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It was another late Friday night as you finished up studying for a Psychology test you had that Monday. You knew you didn't have to worry about it too much – it was your favorite subject and you actually took in all the lessons pretty easily – but you just wanted to make sure you got the best grade you could. Plus, you knew you'd be busy all day tomorrow getting ready for prom.
It was nearing 1:30am when you finally decided to turn in for the night. Your phone was resting on your nightstand as it was charging when you heard it start ringing. You turned your head, looking over and seeing your boyfriend's picture on the screen.
Cody rarely ever called you this late unless he couldn't sleep, but you knew for a fact that he'd gone to bed almost four hours ago since he'd been on the phone with you until the moment you heard him start snoring – though, he did usually call you whenever he woke up from a nightmare and needed help calming down.
"Hey, babe!" you chirped as soon as you accepted the call, taking the phone off of the charger and turning on your lamp as well.
"It's not Cody, dear," you heard your boyfriend's mother say on the other line, which only confused you even more.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Stephanie," you said, "Is everything okay?"
She sighed softly, "I'm afraid not."
"What's wrong?" you immediately began panicking, sitting up in bed, "Is Cody okay? What's going on?"
"Cody's fine, sweetheart," she said reassuringly, "He's just in the hospital."
"He's in the hospital?!" you exclaimed softly, not wanting to wake your parents up, "How can he be fine if he's in the hospital?!"
"I can see why he didn't want me to call you now," she laughed lightly.
"Stephanie!" you squeaked.
"Honey, you know I would tell you if something were seriously wrong," she reminded you, "He just woke up about an hour ago with some stomach pains that he said didn't feel right, so we came here just to be safe. The doctor said tests should be coming back within the next hour."
"Will he be well enough before tomorrow night?" you asked worriedly.
"I'm not sure, dear," she sighed, and you could just see her shaking her head, "But I'll call you as soon as we find out what's wrong."
"Okay," you said softly, "Call me before then if it gets bad."
"I will, dear," she said, "Just get some sleep. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye," you said, hanging up the phone.
You stared at the dark screen for a moment before throwing yourself back onto the mattress with a sigh, hoping your boyfriend would be okay.
~
The next day
You woke up at 11 that morning, immediately looking at your phone. You had one missed call from Cody – or more than likely his mom – that you had received an hour before you woke up. So, obviously, you immediately called back.
"Hey, princess," Cody said hoarsely when he answered your call.
"Why do you sound like that?" you asked in a rush, "What's wrong?"
"Y/N," you could hear his smile.
"Sorry," you whispered, "But what's going on? Why did you go to the hospital?"
"I thought my mom told you," he said, the confusion in his voice obvious.
"She was going to, but I fell asleep," you replied shyly.
"Oh, well, it was nothing major; I just need to have my appendix taken out."
"Cody-"
"It's nothing these doctors haven't seen before, princess," he assured you, "I'll be in and out of surgery in an hour."
"But you're not going to prom," you murmured.
"I'm sorry, princess," he sighed, "But that doesn't mean you won't have an amazing time."
"Cody, I am not going to prom without you," you said firmly.
"Y/N, can you just not be stubborn for once?" he asked, a bit of a frustrated tone in his voice, "You know just as well as I do that you've been looking forward to this night for months, and I'll be damned if I'm going to be the person to ruin that."
~
Eight hours later
Like hell you were going to go to prom without your boyfriend.
You spent the afternoon going to your hair appointment and getting your makeup done as planned before heading back home. It was about 6:30, so you just lounged around for an hour until you had to put your dress on.
When it was time to do that, your mother helped you and insisted on taking photos of you in the outfit. You humored her for a few minutes while she did so and she grabbed her keys when she was finished so she could drive you.
Instead of driving you to the school, however, you both went to the hospital.
The receptionist at the front desk tilted her head as you and your mom walked through the door, but gladly told you Cody's room number when you asked, even telling you that you looked beautiful, making you smile slightly. You thanked her before you led your mom to the elevator.
You went to the third floor and quietly searched for Cody's room. When you finally found it, your mom went in first while you waited outside.
She knocked on the door and you heard Stephanie call for her to come in. She did so, leaving the door open a bit so you could still hear what was going on.
"Y/M/N?" Cody said, furrowing his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"
"Heard you were in the hospital and not going to prom," she shrugged with a sly grin, "But I figured you'd still like to see your girlfriend in her dress." She pulled out her phone and showed Cody the pictures of you.
He instinctively smiled, staring at your photo. Cody knew you were going to look beautiful – even if you had refused to let him see it before he came to pick you up on prom night. He wasn't going to say he wasn't disappointed that he couldn't see you in person, but he knew you were having fun with your friends and that was all that mattered to him.
"She looks beautiful," Cody said softly.
"Thank you," you said as you pushed the door open and came into the room.
Since Cody was hooked up to a heart monitor, everyone heard his heart skip a beat. You giggled softly, walking over to his bed.
He carefully sat up as you reached him, wrapping his arms around your waist. Your fingers ran through his hair lightly as you hugged him back, kissing the exposed skin of his shoulder from where the hospital gown had slid off.
"I thought I told you to go to prom," Cody mumbled into your neck.
"I thought I told you I wasn't going without you," you returned.
"I thought I told you not to be so stubborn."
"And I don't know why you're ever surprised that I am," you replied, feeling him smile.
"You look beautiful, princess," he repeated.
"Thank you," you told him, "How are you feeling?"
"Better," he shrugged, finally letting go so he could look at you. He took your hands, his thumbs rubbing the back of them as he looked at you from head to toe. "So this is the dress you've been refusing to let me see," he grinned, making you giggle softly.
"Well, I thought someone would be able to get your reaction on camera, but hearing it was much better," you teased, kissing his cheek. You felt his smile fade, making you pull away to look at him again.
"I'm sorry I ruined your night," Cody murmured before you could say anything. You could sense Stephanie about to say something, but you beat her to it.
"Are you alive?" you asked him, your fingers running through his hair.
He nodded, not too sure where you were going with this. You smiled softly, letting your hand slide down to his cheek.
"Then don't worry about not going to prom," you whispered, making him smile again as you leaned down to kiss his lips.
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inspiration: http://kp00h.tumblr.com/post/23432983950/this-my-older-sister-chloe-and-her-boyfriend-ryan