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[a/n] sorry for the late update. This chapter just gets out May's opinion. Daily dose of reading below……

May's POV

I was in the room with one of the patients named Miley. I had been visiting her for the past 3 weeks she has been admitted into this hospital. This precious almost fragile looking girl had met into a car crash, lost her sister, and her families abandon her. She met into a series of horrible events but yet she is able to let out a genuine smile that I must say is very contagious. Her sea of blue eyes hides the pain and sadness she must be feeling inside. Her beautiful white skin is now scarred with streaks of bruises and stitches. Her light brown hair remains in a tangeled mess on the white hospital pillows. With all these things working against her she still remains beautiful. [a/n May is not gay or anything I just wanted to describe Miley and since Nick isn't in the story yet I used May POV to do this.]

Miley was now laughing at the fact she is going to end up in foster care. She is a bit strange but I suppose being in such tragedies you just have to laugh at some things instead of being such a pessimist. I wish I could do anything help but right now I feel so useless. I ended up laughing myself

"You still don't know you may end up in a very lovely family or your parents may realize the error in the decision about leaving you behind and come back for you." I said.

"Knowing my parents I bet they wont come back unless they want the money they left in the bank back," Miley spoke after letting out a sigh.

"I guess…" I said trailing off not knowing what else to say.

"Umm…can I have the clothes and all things I had the day I came in," she asked so shy and kindly that I couldn't refused.

"Okay, dear...I'll be right back with them," I said not knowing why I have done that since it is against the rules to return the patients stuff until they recovered and is ready to leave. I just couldn't say no to does pleading blue eyes. I walked off into the other room in search of Miley's belongings. After a few minutes I finally found her things and returned to her room to see her just daydreaming and playing with her fingers. She must be really bored staying in this hospital with nothing to do. She looked up at me and saw the iteams in her hand and smiled.

I walked over to her and said, "This is all you had when you came in and there are a few things your sister had as well,"

"Thank you so much," she said with such delight as she gave me a quick hug.

I was going to say something when my beeper went off alerting me that I'm immediately needed by my other patients.

"I'm sorry but I have to go," I said to her in a rush, "are you going to be okay with being by yourself for the rest of the day? I'll be back tomorrow, oh and if you need anything at all just press the button,"

"Oh, it's fine and do I have to have this iv in my arm right now its not like I'm sick or anything," she asked me with curiosity

"Oh... I guess not, I'll take it off for you," I said as I took out the IV from her arm, "I have to go bye." I rushed out of that room as quickly as possible to my next patient.

Miley's POV

I watched as May rushed out of my room. I waited until there wasn't any sight of nurses as I locked the door. I quickly took of my hospital robe and changed into the clothes I had with me. I was about to pull on this white tee when I saw there was blood stains all over it so I changed my mind and put on a black Paramore shirt that said riot! in white and Paramore in red. I bought this shirt at the concert with my sister. I bit my lip and held back the tears. I pulled on the black skinny jeans and put on the socks and my black/white high top converse. I went over to the small bathroom that was in the room and looked for a brush once I found one I slowly brushed it through my tangled mess of hair until everything was all smooth. I washed my face and tried to make the scars less noticeable. I went through the rest of my belongings and took my sidekick, iPod, and money. I slowly crept out of the four walls I call home for the next couple of days and walked into the busy hallway filled with patients, nurses, doctors, and saddened people. I tried to blend in with the mass of people, hoping no one will notice that I'm a patient. I steadily walked over to the cafeteria hoping I will find some decent food to eat instead of that bland hospital food the nurses will try to stuff down my throat. I walk over to the cafeteria lady and buy a sandwich, pepsii, cookies, and an apple for $5.50. Almost all the seats were taken except for this one seat across this breathtaking boy. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. How am I going to sit across from him without staring at him like some weirdo. Ugh…he's going to think I'm some ugly fat weirdo. I was ugly enough before the accident and now I have scars all over my face to add to it. That seat just had to be the only empty seat left in this whole cafeteria right. Oh well, I guess I have to just face my fears it's not like I'm going to see him again. I should get the most out of actually being so close to such a gorgeous boy it may be the last time I will see someone like that. I slowly started walking over to the seat not anticipating sitting across him and humiliating myself..

[a/n who is this gorgeous boy…..nick?]reviw and find out=]