AJ POV
"They said they're gonna let you go tomorrow morning, you know I won't be here so I'm gonna have Frankie come get you." My dad walked in and looked around the room. "Where's Chris?"
"Ew don't call my teacher by his first name." I responded, looking away from my dad.
"Well where did he go?"
"He went back home, he just wanted to make sure I was alright, but he had to be somewhere he said bye."
"Oh, shame, I like talking to him."
I gave him a disgusted look. Back off he's mine. "But dad, Frankie doesn't even know how to drive."
"You guys will take the bus."
"I don't want to take the bus, or any other transportation but car."
He sighed. "Do you have any friends that can drive you back home?"
"I think so, but I need my phone, where is it?"
"Here." My dad took my phone out of his pocket and handed it to me. I went to Chris's contact name and started to text him.

"Someone can get me." I looked up from my phone.
"Okay, here's your key, just incase Frankie's not around." He handed me my key. "I've got to get home, I wish I didn't have work, I would've hung out with you." He sighed.
"It's okay, I'm happy you were here when I woke up."
"I'm happy you're okay." He patted my good shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay." I watched my dad walk out as I sighed softly. I felt uncomfortable just sitting in the hospital bed. So I played around with the thingy until I found something comfortable. I grabbed my phone and FaceTimed Chris.