ronniehudson:

It’s dark. And cold.

come see me?

anna—abrams:

She smiled crossing her legs from were she sat on the edge of his bed. “Well, I figured you’d be bored, and in need of some company.” She said as she was naturally a very cheerful person, her day had thus far been boring so she was decided to make Hers, and Wesley better with some company. “I have an idea of what it must be like for you right now, you know my Dad, he can’t even walk.” She said trying to show him that none of this phased her at the moment. “So…” She said realizing that was probably an awkward thing to say. “Lets play a game, since we don’t know each other that well why not twenty one questions? I’ll ask you one, and then you ask me one? It’ll be fun.” She said not really waiting for a an answer as she went straight into the questions. “What do you like to do in your free time?”

Wesley smiled at the girl. “Thank you, you were right. I was incredibly bored. There’s not much I can really do around here. Just sit and watch TV and sometimes I get company, like yourself.” He spoke softly and nodded as she spoke about her father being cripple. “I guess you do. It’s hard but I’ll be able to walk again someday. It’s going to take a lot of work but it’s possible. Which is lucky for me.” Wes explained. As she explained the game he grinned. “Excellent. I like to sing, play guitar and various sports. Oh and piss off my brothers.” He chuckled before thinking of a question for her. “Favourite movie and why?”

(Source: spareeeee)

greatest-hummel:

“Oh shut up, I’m cooler.” He smirked raising a brow, “That sucks, we should make them hire hot single nurses for you, that way you can have the time of your life when they’re giving you that sponge bath.” Aaron smirked, giving him a playful wink before letting out a sigh. “At least you’re somewhat okay, I mean, sure you can’t move your legs, but they will get better… You will get better.” Aaron smiled grabbing the remote and changed the channel until he noticed that Mean Girls was on. “Which reminds me.” Aaron paused, “When you get better, I’m going to kill you for fucking up Sally.” He laughed biting his lower lips, “Where were you going, anyways? I mean… I could have just given you a ride.”

“You are not.” Wes laughed and shook his head before letting out a soft sigh. “They should, it would make this so much more enjoyable. Right now I feel so lame. I can’t do anything myself.” Rolling his eyes, he shrugged his shoulders. “I know I will, it’s going to take time though. They said their surprised that it wasn’t worse, I got lucky.” Wesley looked to his brother and let out a nervous laugh before shifting his gaze back to the television. “Yeah, sorry about that. You see, Sally was the only car at the house and I needed to get to the train station. I was going to New York to visit a friend and just get away for a while. Allie was going to bring the car right back. It didn’t work out as I’d planned.” He sighed. 

dylan-hummel-anderson:

wesleyhummelanderson:

dylan-hummel-anderson:

wesleyhummelanderson:

annoyed.

Are you okay Bro?

yeah. i’m fine.

You sure? Can I do something for you.

Nah, I don’t think so. Thanks though.

dylan-hummel-anderson:

wesleyhummelanderson:

annoyed.

Are you okay Bro?

yeah. i’m fine.

annoyed.

greatest-hummel:

Taking a sip of his own milkshake, munching on the pieces of oreo. “What a cool kid, Wes.” Aaron laughed nodding at him for a moment, before lifting his legs up to the bed. “Are your nurses hot? I mean I hate this place, but if I was stuck in here, I would at least like to have a hot nurse.” The jock laughed raising a brow as he examined the bed. “I wonder how I could get you off of that bed and into this wheelchair.” Aaron smirked, “Can you feel your limbs now? Because the house misses you, it’s fucking boring at home.”

“I know, I’m very cool.” He laughed and shook his head looking at his brother. “Not really, there’s one that’s attractive I suppose but she’s married I think.” He shrugged his shoulders. Biting down on his lip Wes looked from the wheelchair to his limbs. “I have no idea, I can feel my arms but I can’t control them properly. Something about the brain damage not being able to connect the idea of motion and actually being able to move them. My legs are useless at the present time though.” He sighed.

blainehotstuffhummel-anderson:

Yes we do. Its not a family trip without my son. I’ve already called and said whenever you get better i can get tickets. Its already payed for and everything.

Thank you..

greatest-hummel:

Hell, if Aaron’s able to take his brother out of the hospital it would be a great day. Grabbing a wheelchair he had found in the hall way, Aaron sat down on it, grabbed onto both of the milkshakes as he strolled his way over to his brother’s room. He had missed Wes, to be honest the house wasn’t the same without him there, although the boy spent most of his time in the park.

“Sup’ Weasel?” Aaron greeted as he rolled into the room handing him one of the milkshakes, “I hope you’re able to eat it, it’s an oreo milkshake.” He smiled ruffling the other boy’s curls once he had a free hand. “And it’s not from the hospital so it would taste amazing.”

Wesley asked the nurse to adjust him to a seated position knowing his brother would be arriving at any moment before telling her that he was okay and she could leave. They had started him slowly on sold food that morning though it was rather embarrassing to be fed at the age of sixteen, still unable to completely control his hands. Wes also hadn’t been able to eat more than a few bites before growing full, they said that it would pass with time.

Looking at his brother he smiled. “Hey. Oh you know, just chillin’ like a villain.” He laughed and shook his head. “I can eat it now, maybe.” Wesley shrugged and moved his head to get to the straw and take a sip. “Thanks, it’s perfect.” He was glad to see his brother, human interaction with nice, especially with people other than nurses and doctors.

blainehotstuffhummel-anderson:

I’m really glad he’s ok.

Oh and kids. The trip isn’t cancelled but its being moved until Wes gets better

…you don’t have to do that for me.