Broken Melody ! Private

Al nodded and closed his eyes. He felt safe around this woman and he hoped Paris would be okay. She would be shocked to find him here worrying about her though. With a sighed he drifted off into sleep and dreamed of the days when his mother could see.
 
Paris mom smiled a few hours afterwards she heard they could go in she shook al "we can go in now"she said happily finaly able to see her duaghter.
 
Al opened his eyes and rubbed them. Nodding he stood and stretched before following after Paris' mom. He was glad he could finally see his friend and make sure she was alright. He gave a happy smile and then a small yawn. He would end up sleeping all day after this was over.
 
Paris sighed in the hospital bed her arm was fully wrapped up she saw al and was shocked some "you came..."she said in shock but it was a happy shock.
 
Al nodded and walked over to his friend. "Yeah I came. I ran all the way over here because I was worried about you." He said sitting down next to her and sighing. "If you want someone to stay with you until you move I can." He said sighing and smiling at her.
 
Paris gve a smile and nodded se let out a sigh watching her heart rate some "yeah so your coming home with me and the heart rate deal is cuase if last time i was ere "she said truthfully
 
Al nodded and smiled. "Yeah I'm going home with you." He said with a small yawn. "I'll have to call my mother and tell her where I'm and to take care of Moose." He said with a sigh. "I'm glad you're okay for the most part." He added looking around the room. He didn't like hospital's much because of how often he was in one for his mother or himself.
 
Paris nodded "alright "she said sighing "hey Al see that gutiar "she asked hoping she could get away with it she knew it was goanna hurt like hell but she had to get it out of her system she tilted her head some and grabbed the paper and pencil from her notebook that her mom had grabbed.
 
Al nodded and grabbed the guitar and handed it to Paris. "Be careful." He said with a sigh as he took a seat and sat down. He was so tired and worn out, but he would stay awake for a bit longer. He was looking kind of pale to, though he wasn't worried about it since he was already at the hospital.
 
"get some sleep.."she mumbled ebfore placing her hand on the gutair pain shot up it she clenched her teeth and sighed she shook her head carefully and sighed before starting to play it lyrics were running in her head continually
 
Al smiled and closed his eyes listening to Paris. Before long he was nodding off, his head falling to one side as he slept. He seemed to be having a peaceful dream and occasionally would mutter something about music in his sleep. He was truly a music fanatic and it showed.
 
Paris smiled some and started singing some she let out a sigh *its the tough road but its the only roadi know *h thought before writing it on tje piece of paper although her writing was terrible right now.
 
Al gave a small sigh and muttered something before opening his eyes. "Hey." He said smiling at Paris and rubbing his eyes. He just couldn't sleep at the moment, though he didn't know why. "You okay?" He asked her wondering if she need help with anything.
 
Paris nodded some "im fine i just cant write right now "she said luaghing she let out a sigh and looked at al and grinned "can you turn the tv on " she asked
 
Al nodded and walked over to the TV and turned it on. He turned around and looked over at Paris and tilted his head. "Any certain channel you want it on?" He asked smiling at her. He gave a sigh hearing his phone reminder going off. He didn't need to check it to know what it was about, though he would ignore that for now.
 
Paris shook her head and sighed some "just tv... News that guys a jerk "she mumbled looking at the celbrity she seemed pissed off at him for some odd reaon.
 
Al nodded and sighed. "Okay." He said as he walked over and sat back down in his chair. "Oh, wow.." He said with wide eyes. He hadn't noticed it had been that long since his last shot, though it would really have to wait. He had forgotten to grab his stuff.
 
Paris looked at gim "you look really pale... "she mumured worredly her eyes were bloodshot but worried she looked at him and tilted her head
 
Al was shaking a little and gave a sigh. "I'm fine, just haven't had my insulin shot in about three days.." He muttered looking at her. He wasn't feeling well, but if he got to sick he was already in the hospital any how. "Don't worry." He said looking at her and smiling.
 
"al !bad boy bad !she said sighing before pushing a button "nurae this idoit needs a insulin shot !"she said in the button
 
Al sighed and shook his head. He had been so caught up in school, singing, and his mother's health to have thought about his own. "I'm not an idiot.. I just am busy with stuff.." He muttered but smiled any way. He hate his shots, but he wasn't going to complain. He hoped Paris' mother didn't think he was irresponsible over this.
 
paris sighed when they came in she gave a bright smile and sighed "did you know i missed a few months of school?"she asked looking at him and sighing she was quiet right now "i was in a mental hospital"Paris said grinning she was happy right now but rembering a year back.
 
Al shook his head and sighed. "I probably didn't know that because I was in this place for two month.." He said looking down and sighing. "That's why I've been working so hard with my school work. I fell behind last year and I'm having some problems this year." He said looking at her and smiling. "So why were you in a Mental Hospital?" He asked hoping she would get mad at him for asking.
 
Paris looked at him "i can help you... im pretty much a genius i just flunk some school work so no one catches on.. "she said truthfully "and well... "she said looking at the tv "well belive it or not it was cuase that jack ass right there !"she yelling at the tv "not the tv.. but mr. big celbrity "she said.
 
Al nodded and sighed. "I would like help.." He said not quite sure what to say about her issue with the celebrity from the tv. He gave a small sigh and wondered how tomorrow would pan out and all. Plus he was happy Paris hadn't asked why he'd been in the hospital for two month last year.
 
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