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The Boy In The Skeleton Pyjamas.

During this operation, found a complication in your heart...<3


*Gerard's diary*
'I hope she's okay, I'm really worried about her, when the nurse came in I thought the worst. I don't even know her name. Damn. I don't even know what she looks like!'

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*Tula's POV*

"Tula honey, wake up, are you okay?"
I looked into my mother's concerned baby blue eyes. I lifted my weary lids to look at her properly, I felt awful. "You just had an operation, you'll be okay" I was confused, why did I have an operation? I felt fine yesterday, I remember, there was a new boy to the ward.
"Where am I?" I didn't recognise the paintings around the room, or the guy opposite me either.
He had green eyes, they were as bright as the winter moon and shone out of his face, he looked happy, which was a rare sight in the hospital. Half his hair was cropped and blonde, while the rest of his hair was black with a curl just over his eye, I saw him bite shyly on his lip piercing as he noticed me staring. I couldn't do anything but smile at him, he looked so friendly, even with all the piercings and crazy hair. "You're back in the ward, although whilst you were in surgery someone hadn't got a bed so he took your place, we moved you across the room, we thought you wouldn't mind a bed next to Gerard." She winked and I looked over, who was Gerard? I'm guessing he's rather good looking.
"Hey. My name's Gerard." said a husky masculine voice from beside me,
It was the boy with the notepad from the other day, no wonder my mum had winked. "Hiya, pleased to meet you."


*Gerard's POV*
"Pleased to meet you" she said, her voice hoarse with sleep, she was English, with no traces of an accent, as if it were a clean canvas.
She looked up, her eyes traced mine under her fluttering eyelashes, like little butterflies framing her eyes. She was pretty, very pretty. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown that seemed to twinkle in the light. Her nose delicate and small, with rounded nostrils and a straight bridge. Her lips were pouted slightly, but not deliberately, it was as if she didn't know she was pretty and everyone else could see it.
Her mom left the room, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"You too, how are you feeling?" I replied after what felt like an age of looking at her face. I mentally kicked myself at how stupid I must have looked. "Alright" she smiled, her voice wavering a bit, she sounded like a nervous sheep, I giggled quietly at her shyness. "A bit tired, I kinda just woke up not knowing where I was." She joked a little, but I could tell she was only pretending to be fine, her butterfly lashes flickered, she really was tired.
"Just sleep." I whispered, lifting my hand up to her face, lightly brushing against her heavy eyelids, helping her drift off. Maybe I hadn't known her very long, but I felt I could do this, she was sleepy, she wouldn't remember this moment when she woke up and she was poorly, and I knew how horrible it was when you're ill, sometimes you need someone there to comfort you.
"Shame, isn't it." said Natalie, the nurse with the nauseating smile. "What is?" I asked politely, trying not to sound rude, I wanted to come across as a nice person, even if I didn't particularly like the woman.
"This dreadful illness, it always gets the good people." What dreadful illness? Why was she acting as if this girl was going to die?
"You don't know?" She asked after I stared at her blankly. "She has cancer, honey."
I almost choked on my own saliva "What?"
I felt so awful, here's me, in here, taking up the beds, when there's people in the same ward who are critically ill. "Will she be okay?" I asked, stuttering my words, dreading the answer.
"We don't know... But the doctors hope for the best." The dreaded woman walked off and I stared emotionlessly at the wall opposite for about five whole minutes. "You okay, man?" A voice appeared from across the room, it was the boy who took her bed, Frank I think his name was.
"Not really, thanks for asking though." He smiled, probably glad I didn't shout at him, he looked like he was happy he'd found a nice person, or maybe he was just a happy person. "I think she likes you dude" I looked at him like he was crazy "What?"

Notes

Enjoy :D chapter dedicated to @ftabd (Cryptic Darkness)
Thank you ever so much for reading. :D
Xoxog

Comments

@TBPAlterEgo
Maybe once I'm finished with Shadows You Left Behind I could re-do this story more realistically, but I hate it at the moment. xD I might do. Thank you! :D

inactive123 inactive123
3/23/14

@XOXOg
Yes!!! You need to keep going with this, its amazing!

TBPAlterEgo TBPAlterEgo
3/23/14

@TBPAlterEgo you think? I don't know man....plus I've given you the ending now. xD

inactive123 inactive123
3/18/14

PLEASE DON'T DELETE! It's so good...

TBPAlterEgo TBPAlterEgo
3/18/14
This song reminded me of the story. ^.^
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H86730HjLVA
inactive123 inactive123
11/6/13