I never thought there'd be you

Part 25

I awake in the hospital. I can go home today! I know I only was in the hospital for 1 night, but one is enough.

I also don't wake up like I usually do with my cat waking me up with his paw on my face. I feel...kisses?

"Hello my girl." Christopher's husky voice is right by me ear.

I smile and bat my eyes open.

"You look so beautiful." Chris grins like a little boy would when he gets a candy car.

I cover my face. "Did you truly stay here overnight?" My words are muffled.

"Didn't you hear me last night? I made my decision, and I chose to stay here with you." Chris removes my hands from my face.

I swear Christopher's smile radiates throughout this hospital. I am kind of embarrassed and a little upset that Chris stayed, but seeing his smile...it makes me want to cry of happiness.

"Besides," Chris leans in so that his lips are by my ear again, "You looked like an angel sleeping." He nips my earlobe, and I jolt.

My cheeks are hot. I cover my face again.

"Don't cover your beautiful face." Chris gently removes my hands again.

I can feel my heart racing. It's racing quicker than the first time Chris kissed me.

I hope I don't faint! Again!

"I'm...I'm...I'm not beautiful." My voice is small.

I look away. There is no way I am beautiful, nor am I pretty.

"Hey." Chris whispers, caressing my cheek.

I look at him; tears are forming around my eyes.

"You may not be pretty to other people – which I doubt – but to me, you are beautiful!"

That's it! I cannot hold my tears back anymore.

I sit up and the tears stream down my face.

"Gaby!" Chris is at my side and wraps his arms around me.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry." I cry.

"I am sorry if I said anything that you didn't like. "Chris rubs my back. It's soothing.

"If you said anything wrong?" I squeak.

I wrap my arms around Chris and I lay my head on his chest. I'm in my happy place, but for now, it'll be my new comfort place. My heart is beating slower than before and I suddenly feel calmer.

"You said I am beautiful. No guy has ever told me that I am beautiful." I blubber through sobs.

"Well let me be the first to tell you that you, Gaby, are one of – of not – the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on." Chris proudly says, kissing my head.

I squeeze my arms around him. "You are too good for me." I snivel.

"I think you mean you are too good for me." he croons.

My second wave of tears falls down my cheeks. "No Chris!"

"Please stop crying." Chris says softly.

"I can't help it. You are saying words that I have heard a man say to me before." I sniff.

"I know how they could not see what I see in you."

There is a moment of silence before I speak. "What...do you see in me?" I nervously ask. A part of me doesn't want to know, but another part of me is screaming What does Chris see in me? How does Chris find me beautiful?

"Well..." Chris starts, "I see a strong girl who does not take nonsense from anybody, and who is going to achieve a lot awards for her singing."Chris explains.

"I'm not that good at singing." I half laugh, half sob.

"Your voice is magnificent. Why do you think I wanted you to sing yesterday? It isn't because I like you, it's because you have a lot of potential to sing." he continues.

I busy my face in his arms. "You are being too nice." My words are muffled.

"I am simply being honest, and as for your beauty. I love the way you smile and your laughter, it's infectious. Your eyes pretty and those lips of yours are intoxicating."

"Intoxicating?" I sit up and look at Chris, wiping my face.

"Yes, intoxicating." Chris runs his finger across my lips. "They're soft. So soft." he places his hand at the back of my neck and he pulls me closer so that our lips meet. I press my lips harder against his. I want him to know how much I appreciate him.

Just then, I hear the door open.

"We need to stop meeting like this." My mom sarcastically says as she enters the room.

I lean my forehead on Christopher's and we both giggle.

"Come on young lady. Get up. The doctor said that you can leave soon. He just needs to print out the form for me to sign you out of here." My mom nudges Chris to get off the hospital bed.

Thanks mom for spoiling the moment!

I climb off the hospital bed and grab my clothes that I need to change into.