A Nurse's Healing Touch

Chapter 8: Happiness, Nervous, and Guilt

-Sunday-

-Logan’s POV-

My nerves are starting to take over as I drive over to Oliver’s apartment. The thought of us being on a date is nerve wrecking. I mean I have liked Oliver for so long and now we are about to go on a date. I look in the visor of my SUV and check out how I look. I mean I know that I don’t need to be dressed in fancy clothes because all we are doing on this date is installing a memorial garden in my backyard. 

I smile at the sight of my dark blue sleeveless shirt and a pair of black tennis shorts. It’s nothing special but I do look good. I pull down the road passing the cafe that is closed and smirk at the closed sign on the door as I think about Oliver getting to spend the entire day with me. I pull up to his apartment and continue to stay in the car.

I rub my face and try to calm myself. I try to talk myself up, “come on Logan it’s just Oliver. Yeah you've had a crush on him for most of your life but he agreed to a date and said that he liked you to” I look up at nothing in particular, “Nathaniel I love you, and I really do appreciate that you sent him back in my life especially when he desperately needed me.”

-Oliver’s POV-

I pull on my black shirt that has a rose pattern all over the shirt. I pull on a pair of red with black striped shorts. I know this is the most romantic date I have ever been on, but I know that I will at least be taken care of and cared for today.

I stare at myself in the mirror as I brush my hair, thinking about all the potential that today can bring. My smile is bright as the thoughts of working in a garden with Logan dances in my mind. Once I’m done brushing my hair I walk to my living room and grab a few packets of seeds and a few hand held gardening tools. With all of my excitement I look out to the parking lot and find that Logan is sitting out there in his SUV. 

I stare out the window and watch as Logan rubs his face as he looks into the visor. It looks like he is talking to himself as he then looks up towards the roof of his car. I don’t know what he’s looking at all I know is that he is for sure talking to himself at this point, a mixture of sorrow and happiness is very visible on his muzzle. In some way I feel guilty for the sorrow, I mean we are doing a memorial for his belated boyfriend that he was gonna ask him to marry.

I step back away from the curtain a little ashamed at myself, “why was I so happy? I mean for god sakes your date is making a memorial garden, you should be ashamed of yourself for ever being excited.” I look down in disappointment and immediately feel my happiness and eagerness go away at this point. My nerves start to take the reins.

It wasn’t too long after I looked out the window that I heard a knock at my door. I slowly open the door and find a smiling Logan staring back at me. “Hey, are you ready for our date?” I looked down at my feet again then nodded, but that wasn’t good enough for him. “Oliver, are you okay? I mean if you don’t want to hang you can tell me.” I shake my head, “it’s not that Logan. Ugh, can we sit for a moment? I feel like we should talk to you about this.” He doesn’t sit down as I say, “I feel like an asshole, I mean I was so excited for today but realized I was getting excited for us to make a memorial garden. I feel like I shouldn’t be happy because of the death of someone you loved, Logan.” 

-Logan’s POV-

I blink a few times at this confession Oliver has just let loose. I can’t believe what I’m hearing and honestly I never thought about it like this. I had feelings of Nathaniel causing this not anything else. I look at Oliver then pat the spot beside me on the couch. “Please sit.” He reluctantly sits besides me but never looks me in the eyes. “Oliver, I honestly never thought about this in that way. I feel as though Nathaniel from the heavens above guided you to me. I mean that night I ran into you at the cafe I was dragging behind for work because of depression.” 

Oliver looks at me startled at my confession. “Yeah Oliver it’s true, I’ve been battling depression ever since Nathaniel passed. I barely got out of bed and when I did all I did was go to work and go home.” Oliver stares at me and only a second goes by as I feel the wet feeling around my eyes that I have grown accustomed to. “Oh Logan I’m so sorry.” He looks at me with a pleading smile, “I hope you can forgive me for what I said.” I smile at him and open my arms, “come here.” He leaned over and placed his head on my chest as I wrapped my arms around him tightly, “of course I forgive you.” 

After our heartfelt I speak again, “hey Oliver how about we go out today and just do the memorial garden during the evening. We can just go have fun, get lunch, then go get the plants and see what else we need for the memorial garden. Oliver nods with a smile and I smile right back at him. He stares directly into my eyes and I do the same. Our faces slowly inch closer and eventually our lips meet and the feeling of his lips on mine send my entire being into a state of bliss.

-Oliver’s POV-

His warm lips accompanied by the soft touch of his hand on my cheek makes me feel like I’m on cloud nine. Once our lips separate the blush is apparent on both of our faces. I feel a bit nostalgic about the whole thing. “You know Logan, that kiss was the most passionate kiss I’ve had in such a long time. I’ve never felt that passion before. He looks at me a bit shocked then smiles at me. “Would you like to feel it again?” I smile at him, “I would like to feel it for the rest of my life if I could.” He smiles at me as we then kiss once again, and just like he said I felt it all over again.