Chapter Twenty-One ~Together~

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I walked into Dan's room, it was plain white. No one had sent him cards, nothing. He was lying in the bed, asleep. His wrist was all wrapped up, and he was hooked up to an IV.

I sat in the chair next to him. I sat there and just looked at him. He was so cute when he slept. He looked like a little boy, who had just been playing outside for 5 hours and finally went to bed.

I began to cry, and to be honest I don't really know why. Just the sight of seeing him like this, broke my heart. I grabbed his hand, putting my fingers in-between his. I took my thumb and rubbed the outside of his palm.

He took his hand and did the same to my palm. I looked up at him, he smiled at me. He frowned a little when he saw the tears running down my face.

"Hey, don't cry." He said.

I began to cry harder. I tried to wipe the tears away, but there was just too many. He grabbed my back and pulled me closer to him in a hug. I sobbed into his shoulder, he began to rub my back softly.

I looked up at him, tears still spilling down my face. There was now tears spilling down his face also. He took his hands and placed them on my cheeks, wiping away my tears. I smiled, he smiled back at me.

"You didn't have to come." He said.

"I know, I wanted to." I said.

He laughed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drag you into this." He looked away, at the ground.

I grabbed his chin lightly and positioned his face so he was looking at me again.

"Trust me, you didn't. I...I.." I began to say.

He stopped me, leaning in closer. I leaned in also. He took the lose strands of my hair from my pony tail and put them behind my ears. I smiled.

"Your absolutely beautiful you know." He said.

I blushed, my cheeks bright red. He moved in, and placed his lips on mine. Butterflies flew all over the place in my stomach. I looked up at him and smiled. I then kissed him back. Sparks flew all over the place, like the Fourth of July. It was almost like our lips were specially created to be together as one. The kiss was everything I had imagined it to be.

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