After they left -before getting a clear that I was able to leave tomorrow morning- we decided that the best way to end the evening was to watch a movie on the surprisingly large t.v that was hung up on the wall that's perfectly aligned to the bathroom and the exit.

Chris also may or may not have smuggled popcorn and some candy, that includes a large size Hershey Almond bar, a pack of Twizzlers, and of course, an equally large bag of Reese's Pieces which makes this movie night much better. We decided to put on A Quiet Place as I haven't watched it yet and have been dying to watch it, especially since the new one is coming out in a couple of months. It felt great to just sit here next to him and get to spend time with him even if it's in the hospital, it's the thought that counts I guess.

I just can't help but think about tomorrow when I get released and that most likely means that he has to go back home to film for a new show he told me about called Defending Jacob, don't get me wrong I'm excited for him especially he will be filming at home but I still can't help but feel sad that he will be leaving again and will stop talking to me again even though he promised he wouldn't.

I guessed I zoned out longer than I intended as I see Chris' hand moving in front of my face, the movie paused with a concerned look from him.

"Oh sorry about that I was just thinking 's all," I assure him.

"No, it's alright I was just talking to you when I noticed you weren't paying attention so I figured you were probably zoned out. To be honest you kind of scared me at first when I didn't hear you respond back I thought you passed out on me or something." He admits, setting the remote on the side table and making sure that the movie was paused.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, just thinking..." I mumbled, shuffling over a bit to be sitting across from him on the bed. He probably sensed I had more to say as he shuffled around a bit to find a comfortable spot to face me.

"No it's fine...you want to talk about it?" he offers, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his lips as he lays a gentle kiss on the back of my hand.

"I'm just thinking about tomorrow and how I will be discharged from the hospital and...and how you will be leaving. Again." I confess, a sigh leaving my lips as I lean against him.

"I know, I don't want to leave, again, especially now that we have everything straighten out. But we are almost done with the first season and when it does I can come back for a while... or maybe you can go back with me." I look at him after that last sentence, a bit shocked and before I can say anything he starts going over the idea,

"I know... I know it sounds a bit crazy because we barely know each other and not sure how your parents will feel about it but I think it would be nice, we get to be spending more time with each other, I can show you around Massachusetts and I know how much you've been wanting to see it, as you were telling me about traveling around and think of it as a way to cross that state off your bucket listen... and well you can meet my family."

"I... I don't know what to say. It does sound nice but what happens if we get caught leaving the airport or strolling around the city, then what? and what if your family doesn't like me? as it is there is quite a big gap in our age so I don't want to make anything awkward or make them feel forced to like me because of your feelings and... and who knows if my parents would even allow me to go. Ya, it would be nice to go and experience a different surrounding and visit the place you grew up in," I explained, pacing back and forth in front of the bed, not even realizing I got off the bed in the first place, as he continues to sit on the bed watching me the whole time I was ranting. "if... if you can find a way to convince my parents to let me go with you then only-," I try to show him I was being serious as he starts walking towards me with a smile starting to grow on his face, "Ahhh, what... what are you doing?!" I couldn't even finish my sentence as I started laughing at his child-like manner as he picked me up and started spinning me around.

"So you will go?" he questions, a big smile on his face as he still holds me in his arms like a small koala bear that weighed only one hundred pounds.

"Yes, I will go but ONLY if you can help me get my parents to agree in letting me go," I told him, as to remind him of my rant from earlier.

"You got yourself a deal there sweetheart,"

FREEDOMMM

I finally get to finally leave the hospital, I know I wasn't there that long only for three days but it felt more like 3 months. Then yet again I was asleep for most of it so I can't really complain. Even though Chris couldn't stay last night like he did the previous, which was only because I was awake and able to breathe on my own and all that jazz.

So Chris and I agreed that he can just pick me up in the morning and take me home as everyone else will be busy at work or school. I made sure to wake up early enough to be able to take a quick shower and change into actual clothing instead of a thin fabric that leaves my underwear open to the public, which is thankfully possible courtesy of Chris as he stopped by my house yesterday morning before coming to visit me.

Knock...knock...

I hear someone at the door, causing me to leave my thoughts and finish combing out my damp hair to open it, assuming it was Chris on the other side.

Or so I thought.