Yes, I'm no good for you

Your POV

My eyes fluttered open as I see a blurry vision of my parents and John. My hands were connected to these wires which i'm pretty sure check my heart rate. How long was I passed out for? 

"Y/n?" he says in a gentle tone trying not to fluster me

I try to speak but my whole body aches with pain. I feel stupid and achy. Why would I go to the sketchy place by myself?  Was I an absolute idiot? 

My parents worried eyes scan my whole body and gradually stare at my face in sympathy. I could tell they were trying not to make me cry by not asking questions.

"you guys go get coffee, i'll stay with y/n," Johnny sweetly says trying to calm my parents down. They give him a slight nod and walk away.

"Y/n, why would you go by yourself? Honestly I've never been more terrified than i was today. You've affected me weirdly in a good way of course," he chuckles as I give him a small smile. I slowly move my hand to his and he wraps his hand around mine. He looks deeply into my eyes and I feel flustered, I feel a heat of red fly to my face. His other hand reaches for my face, gracefully caressing my cheek which was now the colour of a tomato.

"You're beautiful you know," he admits sincerely.

"Oh shut up you player," I giggle slapping his hand lightly. I feel a sharp jolt of pain in my arms. I grunt with pain.

"I'm actually gonna kill that guy," he stands up clenching his fist. I grip onto his hands and his eyes trace to mine.

"Can you stay with me for now?" I ask 

"Yes," he says while carefully sitting down on the bed and placing his hand on my leg.



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