again I own nothing but the idea for this fan fic.

Clay groaned, his head hurt so much. He rolled to his side as his right hand flew to the back of his skull.

"easy kiddo" came his farther's voice.

Clay cracked his eyes and then quickly slammed them shut, the light was blinding, it stabbed his eyes, he groaned again.

"we're here Clay, just take it slow" his mother soothed softly. Placing her hand on his.

Suddenly the days events flooded his mind. Hannah in the bath, the blood that staind his hands, Hannah laying in that hospital bed. He sat bolt upright his eyes snapping open, damn the light and the pain it brought. He needed to know about Hannah.

"Hannah?!" he half called scanning his small room.

"hey hey, clam down kiddo" his dad soothed standing, placing his hands on clays chest "she's fine, you saved her" he finished gently pressing clay back.

"she's two rooms down" his mother explained "I can see if she's up for a walk" she said standing.

What? Clay thought.

"No...i should...she shouldn't be..." Then his head hit his pillow and he was out.

Mrs Jenson knocked gently against Hannah's door.

All three Bakers looked up at her, Hannah's eyes were still wet from the worry over Clays health.

"how's clay?" she asked, her hands ideally playing with a tissue.

"he'll be fine, they stitched him up, but want to keep him over night" Mrs Jenson replied with a kind smile. "he asked for you" she added stepping into the room.

"can I see him?" Hannah asked snapping her head up to look hopefully at Clays mother.

"if it's alright with your parents" Mrs Jenson nodded with a knowing, hopeful smile.

She'd know clay had fallen for her since Kats party, his feelings growing more and more each day. He always seemed like a happier care free version of himself after spending time with hannah. She had hoped there relationship would bloom into something more than friendship, Hannah was good for him and she hoped he was good for her.

"could we all go and see him?" Mrs Baker asked looking up from her seat.

"I think he'd like that" Mrs Jenson replied smiling.

Clay woke again, his head still thronged, but this time the pain of his head wasn't the sensation at the fore front of his mind. It was the soft, warm hand that was holding his. It seemed to fit perfectly in his, a thumb gently stroked the back of his hand.

He cracked his eyes and turned to the owner of the soft hand, a smile spreading across his face as none other than Hannah Baker came into focus.

"hey helmet" she breathed softly with a smile.

"hey Hannah" clay whispered tiredly, but smiling.

"so it turns out that in order to save the damsel you had to crack your skull open" she grinned at him.

"yeah, I'm like Luke losing his hand huh?" clay chuckled, wincing as his head thronged.

"you're such a nerd" hannah snorted in laughter.

Clays smile grew, he loved making her laugh.

"but you're my nerd" she breathed claiming her laughter to a chuckle.

"your...your nerd?" clay stuttered shocked.

Hannah lowered her eyes in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed with heat.

"yeah, my nerd..." She restated "if...if you'll have me?" she asked nervously, her eyes still focused strictly on there intertwined fingers.

"are...are you asking me to be your...your...?" clay splattered hoping beyond hope that she was.

"my boyfriend" hannah finished for him. "yeah I am." She stated still not meeting his eyes.

"aren't I meant to ask you?" clay asked confused.

"never mind" hannah breathed pulling her hand away and dropping her head "I'll let you rest" she stated standing and walking towards the door.

"No!...wait!" clay called "I want to be!" he called desperately, making hannah pause in the door way.

She turned to him, a small hopeful smile tugging at her lips.

"you want to what?" she asked slowly taking steps back towards him.

"I want to be with...i want us...i want to be your nerd" clay said quickly as she closed the distance. "I just...i thought, after the night at Jessica's...i thought you...didnt want...this...us" he explained dropping his head now.

Hannah cupped his face in her hands and lifted it so she could look into his eyes.

" it was nothing you did helmet" she stated " I wanted everything you were doing and so much more...but, Justin and Marcus just flashed in my mind and I freaked" she explained.

"i...i lo..."

"I love you Hannah, and I'd never do anything to hurt you." Clay cut her off his hands resting over hers.

"I love you too clay" hannah sighed happily.

"so...can I be your...boyfriend?" he asked smiling nervously.

"no helmet, I just thought I'd tell you I loved you in hopes that you'd pine after me for years" hannah chuckled sarcastically. "yes, I want you to be my boyfriend" she stated smiling.

There lips gently touched in a loving genital kiss, a kiss hannah had lost herself in, until one hand reached around clays head and accidently brushed up against his freshly stitched wound, making clay wince and moan in pain.

"sorry" hannah gasped horrified, they'd been a couple for less than a minute and shed already hurt him.

"it's okay, still tender" clay chuckled reaching her hand and threading his fingers through hers.

Hannah smiled, climbed onto his bed and cuddled into him.

"you think they'll let us stay together?" Hannah asked dreamily from his chest.

"I'd really like that" clay sighed happily.

...

There was a loud banging coming from the front, with both parents out he sighed to himself, finished his drink a rose to his feet. As he strode towards the ladder pine door the banging rose in pace.

"jeas, just hang on will ya" he sneered annoyed at the constant nose.

He pulled open the heavy looking door and was greeted by Justin.

"sup bro? You know what time it is?" Bryce asked his sneer morphing into his wide toothy smile.

"we got major shit dude" Justin sputtered out looking around as though looking for the predator that stalked him.

"what?" Bryce asked raising an eyebrow at just how damn twitchy Justin was acting.

"fucking Hannah Baker dude, she tried to kill herself and these" justin spat pulling the box of tapes from his bag "these fucking turn up, there tape man, she fucking recorded a tape for all of us saying what we did, what YOU did" he shoved the box into Bruce's chest.

"what I did?" Bryce chuckled taking hold of the box and turning it around with an amused look.

"what YOU did to Jess and what you did to her, in the Jacuzzi" Justin whispered.

"you want a drink bro, we'll listen to these a figure out what to do" Bryce replied ushering Justin inside and towards the room Bryce had previously been occupying.

"there's a second set that'll go public mam" Justin stated as Bryce shut the door behind them.

"dude, don't worry" Bryce laughed pouring himself and Justin a large whiskey "it won't get that far, I'll talk to the guys and it'll all be taken care of" he finished grinning as he handed Justin the glass.