When I'm With You

Asher POV:

After the blood pressure test I was able to leave. Finally, That hospital smelled like old people... But I really do feel sorry for all those people who are really sick and people who need wheelchairs...

"So... About Hans." Piers looked really serious.

I didn't know what he needed to talk to me about him, but it made me think that it wasn't gonna be good. Or at least that's what he's making it seem like.

"Do you have any... Feelings for him? Not that I think you're gay because you're probably not." Piers looked at me with an intimidating- wait. Not intimidating... More like charming.

"Feelings? What do you mean?" I was so confused. I barely know this kid and he's asking me personal questions. I'm just your patient, but I don't wanna be rude so I continued being nice.

Piers looked straight at me. He was gonna say something, but he was kinda... Struggling.

"Listen... I... I like-"

(Ringtone sounds)

"Oh my girlfriend is calling me. Hold on..." Piers stood up and walked a distance away from me.

Well he has a girlfriend. That's nice I guess. I still don't know what I am... Gay or straight. It's so confusing!!! Why do we have to label ourselves, we aren't packages. Who's gonna care if you're gay or not... Ugh it's just dumb honestly...

Piers makes his way over to me. It seems that he's done talking with his girlfriend. "Hey just forget about what we were talking about, you can call someone to pick you up or.... I can get my mom to take you home."

This got me surprised. He would let a boy he just met today ride in a car with him and his mom. Is he nuts or something??

"No it's alright I'll call my... Dad." I declined Piers's offer.

"Oh, well that's fine. See you then." Piers smiled and walked out the room.

I take out my phone and dial the number I hate dialing... My dad. Sadly he's still alive. My dad picked up the phone.

Dad: What do you want.

Me: I need you to pick me up from the hospital.

Dad: I forgot you got hit by my car. Just wait for me you useless son of a bi-

Me: Shut up! Don't call me that!!! And you just hit me with your own car and you don't even feel sorry?! I hate you!!!

Dad: Don't talk to me like that! You know what. Wait until I take you home. You'll learn to never talk to me like that again, piece of shi-

*Ended call*

"There's no way I'm gonna let him take me home." I start dialing Kate's number and ask her for a ride. She said that she'll be able to get her dad to pick me up. So I waited.

(20 minutes later)

I got tired of waiting in my room so I left the hospital to get some fresh air. Then I couldn't believe it... My dad's car was right outside. He rolled down his car window.

"Hey Asher!! Get inside now!" my dad yelled.

"You're out of your mind. I'm not gonna ride with you!" I ran back inside the hospital.

"Asher you're in a whole lot of trouble!!" my dad came out the car and entered the hospital.