Secret alliances

0.18

Meera's Pov:

I was currently seated between Wes and Rowan on my way to an Italian restaurant. Wes's fingers laced mine the whole ride there, once we went inside, his hand went to the small of my back, guiding me to our table.

The small things really made my heart flutter.

Dinner was really nice, definitely a change of scenery. I love the Griffin family so much. We've known each other since way before Wes, Rowan or I were born, both our grandparents used to be really close and they moved here together.

They dropped me off at the hospital and went home.

"How is he?" I asked, taking the empty seat in the waiting room.

"Good, you can go see." I get from my dad. I get back up and walk through the corridor to Dada's room.

He's asleep when I go inside so I just sit there for a moment and brush the hair off his face. My throat starts clogging up and I tried not to cry.

I sighed, pressing my eyes shut again. Tomorrow would be a busy day, school was starting back, my parents were going to a doctor four hours away for their appointment.

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"Hands off." I muttered to Wes, who was currently trying to slowly inch his way up my thigh. I smacked his hand off only for him to go even higher. "Since when did you get so touchy?"

"I've always been touchy, Lyubov." She smiled smugly, moving his hand to my knee and drawing circles.

"Will you ever tell me what Lyubov means? You've been calling me that for years now and I still don't know. I would try to translate it but I can't seem to get the spelling right."

"Hmm," he mused. "It means l-" he stopped. "Nah, I'm good. I won't explain. You'll find out later."

"Wes!" I whined softly, smacking his hand off. "Tell me already."

"No." He said firmly, turning back to his notes.

"Wow. I see how it is." I said under my breath.

After the class ended, Wes pulled me into the empty classroom of a moving TA. The TA was out on their class rounds so we had ten minutes.

"No. I'm going to class." I said, going back outside.

"Milaya, my kiss first." He said, holding my wrist back.

"No more kisses for you." I said with a grin. "Tell me what these names mean then you get kisses."

"Really milaya? You're going to be stubborn now?" He dropped his mouth near my ear, bitting it gently. "I don't need you to kiss me, I can just show you what you're missing." Wes whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

Wes kissed the hollow above my collarbone, my eyes fluttering. His hands grabbed the backs of my thighs and pushed me onto a desk.

"Wes-" I muttered. "Not right now." I tried pushing him off but ended up bunching his shirt between my fists and pulling him closer.

His kisses inched higher and higher until he was kissing the corners of my lips. "Oh, fuck off." I groaned, using his shirt to maneuver his body so I could kiss him.

It was a small chaste kiss. "You lost milaya." He smiled, running a hand through my hair.

I rolled my eyes. "Why can't you tell me the meanings already?" I opened the door and we went into our AP Lit class, the bell ringing as soon as we took our seats.

He shrugged it off and I sighed. "Can we wait to shock everyone?" Wes whispered in my ears.

"What do you mean?" I feigned confusion.

"Like wait to tell people about us? If that makes sense." He added.

"Ohhhh," I said slowly. "Okay. I don't have an issue with that."

The rest of the day went on and everything was semi- normal. I did notice that James and Emerson weren't walking together like they were before break.

Weird.

I was exhausted from the day but I said goodbye to Wes and headed for the hospital anyways.

After spending a few hours there, I went to my oldest aunts house and picked up dinner for my younger aunt. She ate and I sat in silence watching.

My parents weren't coming back until Wednesday because my mom's procedure was lengthened. So that's gotta be fun.

When I went into Dada's room earlier, I saw the strain and struggle written all over his face. That made me want to die. I've never seen him this dejected and frail in the hospital ever. The last times he bounced back so fast, it was surreal and now it just feels too real. Too soon. Too much.

It feels like we don't have any time at all and I want to cry. Every time I enter his room, my throat closes up and I feel like shit. He's enduring so much and we can't even help.

Chapter 0.18

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i love their dynamic smmmm it's so fucking cute

Pls someone buy me a Wes I'm begging youuuu

Next chapter in Wes's pov :)

P.s. I might write smut (idk but I feel adventurous)