Stay by my side || Chris Evans

Part 4

LILY'S POV

It's quite a few days that I don't hear from Chris and I'm really starting to worry.

I feel that something is wrong, I can feel it in my veins and I can't do anything, because I know nothing about where he is right now or what is actually happening because he lied to me.

I really don't know what to do. I want to help him, but he doesn't allow me to. I will wait some more time, hoping he would call me when he gets the chance and if he doesn't, I will find a way to reach him.

CHRIS' POV

It's been some days since I heard Lily the last time and I know that she's worried, I'm sure, because she always worries about me.

I want to tell her what's going on but I don't have the strenght, I don't want to let her carry this burden on her shoulders. She deserves the best, and right now, I'm not sure that I can give her what she wants.

I will call her tomorrow, I promise, I owe it to her and she needs to know. The time has come.

The Next Day

LILY'S POV

"Mrs. Jones? You are Mr. Evans' girlfriend right? We need you to come here right now, your boyfriend has been taken to the emergency room. Atlanta Hospital, third floor, room 106".

This is what I have to hear at 7 a.m. I understood almost nothing about what the doctor said, I only heard two words.

Evans. Emergency.

What's going on? I don't know, the doctor told me nothing, but even his voice was not calm, I could hear it. The only thing I know is that I don't even have time for crying. I don't even pack up, I just get my car keys and drive to the airport as fast as I can. I just know one thing. Now, he owes me some explanations.

CHRIS' POV

Last night, right after thinking about Lily I didn't feel good. My heart felt like exploding in my chest, I couldn't breathe properly and the only thing I remember was trying to call the reception and ask for an ambulance.

This morning I find myself in a hospital room, blinded by tons of lights, wearing a green suit and hearing the voices of three or four doctors maybe but, even if they are right next to my bed, they seem miles away from me and I can't even keep my eyes open properly.

Even if it seems like I'm in another universe, I know exactly what's going on. I had a heart attack.

I have been suffering of it since I discovered about my anxiety but Lily helped me control it without even knowing. She's saving me just with her presence right next to me, she trusts me and changed my life but, one day, I decided it was over, I couldn't live that way any longer.

I came to Atlanta not to work, I didn't have any scripts to learn. I came here to heal myself, because right here there's the best cardiologist of the entire US but I did this not for me, but for Lily, because I love her, and I want to live the rest of my life with her.

The day I called her, I just came back from the hospital, where the same doctors that were now standing next to my bed told me that my problem could be cured, but I didn't have to stress out to avoid making things worse, because my status was very delicate.

And that's exactly what I didn't do.

LILY'S POV

When I arrive at the hospital I remember nothing about what the doctor said to me earlier so I just run to the check in and ask for Chris Evans. I don't even wait for the elevator, I take the stairs, I have to see him and understand what is going on.

When I arrive in his room I am devastated. He is kept to life with billions of tubes in every part of his throat, chest and arms but neverthless he's sleeping like a baby after being cuddled by his mum.

His eyes are closed, still surrounded by dark circles, sign of his fatigue and his mouth is open, filled by tubes of every size, to allow him to breathe.

I don't want to wake him up, he seems as fragile as a glass vase. I just take a chair and sit right next to his bed, holding his hand into mine as tight as I can, like his life depends on that. I give him a kiss on his forehead and a tear falls onto his cheek but he doesn't move an inch of his body, like he's made of marble. I throw my bag on the floor and rest my face on our entwined hand, finally allowing myself to cry my heart out.

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