Terminal Love

Make up (and make out)

A/n just got a new laptop, so I got the motivation to write. 

Allison's POV 

To say rushed out of my home would be the understatement of the century, because I fucking dashed. The text from Isabella's father was one I hoped not to get again, the words on the screen words I would have given my life not to read again.

Isabella had been Hospitalized. 

I hopped into my car and fucking sped to the hospital. If I got pulled over I would have gotten taken in (like I'm talking 95 in a 55 zone).  I had zero regard for my own life. 

I had to get to that hospital. 

Isabella's POV 

The doctors say I was too stressed and that since I was so close to death, I guess I just sped up the process. I don't really know; I mean I wasn't like paying attention. I was wondering if she was going to show. If she still cared enough or if I hurt her so badly that she couldn't care less that I was in the hospital on my last days, that I could take my last breath and her not be by my side. 

I don't know how long I was just sitting there waiting for her to show.  

And when she did her hair disheveled, and she was panting like a dog. She ran to my side, grabbing my hands and holding so tightly I thought my circulation would be cut off, but in the moment, I don't think I have the strength to care. 

"I'm so sorry." I shed tears I didn't realize I had started crying but when I did I was sobbing my words out. 

"No no no, It's my fault" she hugs my so hard I feel I can't breathe but I'm just happy to be in her touch. 

I pull her in tighter and sob into her shoulder. 

"Are you okay?" She pulls me out by my shoulders and looks me in the eyes, when she does, I notice the bags under her eyes and the paleness of her skin. 

"Are you?" I turn the question onto her. 

"I'm fine, but I'm not the one whose fucking dying." she tells me in a bit of harsh tone "which I'm still mad at you for lying to me, but I'm forgiving you for now because this is more important." 

"yeah?" 

"yeah" 

"Can you like just kiss me." she hesitates and then shakes her head.

"I can't" she looks at the floor.

the tears that had just dried start to return, and I shake my head looking at her.  "W- why not," 

"I just it doesn't feel right. I- I said all of those really mean thing to you an- and I- I made you cry." she starts to cry still looking at the floor.

"Hey, I'm over that, okay I just wanna be with you for my last few days." I grab her chin and make her look at me "so please don't feel bad for yourself, just kiss me." 

Yeah, yeah okay " she whispers as she leans in.

When our lips connect it's like the stars are aligning after thousands of years or when the main characters of a war movie reunite at the end. The kiss is desperate, and you can tell we're both touch starved, as she grabbed my waist and pulled herself onto the bed and on top of me. But obviously we can't have a moment without someone intruding us, I mean what kind of romance story would it be. 

"Hey, Bella, I texted Allison-" He cut himself off as Allison jumps off me and on to her feet. "You do realize this is the second time I've walked in on you guys right." He says with a disappointed look on his face. I can't help but laugh not only at his face but at Allison standing like a little kid getting scolded. 

"I'm sorry, I just I can't." I say between laughs and holding a hand over my mouth. 

"Yeah, I'm just gonna sit." my father says sitting into the recliner in the corner of the room. 

"Same." And Allison who instead sitting next to me in the bed. "Dude your dad actually hates me." she whispers poking my sides. 

"No, he doesn't. Stop oh My Gosh, Okay I'm serious Stop." I giggle as she eventually stops and hugs me. 

"Well maybe not hate, but I don't think he likes me much, given the last few times he's seen me we've been making out." she tells me as she shoves her face into my sides.

"I guess you're not wrong, but I'm sure he'll warm up to you." 

"yeah?"

"yeah" I say lips brushing against hers. 

when our lips touch it feels like heaven, like she can cure me with just her lips. I wish that she could so I wouldn't have to lose her. 

"EW get a room!" my father jokes throwing a pillow at us.

A/n the girls are happy again (not for long tho) 

filler tbh cause this chapter has been sitting in my drafts for weeks

I was planning on making this sadder but felt like giving you happiness after my break

As always ily, and have a great day/night. 

P.S don't forget to drink water, eat enough food, and get some rest. 

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