4 weeks later

"Hi Jonny."

"Hi Chris."

"Oh, should I leave and come again later?", I asked half to Jonny and half to the doctor who was making her last checkup on my friend.

"No it's fine. We're almost done anyway.", she answered in a friendly voice before she turned her attention to Jon again.

"And remember don't overwork yourself. No-"

"No concerts the next few weeks, I know."

"Good. See you at your checkup next week, Mr. Buckland."

I grinned, my daydreams taking me far away from reality once again. Mr. Buckland and Mr. Martin... I liked the way that sounded. I imagined Jonny and me in a suit, dancing together. Last time I had seen Jonny in a suit had been quite a while ago, but I still had a really vivid picture of him in my mind. It had been at the wedding of a friend of Guy. When I had first seen him I had stared at him in awe for a minute straight until Jon had broken out in laughter and asked if he was that bad at picking a suit to wear. I had just managed to recover from seeing him look that sexy to tell him he looked handsome before Jane had arrived and reminded me of who I was supposed to be admiring. Back in that time I hadn't yet been aware of my affection for Jonny, but looking back it seemed so obvious that I wondered how I could have denied it for that long. I had just never seen the possibility of me being gay, or being sexually attracted to anyone other but a woman for that matter. But when I was with Jonny that didn't make a difference, though I also felt physically attracted to him I didn't see his gender in first place. I saw his personality, and the connection we unquestionably had. I had never allowed myself to think of it as more as friendship, after all you could be soulmates in a friendship as well. But I wanted him, I really did. I wanted to feel him close me, I wanted to feel his lips on mine, our bodies touching. There was no denying anymore, even though my fantasies probably would never become reality.

"Chris? Chris! Are you alright?"

I started and turned my eyes that had been staring into empty space towards Jonny.

"Yeah- Sure, I was just... thinking."

"Oh what's going on in that mind of yours? New song ideas?", Jonny asked with a grin. 

He had been super happy and excited all morning knowing he could finally leave the hospital. It made me smile and feel good myself whenever I knew he was happy. Not only because I deeply cared about him, also his smile seemed to be contagious with the way it could light up the whole room.

"Oh I was just thinking how sexy your ass looks now that you're wearing normal not hospital clothes again.", I said with a smirk. I had always made that sort of sarcastic jokes with him, just that they weren't really sarcastic anymore now, at least from my side. 

"Oh, checking me out again?", Jonny laughed.

If he only knew.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Of course, who wouldn't want to be checked out by the sexiest vegetarian of twothousand-whatever?"

That title will haunt me forever.

"Why does everyone always keep calling me that?"

From through the glass door of the room we must have looked pretty funny, joking and laughing like little kids. But neither of us cared about that and Jonny shamelessly started tickling me.

"Hey, that's mean! You know I'm defenseless because I'm not allowed to tickle you back!"

"Good, now at least I finally have a chance to win."

We ended up laying on the hospital bed, our faces all red from laughing. What was it with Jonny and me that we always found ourself having hilarious fake-fights laying on the ground or bed? Not that I didn't like the idea of laying on a bed with Jonny...

Oh shut up, I told the part of me that was starting to daydream about all the things I wanted to do laying in a bed with Jonny once again. It was certainly not the moment for that or this would end up being really awkward.

Which happened a few seconds later anyway.

We both jumped up from the bed when we suddenly heard someone clearing their throat next to us.

"Excuse me, is there any problem?", the nurse asked.

"No- I'm sorry. We were just joking around."

We both got up and gathered Jonny's stuff before we'd cause more trouble. A few minutes later Jonny had signed all the papers for his discharge and we both got into my car that was parked on the hospital parking lot. I thought back to the night I had first arrived here, completely broken down. It all seemed so far away now. But I would never forget the pain of not knowing if Jonny was okay and not being able to be there for him. 

"You ready?" 

Jonny nodded and I started the car.

"It's weird", Jonny uttered "to go back into normal life after spending so much time in a hospital."

"I know, but you will be alright Jonnyboy, I'm sure. Just take it slow."

For me and the rest of the band the last weeks had been quite busy, between our visits to the hospital we had gotten the most crucial part of the Coldplay crew over to California to start working on moving the tour and re-planning everything. We had already announced the delay of the rest of tour to our fans, and despite some complaints most of them were quite understanding since they knew about Jonny's state. Much of a bigger problem had been the cancelation of all the local tour crew and stadiums, but obviously we didn't have any other chance. By now all of that had been more or less figured out though, and we would soon announce new tour dates.

"I hate that we won't be able to properly rehearse for at least two more weeks."

Even though Jonny usually was more of the patient type I knew he felt like he was sort of letting us hanging, which was nonsense obviously.

"It's alright Jonny. Your health is more important."

"I know..."

"And apart from that, we have enough other stuff to do. I need to show you so many songs I started working on!"

Jonny started grinning next to me. I knew he loved when I showed him songs, even if he thought they were crap at least we'd have something to laugh about. Even though I obviously did that with all of the guys, it still seemed like some special thing between me and Jonny. He'd always be the first one to hear them, when I was in London or he was here I'd often even call him at night just so he could help me by doing his magic on them. We hadn't done that for way too long though and I really missed it.

"I have an idea.", I couldn't help a wide smile appearing on my face. "You down for pizza service and jam session in my flat tonight?"

Jonny didn't even have to say something for me to know his answer. His grin gave away everything.

"I so am!", Jonny exclaimed anyway. 

I hadn't felt that good in so long. Jonny was out of the hospital, and we would play songs together tonight like in the good old times. Despite everything things really couldn't have been going any better.