Teddy's POV

Before John's evening show, we took the bus down to the hospital. It was empty up top so that's where we sat.

I starred out the window for the most part, until he struck up a conversation about random things, music, Elvis, being famous things like that. So I asked him about Hilly.

"You seemed to move quickly with her" I chuckled

"Why shouldn't I?" He asked with a smirk

"Well I'm just saying, seems like you jumped the gun a bit" I shrugged

"I'll take that as a compliment" He smiled sarcastically

"You would wouldn't you" I laughed

As soon as we arrived at the hospital, we were shoved into the waiting room for twenty minutes. It was crowded and I was scared straight, crowds made me wanna jump off the nearest bridge.

A doctor came out and brought us into Hilly's room. She was laying there not moving, she's a fighter though stuff like this I would imaging it being her breaking point. John got teary eyed, I did too.

Slipping off my leather jacket, I sat on the bed crisscross. John looked at me funny as he sniffled away a few tears, I smiled and patted the spot next to me.

"Why are you sitting crisscross?" John asked, almost like it was unnatural

"It's a thing, I do my best thinking and talking while sitting like this, and Hilly always laughs at how focused I become" I smiled

"Doesn't surprise me" He said shifting slightly

"Teddy..? John?" Came a murmur from Hilly

"Welcome back to earth" I smiled getting off the bed and wiping some tears from my eyes

Back to earth indeed.

Written by Hannah.