A/N Um, Well I'm still alive if that's what you've been wondering, so yeah, hey guys? Anyway I apologise for not updating in what seems like forever, but believe it or not, I've been busy with some stuff that has kind of left me stranded. I was supposed to post this so long ago, but my laptop broke, it just got delivered back to me, so yeah. But anyway, here is the next chapter.

Charlie's POV

"Good news Charles" My nurse entered my room. "If you wish to leave now, it is possible, but you will have to take a handful of specific pills for your arm"

"Uh" I bit my lip. "I want to go now, but do I have to take the pills, I mean, it would make me slightly uh, off, wouldn't it?"

"Define 'Off'" She smiled as she handed me a tray of pills and a glass of water.

"Well" I raised my eyebrows and avoided eye contact. "Slightly 'loopy'"

"Yes" She sighed. "That is a side effect, next to fatigue"

"Oh" I rolled my eyes and turned over.

"Do you want to go home today or not?" She smiled; it seemed more fake than real.

"Can I say that I'm too tired and want to sleep?" I turned over and opened my mouth in hope.

"Yes, if you can pull it off" Her 'smile' dropped slightly.

"Then there's you answer" I winked at her and threw the duvet and hurried out of bed.

"Before you do anything, I need you to take the pills" She handed me the glass and two petit red pills.

I instantly threw them into my mouth and swallowed them with a gulp of water.

"Wait" She handed me another two. This time they were a lot larger and were yellow. "You need to take these too. But don't forget, you need to take all of these twice a day for another week"

She passed me a readymade outfit that Rosie purposely sprung together from my closet for when I get out of this place. (Outfit's on profile)

"Wait what day is it?" I looked at myself in the mirror. "She must think I'm coming back to school or something"

"It's Wednesday" She entered the room after leaving for me to get changed. "She's here by the way, I mean she wants to see you, is that okay?"

"Yeah" My mood suddenly enlightened. "That'd be great"

As she walked out of the room, I quickly ran and jumped back into bed and hid under the duvet, still pretending to be sick.

"Charlie" She walked in, smile beaming, lighting up the room. "Aw, Charlie, are you still under meds?"

"What, yeah" I lowered my voice. "I don't think I can come to school, for at least" I still sounded slightly sick. "Three days" I accidentally let my voice reach normal.

"Charlie" She smiled and pulled the duvet off of me. "I know you're okay, the nurse told me"

"Oh" I sigh and roll my eyes. "Well I don't want to go back to school"

Rosie didn't say anything; she just stared at me, smiling.

I start laughing at her, then really laughing, whilst trying to hold it in.

"What?" She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What's so funny?"

"Your hair is blonde" I laugh even harder.

"Yeah" She smiled at me, pretending to know what's going on. "I think it has always been this colour"

"Are you sure" I close my eyes slowly, and laugh once more. "Well guess what?"

"Uh, what?" I felt her tense up suddenly.

"Your eyes are both blue and green; I mean how does that work?" I laugh and lean my head on her shoulder. "Mine are just blue, yours are like two different colours man"

"Shall I come back later?" She got up slowly.

"No, no, no" I grabbed her hand. "Let's blow this joint"

Rosie's POV

Charlie was slightly off today, maybe it was something to do with the medication he's on.

"I'll be right back..." I extended my words as I got up off Charlie's bed and went outside to speak with the nurse.

"Is there a problem?" The nurse raised her eyebrows at me.

"Uh, no." I took a deep breath. "One quick question, why is Charlie all hyper and loopy?"

"That'd be his pills, they're for his arm." The nurse smiled as she explained it. "You know that he's broken it in several places right? That's why it still causes him pain and needs the pills to help with the reconstruction of the bone."

"Right, well I mean he can stay here right?" I lowered my gaze. "If that would be better for him."

"Of course it would." The nurse was starting to get frustrated with me, I could tell. "But he wants to get out of here. It would boost his morale, so I said he could if he wanted to, the decision was up to him."

"And what did he say?" My heart started to beat faster; I had no idea why though.

"Well, he wanted to see you, so he said yes." She sighed. "But you have to keep an eye out for him though."

I just nodded as I entered Charlie's room once more. He ran a hand through his hair and smiled warmly.

"How you feeling?" I smiled back at him as I sat on his bed. "Besides the broken arm and whatever."

"I've been better." He sighed slightly. "So when are we getting out of here?"

"Well, it depends, I don't think it's best if you go to school." I stood up and Charlie stood up after me. "So we're going to hang out at the House."

"Okay, I mean I don't want to get bombarded with questions or whatever." Charlie half smiled and pointed to his arm. "When we get back, can we watch Mickey Mouse, I love that programme!" Charlie started bouncing up and down on his bed.

"Uh, sure, why not?" I furrowed my eyebrows and sighed a little. "This is going to be a long day..."