Seven Minutes in Heaven ✗ jimmy fallon

6. Something About You

All three of us were completely freaked out. Jimmy suggested that we went to the hospital, but I phoned Marion's mother, Susan, before we did anything. I walked to the kitchen and paced around nervously.

"Marion was just on the news," I said before Marion's mother could say a word. I paced around the kitchen, clenching and unclenching my fist. My cheeks were damp from tears.

"Yes, Noel, I know," Susan murmured, her voice choked up as if she about to cry.

"Is she allowed to have visitors? Daniella and my other friend are flipped out and nervous-wrecks."

"Um, Noel, as much as you mean to our family, we just want her family to be with her right now. I'm sorry, Noel. I'll keep you updated for whatever happens, hon." Susan was probably the nicest mother I've ever met on this planet.

"No, no, it's okay. I completely understand. Is she awake?"

"No, she just got out of surgery so she's still knocked out."

"Well, whenever she wakes up, can you tell her that I miss her and I hope that she gets better soon?"

Susan laughed under her breath. "Sure, honey."

"Okay, thank you so much." I said, then hung up. I clutched my cell phone tightly in my hand, letting the fear slowly melt away. Thank god she's okay; all I could think about was the worst possible scenario.

I sat back down on the couch in between Jimmy and Daniella. I massaged my temples with my hands, my head throbbing.

Jimmy pulled me into a tight hug. "I love you, Noel. Don't worry."

"You guys are really soul mates," Daniella chimed in.

I considered laughing, but this was just too serious of a situation to joke around. I nuzzled my head in the crook of Jimmy's neck and let all the tears out.

But I agreed with Daniella; it really did feel like Jimmy and I were soul mates. Back in school where we didn't even exchange a glance at each other, he was the very last person on the list of who I would see myself dating; I thought he would be a complete asshole, but in reality, he's probably the most loving and compassionate person I've ever met.

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After another hour of just watching TV, Daniella said that she should be heading home. It was almost seven o'clock, my parents wouldn't be home in about four hours.

I laid on top of Jimmy, resting my head on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat as if it were a melodic rythym. I got so comfortable just laying there, our fingers laced together, I drifted to sleep.

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I woke up to the sound of the front door opening. I could tell by the loud footsteps that it was my father.

Shit, I fell asleep. He's going to see Jimmy!

I quickly tried to get off of Jimmy, but my father could see us before I could do anything. He looked at us, astounded.

Jimmy didn't wake up; he didn't even stir. I quickly got up and looked at my father, still frozen in his scrutiny.

"Hey dad," I croaked, running my fingers through my hair. I looked back over at Jimmy-still sound asleep-and pointed at him. "I swear to God the way we fell asleep was an accident."

"Mhm," My father sarcastically grunted, setting his suitcase on the dining table.

I placed my hands on the table. "So, how's life?"

"Good, how about your life?"

"It's good," I gave my father a thumbs up. I walked over to Jimmy to wake him up.