*Troyes' pov*

Troye listened carefully to Charlie as he slowly started to remember his plan, and explain it to everyone, feeling horrible for his room mate and his frayed memories, despite the rage churning in his veins.

He hated people who made others feel worthless. He hated bullies and he hated this Logan guy, who ever the fuck he was. Troye's heart monitor started to beep a little to fast, and his angry breathing must have set off an alarm some where.

The friendly nurse, Nicole came rushing into the room, pushing Pj, Charlie and Phil away from Troye as she checked his pulse, and listened to his lungs.

"Sorry, got a little angry..." Troye muttered as Nicole checked his blood pressure. Nicole shoved her glasses up her face and made a 'tsk' sound.

"More then a little angry." She rolled her brown eyes, and tried for a glare, but failed. "Now, stay calm and cool down."

"Yes mama!" Troye gave her a small, silly salute and the nurse laughed before taking the wires of his chest and leaving him so she could check the data.

Charlie giggled as Troye threw on his favorite blue sweater, and rolled his blue eyes.

"My plan trigger you?" Charlie laughed harder, and Troye glared.

"Oh shut up! I'm only going through with this because I hate bullies!"

Charlie said: "Hmmh, sure. We all secretly know you love me!"

Troye sighed. "Yea, yea." Charlie was right, Troye loved his room mate and Phil in a brotherly way, despite him being gay. His feelings towards his friends were strictly platonic.

But his feelings towards the nurse with crazy purplish hair and cute nerdy glasses..... That was totally different.

Troye shook his head as if to snap himself out of the stupid day dream, and stood up, slipping on dark blue converse. Girly, but who gave a shit? He loved his converse.

Rolling his eyes again, Troye followed the trio of three friends out the poorly lit room and into the hallway. Together the went to the elevator and had an uneventful trip to the 3rd floor, the ER.

When they got there doctors were screaming orders, people were sneezing, and family members were crying. Troye wrinkled his small nose. He hated ER's, and from the look on his friends faces it was obvious they did too.

"C'mon..." Said Charlie, and transformed his frown into a grin, making his pale blue eyes sparkle.

"Do I haaaave to go through with this?" Troye asked, shuffling to the waiting room.

"Yes," Charlie commanded. "You're the best looking out of all of us!"

Troye rolled his eyes, blushing bright red. "Phil can do it..." He muttered, but Phil shook his head, and looked self -consciously down at his thin frame. Pj patted his back, and looked up at Troye with sad green eyes.

Oh fuck. Their was no way he could say no to the stranger he had met with the green eyes, and curly hair.

"Alright! Alright!" He sighed, and shuffled up to the front desk, mumbling about how stupid this was.

Quickly he ran his hands through his hair and smiled at the slutty nurse that stood behind the counter, currently tapping away at her phone, ignoring patients.

Her dark brown hair framed her heavily painted face with curls, and her nurses shirt was had the first few buttons undone.

Oh god. This was gonna be horrible.

Troye leaned heavily against the counter, and smiled. Hating every second of what was about to happen.

The nurse, who went by the name Katie looked up at him and smiled, showing of unnaturally white teeth. Internally dying Troye smiled back, and looked her in the eye.

"Hey..." He said in a deep voice, and the nurse giggled, blinking her heavily painted eyes.

Oh god, oh god, just play it cool and pretend you're into boobs'

"Hi!" She cooed, "what's your name?"

"Troye, what's yours?"

"Katie." She licked her bright red lips, causing Troye to blush.

"Hey so..." He said, flashing a smile, and leaving closer to her.

"Yes?" Katie asked, starting to chew on her upper lip, leaning forward so her boobs stuck out more.

"I need to get in to see my friend..." And started and Katie nodded. "And maybe after wards we can go out for ice cream?"

Lies. All lies. Troye didn't really know Dan, and he wasn't allowed to leave the damn hospital without a doctor knowing, but he had to get Pj into see his hurt friend.

Katie, leaning forward even more smiled and giggled. "Oh of course sweetie!" She cooed, and poked Troyes nose with her heavily painted, unnaturally long nails. "What's your friends name again? I'll get you into see him right away!"

"Uumm, Dan..."

"Dan who?" Troye paled, and looked behind him to see the trio of males holding fits of laugher. Glaring at them, blue eyes met green ones, and Pj walked over to Troye. Luckily he had caught on to Troyes call for help.

The nurse smiled up at the new, cute boy in her presence.

"Hello cutie." Katie blinked her dark brown eyes, and twirled her curls around a pink nail. "His name is Dan what?"

"Dan Howell." Pj answered in a small voice, and Katie nodded, before turning back to her computer and tapping away at the keys.

"Ah yes, Dan." She mumbled to herself, reading of the screen. "16, came in here with bad burns...really bad burns, with cuts and bruises. Some brain damage..."

Troye could hear Pjs breath hitch and saw his knees trembling. Quickly, he grabbed the strangers hand for support and gave it a squeeze, unaware of the male nurse with purple hair and thick glasses watching as he rolled a wheel chair towards the elevator.

"Yea, that's him." Pj squeaked out. Katie gave him a sad looked, walked around the desk and pulled both boys into a group hug.

'No no no no no no no!' Troye thought as he breathed in her perfume and smoky smell.

"Now..." She purred, pulling away. "Lets go see Dan huh?"

((Hey guys my family and friends just canceled on me so enjoy a new chapter! =D ))