. The only nice thing you did for me was give me those chocolates and flowers."

"What? I never gave you any chocolates and flowers..." He acted confused.

"Then you never did anything nice for me!All I wanted someone to respect me."

"I do respect you, I was just listening to my heart, and not my head. I even lied to impress you." He confessed.

"WHAT?" I restated.

"It's true. You know how I told you I got into Harvard? Well, I knew you were into smart guys, so I pretended that I was accepted there so you would like me and think that I was a smart guy."

"If you're such a smart guy, then why did you lie to me? I barked, and he looked intimidated.

"I don't know, okay? I messed up." He admitted.

"So where are you going to college?" I asked curiously.

"Princeton." He proudly responded.

"Good thing I got rejected from there, because I never want to see you again."

"What?" Jordan asked, in shock.

"Get out of my house. NOW." I demanded him, and pointed to the door.

"Fine, be that way." He mouthed, and got up from the couch. "If you're over me, then I'm over you."

"Nice to know. Now leave." I smarted off, but he had already left the house. I lowered myself into the couch and sighed heavily. I know who sent me the flowers, chocolates, and the poem now. It's all coming together. The person who sent me all that stuff was someone I just realized I was in love with. Zack Martin.

A/n: Sorry it's been over a month since I last updated, I was just superbusy. I'm on spring break now, so I'll lots of time to write new chapters! Please review!