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FLETCHERS POV:

My eyes painfully opened slowly, I looked around to see where I was. It looked like I was in a hospital room, pretty much everything was white. Typical hospital. Hate them. I see Olive sat rocking in the white chair that was placed next to my bed. Thank god she was okay.

"Olive! You're okay!" I say, trying to sit up, but crumpling in pain as I tried. I looked down at the drip that was attached to the back of my hand and the blue cast on my wrist.

"No no no Fletcher! Lie back down, you need to rest! But I'm so glad you're awake now, you were unconscious and I didn't know what to do and I cried for ages and-" She started to cry before I cut her off.

"Shhh it's okay, I'm fine, I promise. Don't cry." I wipe her tears away. She smiled and hugged me tightly.

"Ow ow ow..." I wince.

"Oh sorry!" Olive laughs.

The last thing I could remember was all the pain and agony I was in, I could hardly see or hear, the pain was excruciating. Every kick had felt like a meteor crushing me. I remember I saw Olive crying and Luke's evil grin. Then I remembered the FBI bursting through the door and all the boys tried to run but they were caught. The last thing I saw was Olive rushing over to me in tears but then I blacked out at the sound of her croaky, hurt voice.

A nurse dressed in pink entered the room interuptting my flashback.

"Oh hello there! You're finally awake that's good. I'm sorry but you're going to have to stay over night again... Your body still needs to heal, you have severe bruising on your muscles and you've fractured your wrist as you can probably see." She says, smiling.

"Wait what? Again?" I say, surprised.

"Yes, you have been unconscious for about two days, like a coma I suppose. But don't worry, that is just how your body deals with shock. It's completely normal for some people."

Olive squeezes my hand tightly, (the right one, without the cast) I stroke the back of her hand with my finger, this always calmed her down. I suddenly remembered something important. I pulled Olive close, as if to protect her and sat up vigorously, ignoring the pain.

"Where's Luke?!" I raise my voice, in alert.

"Oh you mean the boy that did this to you? He's with FBI at the moment." Says the nurse calmly.

"Actually it was his 'helpers', there was five of them. One was wearing a black t-shirt with-" Olive starts.

"Oh no, it's quite alright, you don't have to describe them..." Says the nurse, trying to escape the maze of Olive's memory.

OLIVES POV:

I was ecstatic that Fletcher had woken up, I hadn't slept in days worrying. I couldn't help feeling that it was all my fault. I didn't want to tell him how worried I had been and how long I had stayed there waiting for him to wake up, or how I hadn't eaten since that day, or how I had been sick about 7 times because I was worrying too much and because of all the guilt I felt. I didn't want him to worry about me, he needed to focus on getting better himself. But him, stroking the back of my hand made me realise how much I needed and missed him. I calmed down a bit and suddenly began to feel normal again. I was going to look after him until he gets better. No matter what.

"Do you want a drink?" I smile at Fletcher as the nurse finishes changing his drip and bandages.

"I'll get it don't worry!" Fletcher grins, forgetting that he was in his state.

My smile fades as he begins to try to sit up but then realising that he was kind of bed ridden. His face drops and the smile that he always had on his face had disappeared. My eyes welled up, he was always smiling, he just didn't seem himself and I hated it.

"Um don't worry, I'm not thirsty..." Fletcher mumbles.

"Are you sure? I'll get you anything you want? Your favourite? Stawberry and banana milkshake? You never say no to that!" I try desparetly.

"No no, it's fine." Fletcher answers bluntly, but you could tell he was noticing my effort.

"Oh come on Fletch, it's good for you, it will help you heal better! Interesting factoid about strawberries and bananas; a strawberry is not a berry but a banana is." I say, sitting down on his bed.

Fletcher smiles. "Thanks, I really needed to know that Olive." He laughed sarcastically.

"Fletcher please, you can't not have anything... You need to get better."

"No I don't."

"I need you to get better..."

That one line made Fletcher look up at me, his bluey green eyes stared deep into my soul, he could read me like a one page book.

"Ergh fine, but only for you." He gives in.

I smile, get up and walk to the doors quickly but before I could walk out Fletcher calls for me.

"Wait Olive, can you do me a favour?"

"Yeah sure, anything for you."

"Could you give me a kiss? I miss them." His eyes sparkled.

I giggle and make my way back over to Fletcher. I stand above him and slowly push my hair behind my ears and give him a light kiss on his lips, as if I didn't want to hurt him more. I felt his cast wrap around my waist. I pull away and smile. Then I start to walk back to the door, but I was yet again stopped.

"Oh yeah and Olive?"

"Yeah?" I turn around.

"I love you."

"...I love you too..."

I actually welled up when I was writing this chapter... :') Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did writing it. And please can you review what your favourite chapter is and why, I don't mind them being long reviews, I LOVE reading them and seeing what you think and what your opinion is, it always makes me laugh and smile :)

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