"Aw look Edward, someone brought me flowers." Before he could respond or the Dr could come, I lost control of my body and Edward must've caught me because I didn't feel the floor and the last thing I saw before I drifted were the flowers.

I had a terrible headache. Why did I have a headache? Oh, must've been my boss bitchy attitude again. Gosh I really need to get the year over with and get a new job.

I opened my eyes to check my alarm and see what time it was. I hadn't heard it ring, was I late for work? DEAR GOD! Please let me not be late for work. I turned to my right stand and did not find my alarm. In fact, I didn't even find my bedroom stand. There was some brown box resembling a piece of furniture with a clear vase of flowers on it.

I whipped my head the other way in a quick motion to see where the hell I was and I was reminded of my headache.

"Ow! Crap!" I said, and I pressed my hand on my forehead. It was not my usually smooth forehead.

"You might want to take it easy and not move your head too fast for now" without listening to the advice I turned to see who spoke. Thinking about my boss was one thing, finding him sitting in a hard looking sofa dressed in wrinkled khakis and a grey turtle neck shirt was a complete different thing. His hair was worse than usual.

"What are you doing in my room?" I questioned. He stood up and walked toward me with a worried expression.

"Do you not remember anything from last night?" he asked quietly. Had we slept together? What the hell had happened? I began asking a million questions in my head then I realized how much of an idiot I was. Hadn't I just noticed my bed stand and alarm clock had been replaced by ugly furniture? For the first time since I woke up I really noticed my surroundings.

"Why am I in a hospital?" I asked him while trying to remember what had occurred the night before. Coming up with…nothing of course.

"We were about to leave to go see a movie with the guys and you said you had forgotten something and on your way back to your apartment you tripped and hit your head on the ground. " he finished with a sigh and his forehead winkled as he touched my head. "Your fever passed. It's strange that you got fever, I don't know if it's a symptom of a concussion." I just stared at him, confused.

"What time is it?" I asked slowly. He looked at his watch and grimaced.

"It's just past noon." He answered. Headache forgotten, I attempted to sit up.

"Whoa!" I said as the room began to spin.

"You might want to take it easy Bella, I told you. You hit your head, you needed stitches and to top it off you had fever." He said as he pushed me down gently. "Now, why don't you stay put and I'll go tell the doctor you are awake?" He didn't wait for my response, he simply went out for the Doctor.

Why is he acting so nice?As I thought about the situation, Edward came through the door with a doctor.

"Would you rather I wasn't?" Edward asked and I just stared at him. What was he talking about? I looked at him confused.

"So I see my patient is finally awake. How's the head, any dizziness?" The doctor began doing his job and I didn't get to ask Edward what he was talking about. Had I said that out loud? About him acting nice?

"From the x-rays I am assuming this wasn't your first visit to the hospital," he said and I blushed in embarrassment and shook my head.

"Well, then from experience you might already know this. You had a concussion and of course you needed some stitches. I'm afraid I might have to keep you hospitalized until I can be sure you are ready to go." Me? Stay in the hospital? How long? NO NO NO! I couldn't! Edward must've seen my panicked expression because he chuckled.

"Maybe if she's under supervision at all times until we're sure she's fine, she wouldn't have to stay in the hospital." He put in.

"Yes! Edward is right! I can go home and be..be under supervision! Alice! She could do it!" I begged the doctor desperately and…he laughed. Why was everyone laughing at me? Was it a felony that I didn't want to stay in the hospital?

"I don't know any Alice's or anyone else beside Mr. Cullen here. Now being a professional doctor, the only way I could let you leave is with the person that brought you, and who took care of you all night and called me every time you seemed to move a finger." Had Edward really stayed all night? I looked at him and saw he was shifting uncomfortably, as if he was embarrassed.

"Well, I didn't call you every time Bella moved a finger but…."he defended himself and again, the doctor laughed.

"So, what you are saying is that the only way I can leave the hospital is if Edward here…"I nodded towards him. "Supervises me himself?"

"That's right." Okay so, Bella, consider your options here. Either you stay at the hospital for who know how long…or…you go home pretending to be supervised by Edward.

"I want to go home, if you don't mind Edward." I turned and told him. He nodded and smiled at me.

"Of course, Bella" he said. I looked at the doctor expectantly.

"Alright, I'm going to fill out the paper work for you to sign Mr. Cullen," and with that he stepped out. I took a deep breath and lay back on the bed slowly this time. I had learned my lesson.

"Well, now I know I have great friends who worry about so much they didn't call or visit." I said grudged.

"Crap. I completely forgot to call them." I turned to look at him.

"So, they left for the movies and we were supposed to go and never showed up…at all?" I said sitting up slowly. He nodded sheepishly. Without thinking about it, I threw myself back on the bed. "Grea—OWW!"

"I'm sorry Bella, I forgot about it! I don't think they will mind if I call them now. I mean, you are sort of better."

"No, is not that! Is just that they probably think I slept with you!" Realization hit him.

"Oh. Well, we can tell them that you were at the hospital…"

"Then they would be super worried and—gosh! They won't let me live!" I said angrily.

"So what do you suggest?" I thought about it for a second. There was no way out of this one. Alice would scold me like my mother if I told her I fell, AGAIN. She would probably call my parents and they will come visit though I would say it's nothing and they would ramble about how they knew I didn't know how to live apart from them and they'd nag and nag until I went back with them.

I couldn't have that.

So, now the other option is…for them to think I slept with Edward. It's not a sin to sleep with someone! I mean we technically did sleep in the same room…just not together. I wouldn't be technically lying…

"We'll just have to go with option two." I said out loud.

"And…what is option two?" Edward asked humor apparent in his face.

"They will think we slept together, which is fine because we technically did sleep in the same—"

"But you have stitches on your head and I have to supervise you for a few days anyway." He interrupted me. OH well DAMN. He was right! About the first part, I hadn't much agreed with the second part.

"Looks like we'll be sleeping together more than one night." He said with a smirk.

Again, this chapter didn't need much fixing because it's pretty much developed. Just a few things here and there. I hope you guys liked it, I sure liked reading it again haha! I had forgotten what I had written!

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