Melvin's Pov:
I was suddenly awoken to a shaking motion which was made by George. "What do you want?" I asked, looking over at the clock. It was still early considering it was 5 AM, the school doesn't open until 7:30 and doesn't start until 8. "So, Harold's alarm went off for work and I went to check on him. So, I checked and he didn't wake up." George explained, his stance showing he was panicking. "Excuse me, say that again." I spoke, getting my glasses from the nightstand. "The temperature! It was down last night apparently and he slept on the couch with no blanket! He is sorta is breathing but, he's cold to the touch! I already call the emergency hotline, an ambulance is being sent right away. Get ready in school uniform quickly!" He responded, running to get his uniform and straight to the bathroom. I stood up quickly and changed into my uniform as quick as I could while rummaging through my backpack for a spare toothbrush. George came back into the room and I rushed to the bathroom. As I brushed my teeth, I could hear George grabbing something and putting it on Harold. I get out and grab our bags as I went beside him. "Ah jeez, this is my fault." He mumbled as he put his hands on his face. I put a hand on his back and sighed as I noticed Harold laying there on the couch with a blanket now placed on him. George was right though, Harold wasn't in a good state as he wasn't breathing properly and his body temperature was cold to the touch. The doorbell rang and I got up to open the door for the paramedics. George moved aside as they carefully handled Harold into a bed and rushed their way to the ambulance.

The paramedics allowed us into the ambulance realizing that we might have information on how this happened. They noticed our school uniforms and promised to call the school for our late absence. Which I never wanted to happen, my parents will be highly disappointed to see I missed half or full day of school. But, if George is going to be involved in this then, I'm willing to stick along just for him. I could George look down throughout the journey to the hospital which I'm guessing is because of the guilt he feels.

-Time Skip, In the hospital room-

"So, the reason why he is in this state is because of sleeping on the couch with no blanket in the freezing temperature of last night?" The doctor questioned, double checking. "Yeah, that's correct. I didn't know it would be that cold! I would assume he would have taken care of himself because he realized we were in the bedroom and we fought. Gosh, this never would have happened if I didn't fight with him!" George replied, looking down and rubbing his arm with his hand. "Now, don't fret. This isn't your fault at all, just an accident that happened that wasn't in your control." The doctor replied and I nodded looking at George.

"See, he is waking up now and you are allowed to check on him. I do need to talk with him after all." The doctor spoke, pointing at a now fully awaked Harold sitting slightly in bed. "Harold Hutchins, how are you?" I asked, crossing my arms. "I'm fine, I guess. But, why am I in the hospital? Unless..." Harold spoke, before glaring at George who immediately hid behind me. "Besides that, Harold you suffered from hypothermia in your sleep. Right now, you have returned to normal body temperature with this warming blanket on you." The doctor explained.

Harold nodded while glaring at George, I'm guessing they are still fighting but, at this time, Harold is the one mad at George. "You should be out of here by this evening but, it could differ considering your body takes time to warm up than usual. Oh and I called your family to pick you up." The doctor added which caused George to suddenly get out from hiding. "Wait! What about George and I?" I asked for him. "I have already informed the school of your absences but, if you would like, you can go down to the reception center for a late slip." The doctor replied before leaving.

"Well, that's one thing I have to worry about. Why did they call my family?" Harold asked, suddenly pulling on our ties to bring us closer to him. "They wouldn't stop bugging me and well, I managed to get your mom's phone number from your phone before we left." George explained as I slightly tugged my tie from his grasp. "Harold, you really should rest, after all, that's why you are in the hospital." I spoke, giving him a glare.

"Why don't you shut up, nerd. Before I beat you up like last time?" Harold replied, letting go of our ties. "Last time? You shoved my head into a toilet, you wouldn't have the strength to beat me up especially not in your current state." I explained, looking away. I spot George's sudden panicked and worried look from our conversation. "Why you little-!" Harold was stopped as he grasped too hard on the left bed handle. The handle folded itself into its original spot and Harold almost fell as of the result. "Harold! Be careful!" George exclaimed, helping Harold back into bed.

"Calm down, dork. I'm fine." He replied and I sighed in disappointment. I suddenly heard the door open to see a blonde girl standing there. George and Harold seemed to notice as the room went silent and the girl walked forward to Harold's right side.

"Heidi?" Harold questioned and I looked at George with a confused look. Who's Heidi?