The next morning was Saturday, and I was obviously at the hospital. I started helping out the staff for about half an hour, then I got tired and went to Ashton. Unfortunately, there was a nurse when I entered and so I had to wait. The nurse smiled at me through the glass in the door, but all I really wanted was for her to hurry up. I tapped my foot impatiently, praying she just leaves.

While waiting for her to finish, I took out my phone to text Hannah or something. I leaned against the wall and I began typing a really hilarious quote I found somewhere as a start to our conversation. However, just as I start, my phone began to ring. I sighed softly, knowing I might forget what I was going to tell her. I swipe and put the phone to my ears.

"Cody, darling, how may I help you?" I ask in a posh, British accent.

He laughed, "I miss you."

"I know you do, how could you not miss me?" I scoff and push myself off the wall.

"I'm not going to have this conversation with you," he laughed, "your ego is too big right now." I began to pace the hall slowly, "As big as yours, right?"

"But you like it big, don't you?"

I blush and bite my bottom lip, "It's more exciting when it's big... although it's a challenge sometimes to deal with you... and that big ego of yours."

"Yeah, ego... sure," he muttered.

I rolled my eyes but a smile appeared on my face. I walked to get a seat in the waiting room close by, away from people. "Where are you now?"

"Uh in my room catching a ball."

"In like a hotel?" I asked.

"Uh yeah, sort of. We've got a game next week," he informs me.

"Well I wish you good luck then," I smile.

"Would you like to come watch?" he asked me. I furrowed my eyebrows, thinking for a moment. I don't understand any sport. I have zero knowledge of any type of physical activity – I'm not even exaggerating right now. The only sport I've ever tried was soccer (obviously) with Cody. I hated gym and was always 'sick' for the periods. Yes, I'm that unfit. So, going to a soccer game would be a complete waste of time. I'd be so confused.

But then again, I loved watching Cody. I don't know why when he's sweaty and wet it turns me on so much. I don't even care about the smell, I just love to see him with glistening skin in the sun. And I just sort of get a feeling of high when the water runs down his body, showing off the perfect outline of his back and chest. Or how his hair sort of sticks to his face when he drenches it in water to cool himself down. It's all just a huge turn on – I wanted to take him right there on the God-damn field. And he knew it. He would always fucking tease me by pulling up his shirt to 'wipe his face' or he suddenly feels like it's totally necessary to run his fingers through his hair slowly, or sometimes he's just pull off the top and fucking wink at me. I mean, I enjoyed it all... but damn the tease.

"Ethan? You still there?" he asked me.

"Yes, uh yes, of course."

"Yes what?" He asked confused. I chuckled, "I'll have to ask my mom for permission... to go..."

"Okay, cool. You'll tell me what she says, yeah?"

"Yup."

"Can't wait."

"Neither can I..." I honestly say, and once again began to think of him on the field. This is so not good for me... especially when he's not here.

"You sound so distant," he points out.

I smile and nodded my head, "Oh I am."

Cody began to laugh, "What the fuck, man. Stay with me."

"No," I shook my head, "I'm going to leave you, just like you did to me."

"Wow, Ethan. You hold grudges like a bitch."

"Yes, I do. I love you still," I tell him, "Although you picked your career over me. But it's okay, I moved on."

"You moved on? And I'm here killing myself over you?" he sarcastically said.

"Well I don't know, revive yourself now... just not with another guy – I would seriously kill you and him."

Cody laughed, "You're so unfair, you realize that, right?"

"Yes, baby, I do, but I can't change."

"I can't believe I'm in love with you. You're a real jerk," he says.

"Damn, that hurt, babe," I say with sarcasm dripping from my lips. Cody began to laugh, making me laugh also. After a while he said, "I have to go, okay."

"Hmm, there you go again, leaving."

"Ethan, I love you. Just be happy," was his final statement. I replied, "I love you, even though you're an idiot," then I hung up the phone. I stared at the black phone screen and a smile crept onto my face. I'm all too excited to see Cody on Friday (if my mom says yes). I feel like I haven't seen him in ages, so this is just perfect. I continued to smile at myself as I stood from my seat to walk back to Ashton's new room.

I'll admit, I forgot I was even in the hospital during that entire conversation. Cody just distracts me. I completely forgot about Ashton, which is completely fucked up, but he doesn't have to know that. I entered the room and found him reading a book. "Must be pretty boring in here, huh?"

"Yep," he didn't even look up from his book, which was a bit on an insult.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing," he answers. I took that answer, with a shrug of my shoulders. I walked to his bed and leaned down to kiss his cheek. After, I took a seat on his bed, since that was the only seat available in this silly room. I definitely prefer Angel's room than this. It's way smaller than the previous room, and there isn't anywhere which accommodates me. There's a small drawer and a random (unnecessary) table and that's basically it. The room definitely needs a make-over.

"How long were you in this depressing ass room?" I rose an eyebrow then scoffed.

"A while," he replied.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

"No, Ethan, I'm okay."

"You can tell me, you know," I tell him as I took his hand and stared into his eyes. Ashton rolled his eyes then slowly took his hand out of mine. My eyes widened and I slowly removed myself from on his bed. "What's wrong?"

"Would you stop asking that?" he asks me.

"Would you stop lying to me? Come on, what happened?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Nothing," he says and shrugs. I scoff and shook my head. I can't take this right now. I quickly turn around and walk out of the room.

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