Sophia's pov:
The past two weeks have been painfully lonely. I miss him so much, I don't know what I did wrong, is it because I slept over? Did I say something wrong? Was I too clingy? Did I overshare?
''Why is he doing this?'' I sob to myself. I hug my arms around my body.
I just realized tonight's his big game.. I know he's not gonna answer but I'll still text him.
Me: I miss you. Be safe on your trip and good luck, I know you'll do great.
I sniffle looking at my phone, I hope he's okay. I know how stressed he's been about this game.
Sabrina's not home and I really need someone to talk to about this so I call my mom. I tell my mom everything, she knows all about what happened with Ace. She answers the phone and I tell her that I'm scared to lose him, I'm scared he hates me and I'm scared that he'll get injured during the game. My mom tries to reassure me but fails. The only person that can make me feel better right now is him and he's not here.
''Thanks for trying mom.'', I hang up and try to take my mind off things by reading. Reading has always helped me escape my thoughts.
Just as I'm about to start the next chapter I hear someone knock at my door. That's strange.. Who the hell could be knocking at my door at this hour? I set down my book. I cautiously open my door and a huge body falls onto me.
''ACE?'' Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. There's blood all over him what the fuck happened? Who did this to him? Seeing him like this makes me feel like my heart was just ripped out of my chest.
''Soph.. I-I'm so s-sorry'' he groans. ''Shh, don't talk baby, I need to get you an ambulance.''
The ambulance arrives and they lift him into a stretcher.. Gosh, seeing him in this state is one of the worst things I've ever felt in my life. Seeing him hurt like this, knowing I can't do anything.
I rode in the ambulance with him holding his hand the whole way, reassuring him that everything's gonna be ok and I'm here for him.
As soon as we reach the hospital they take him in and I'm forced to sit in the waiting room. I'm starting to grow impatient and worried, I don't know the degree or severity of his injuries. I approach the front desk and they refuse to give me any information. ''WHERE IS HE?'' I cry. I need to see him. I need to know he's okay. Even after I begged, they wouldn't let me see him. I hate this. I'm just supposed to sit here while he's in there, in pain all alone.
About 15 minutes later a woman with grey eyes sort of resembling Ace and a boy run in frantically demanding to see Ace. I overhear them asking about him and I inform them of everything I know. ''Thank you, how do you know my son?'' the woman asks me. So this is Ace's mother? I can't exactly say this is how I wanted to meet her. ''Umm,, I'm his friend.'' she nods.
The doctor comes out a few seconds later. He informs us that Ace has a broken rib, several cuts and has lost a lot of blood due to all the large gashes and cuts.
''Luckily these are minor injuries and will heal in a month'' the doctor states. I'm glad they're minor but minor or major I don't want him to be in any shape or form of pain.
After hearing about his injuries, Ace's mother and brother visit him for about 10 minutes. When they exit the room his mom approaches me, ''he's asking to see you'' is all she says while offering me a warm smile. I immediately enter the room and I don't even think about the fact that he's been ignoring me the past week. All I care about is him, being with him and making sure he's okay.
When I see him my heart aches, even after being injured he looks incredibly handsome with strands of his black hair splayed out messily. When he sees me he attempts to sit up however his body isn't permitting him to. ''Don't get up so quickly hun, you'll hurt yourself.'' I say while softly sitting him back down. ''I'm so sorry Soph, I'm so sorry-'' I cut him off. ''That isn't what's important right now, we can discuss that later.''
I make sure that he's comfortable and give him extra pillows and a blanket. ''Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you something to eat? Do you want me to ask the doctor for some more pain medication?'' I offer. ''All I want and need right now is you Soph, come lay down with me.''. I carefully get onto the bed, making sure to not hurt Ace anymore than he already is. It saddens me to see him in this state, all I want to do is wrap my arms around him. As if he read my mind he inches towards me and envelops me in his strong arms, I reciprocate his gesture and lean my head onto his chest. His woodsy, fresh scent immediately enwrapping me. I've missed being this close with him, I've missed talking to him, seeing him and most of all I've just missed him. ''I've missed you so much.'' I murmured. He stares deeply into my eyes, rubbing my cheek softly with his thumb and groans out, ''I've missed you so much it hurts.''. With that he passionately kisses me like his life depends on it, I can feel all of his pain, love and how sorry he is through it and that's when I know I've forgiven him. I was scared, scared he hated me, scared he didn't miss me as much as I've missed him and I was terrified he didn't want to see me ever again but this kiss has pushed all of those worries away. I've never been kissed like this, so full of love and care.
''Please be mine, please be my girlfriend.'' he pleaded. I chuckle, does he really think I'd say no? ''Of course I'll be your girlfriend silly! 'I meet my lips to his and kiss him, his soft lips brushing mine, the heat in my cheeks rising as his warm tongue meets my own, his rough hand lightly gripping my hair and my heart racing, my stomach twisting in a knot. We embrace tighter as our kiss deepens. I've never shared a kiss like this with anyone. When I kiss Ace time just stops in a collision of senses when his lips meet mine, I feel like I'm flying, like I'm loved, I'm overwhelmed with pure bliss, compassion, love and certainty. I'm certain that I want to be with him and I love every minute I'm with him, whether we're arguing or cuddling. Our lips break apart, panting because it feels like we were kissing for an eternity, our lungs definitely can agree with that statement.
He softly puts his forehead against mine, his soulful eyes locking with mine.
