All kind of thoughts were swirling around in his head, what could've happen if the worst possible situation eventuated and what that could mean for him and his feelings for her. Feelings he tried to forget, feelings he tried to bury as deep as he could. But everytime he was around her, he felt lighter, like a dark stormy cloud had lifted and he could see the sun again. That was, what she was for him: the sun. Glowing in her positiveness, warming in her always present smile and if he doesn't look out for himself she could burn him completely. But he didn't know if that would be such a bad thing.
Arriving at the hospital he had to lie to the nurse, otherwise he wouldn't get her room number. He sprinted the stairs up, the elevator would've taken too long. At her door he took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Knocking slightly at the doorframe he pushed the door further open and stepped in.
Except for the black arm sling to immobilize her right shoulder she looked good, maybe slightly drugged but good. He would swear she could hear the big rock that fell from his heart. Later he would fill out the papers to pay for her stay here.
With one large step he was almost at her bed and there was it again, her bright smile and although the worries about her still nagged at him, he could already feel the warmth creeping into his heart. Seating himself at her bedside he leaned forward with his elbows on the bedsheet to see up close if she really was okay or if it was another of her polite answers. The way she automatically touched his hand, almost interlaced her fingers with his, sent all kinds of electricity through his body. He looked at her in question, if it was on purpose or just an accident. He could see the painkillers letting her get tired, so he asked her if there was anything he could do for her and her honest answer suprised him to no ends.
Her piggies were out, he didn't know if he should laugh or showing any other more appropriate emotion for the weirdness of this whole situation. He decided for laugh, she was the only person who made him laugh these days. She brought his laugh back and he would be forever grateful for that. He stood up, bent down to her really beautiful feet, took the blanket and wrapped it tenderly around them, now they had it all warm and cozy.
She thanked him in a half drugged, half sleepy voice and it seemed as if she wanted to say more, but sleep already had taken her over. He kissed her slightly on the forehead, said her piggies good night, switched the lights off and with one last long look towards her bed he left the room.