Loving Adam

Chapter 13

I woke up to the sound of the nurse who was telling me that it's time for my final test. I jumped and immediately turned to my side, where Adam was laying last night. 

But he wasn't there.

"Where is Adam?" I ask the nurse.

"Adam?" she looks confused. "Who's Adam?"

"The boy who was sleeping beside me last night. He ---"

"There was no one sleeping beside you last night, sweetie," she says, "No visitors were allowed last night. Even if there was, we would have found out right away," she says, pointing at the camera planted on the ceiling.

Oh no, so all of that was just a dream?

"Okay, so now let's get you cleaned up and ready for the check-up so you can go home," she smiles and pushes my bed.

#

"Thanks a lot, Doc," my mom says to the doctor as we part with her in the lobby. "See you next week."

My mom pushes my wheelchair toward the door. "Oh God," she suddenly stops, "I forgot to get the receipts from the pharmacy! I need those for the office. Do you mind waiting here? Your dad is coming with the car soon."

"Sure," I nod.

My mom turns around and leaves. A couple of seconds later, someone taps my shoulder from behind, "Excuse me, Miss Hart?" 

I look up. That guard in Adam's house - the one I threw my strawberry pie on - is standing in front of me. He is holding a bouquet of beautiful white Lily.

"I've been sent to give you this," he says, handing me the bouquet, "He says, thank you for last night."

I look at him.

"The guard who watches the camera is an old friend of mine," he smiles.

I smile back, "Oh. Please tell him I say thank you."

"You can say it yourself," he says, pointing toward the parking lot, "He's there watching."

I look toward where he's pointing and see Adam standing beside his car, still wearing the clothes he came in with last night, smiling at me.

'Thank you,' I mouthed.

'The card,' he mouthed back.

I look down at the flowers and saw a white card attached to the wrapping. 

It reads:

"You promised me on that plane that you will watch my game. The final game this Friday. My front row seat only for you."

I smile. I look back at him and nod.

His lips break into the widest smile I have ever seen from him.

#

"Are you crazy?" Laura says, "You cannot possibly go to that game. We have prom the day after and we have lots of things to do!"

"Why are you so frantic all of a sudden? You always said that it is just a prom."

"Well, I ---" she pauses, "Oh God I have to tell you something but please do not be mad."

"What?" 

"Martin asks me to be his date for the prom!" she cries and buries her face in her palms like an embarrassed girl who is madly in love.

"Of course he is," I say, "So now you will have to find the time between running around for the rundown and being Martin's date. Am I correct?"

"Well I was thinking you could... Oh, I don't know how to say this, babe. Really."