"Hey Al." Josh's voice was barely audible, but I heard it.

"Hey Josh, how you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess."

"Josh, I'm so sorry about what happened and-"

"Al, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that we're okay." There was a slight dip in his voice.

"We are okay, aren't we?"

"Of course we are!" I lent in and gave him a big hug, making sure I didn't squeeze him too hard.

"So, where's Zander?" I blushed a little at the question.

"We stayed here overnight, there was only one bed...so, so he stayed in the truck."

"How thoughtful of him." Josh's voice was laced with jealousy, but I dismissed it quickly.

"When can I leave this hell hole?" Josh began to laugh, but the chuckles quickly turned into intense coughs.

"They're making you stay another day. Just to make sure you're alright, you know. You did get hit by a bus."

"I remember it being a school bus. They don't run on the weekend, do they?"

"No, they don't."

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The next day

We were taking Josh to the arcade in Zander's truck. He'd been discharged early. It's a miracle that he didn't break anything. Well, he had fractured a rib but that felt like nothing compared to what could have happened. Everybody keeps telling me how lucky he is. I don't think they realise how lucky.

We were about to leave town when a police car stopped us.

"Good Morning officer. What can we do for you on this fine morning." Zander was crankier than usual, even for him.

"Licence and registration."

By the looks of it the officer wasn't having the best morning either. Zander mockingly took out a piece of paper and got out his wallet, taking his licence out.

"That Good enough for you?" I quickly nudged Zander for him to stop, but it was like I wasn't even there.

"I don't like your tone, boy."

Zander's hands curled up into fists; I didn't like where this was going. It was just a routine inspection, why was he so agitated?

"Are you gonna arrest me or something, because if not I'd like to be on my way."

It was like watching a reality show where two plastic women tried prove they had the bigger boobs.

"Please Zander, just stop." I whispered in his ear. In an attempt to calm him down, I wrapped my hands around his clenched fists and entwined my fingers with his. He let out a small huff and began speaking.

"I'm sorry officer. Is there anything else you would like from me?"

Both the officer and Zander seemed to relax quite a bit after that. The officer shook his head and allowed us to go. My hands were still on his when he looked over at me.

"Sorry. Im just...im really tired and-"

"It's fine. Let's just get to the arcade, and then we can talk."

AUTHORS NOTE

Hi guys! Thanks so much for reading this story, sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been really busy!

Don't worry though, new chapters are coming. I really want to know what you guys think of the story so far, so please vote and comment. Also, if you can't wait to learn more about Zander and Allison's relationship, keep reading!

~C.F