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"Hold on tight my love" Cyrus smiled before taking off in a fast run down the hospital hallway.
"Hey!" The staff said but he just zoomed passed them, pushing Ayla in front of him in a wheelchair.
"Don't crash! Don't crash!" she said over and over bringing her hands to her face and covering her eyes in fear.
"Ahhh" Cyrus screamed laughing then coming to a quick stop.
"Are we fin-"
"NEVER" he said turning the wheelchair around and taking off in a sprint again.
"Don't kill me Cyrus!" she screamed. He just shook his head and went even faster seeing the exit in front of him. With the doors wide open he pushed her away making her fly out the hospital doors. When she opened her eyes, she saw a bench in front of her making her scream and put her arms in front of her. She collided with the bench and fell out of her wheelchair.
Cyrus began running to her worried.
"Moon?" He called out tilting his head.
"I'm going to kick your ass" she said pulling him down to the floor and quickly getting up kicking him.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he screamed out putting his hands up in defense. She got out of breath and stopped sitting on the bench.
"Ow" she winced holding her knee.
"Here let me kiss it better" he smiled getting up and kissing her knee. It was an odd place to kiss her, but it didn't stop her from getting butterflys.
"See? All better" he smiled standing up again and sitting next to her.
"Come on you've been cooped up in that bed a week now. let's go on an adventure" he said standing back up and holding his hand out. She didn't hesitate to grab and pulled him to where he parked her car.
"Where?" she asked opening the car door and jumping in.
"Turn right" he said pointing and she just listened.
"What's a guilty pleasure of yours?" he smiled turning to her.
"Um idk you first" she said back to him.
"I was gonna say something like procrastinating, but I can't help but make you all nervous and giddy so one of my guilty pleasers is-"
"No shut up" she screamed out putting her hands over his mouth. She could feel him smile before he gently removed it.
"What? You don't want to hear me tell you how I-"
"Shut up, you shut up" she said pushing her hand back over his mouth.
"I plead the fifth next question please" said pulling her hand back to her.
"What is your favorite thing about my personality and physical appearance? " he asked.
