Worlds Collide: Multiverse of Y/N

Chapter 23 • Risk (LB)

❥Warning:
Includes strong language and blood.

-GEORGE's POV (London Boy)-
Y/N and I spoke for hours until she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Unfortunately, my mind wasn't exhausted enough to sleep. My thoughts didn't care for my tired temple, all they cared about was the fact that tomorrow, there was a big possibility that I could die.

After Nick passed, I felt so heartbroken. He resembled a brother to me for so long, so many years. But I knew that somehow someway, Clay and Y/N could make it better.

And then Clay died.

His death was enough to make me feel like dying too. He was my best friend for so long. I had so little time with him due to the ridiculous American visa system.

When I saw Clay's head bleeding out from the bullet wound Dante placed there, I truly felt like jumping out of the window, or putting a bullet in my head too.

But I didn't, because of Y/N.

Nick's death took a toll on me, but I truly believed that I'd never heal from Clay's death. I still haven't, but with Y/N around, it's made things feel okay when they weren't.

And now tomorrow, I was most likely going to join Clay and Nick.

I just hoped that after I was gone, Y/N wouldn't hate herself nor blame herself for the consequences of my family's evil blood.

After spending every second of every day, over a month, with Y/N, she's made me not want to die anymore. Now, I wanted to wake up next to her everyday. I wanted to talk to her more, get to know more stories about us from the past timeline.

Most of all, I wanted to see her get the future she's always wanted. Except that future she's always wanted, it revolves around me.

I never thought I'd meet someone who could like me this much in a romantic way, but Y/N does. She's incredible, and she doesn't even know it. She doesn't even know how incredible she makes me feel.

If tonight was truly my last night alive on this Earth, I'd wanna spend it watching her sleep peacefully. So that's exactly what I did.

As she let out soft breaths in her sleep, I paid attention to the rise and fall of her chest. I held her close to me. Close enough to view her facial features. Y/N had the cutest nose, the most softest lips, the prettiest (Y/E/C) eyes, and the most extraordinary laugh.

I wanted to listen to her laughter, her jokes, her stories, her everything, for the rest of my life. I wanted her in my life forever, and even past that.

In such little time, she's made me feel things that I've never felt before.

Yes, I blamed her for Clay and Nick's deaths, but deep down, it wasn't her fault at all. It was all mine. In the first timeline, Y/N wasn't aware of any of this information about our connection, nor our families connection.

A part of me wondered if she still would have liked me if she knew who I was from the very beginning. If I knew everything from both timelines, I knew I'd hold her closer than I ever have before. I'd listen to her laughter more, I'd listen to her stories and imagine them the best I could.

I'd do everything with her that I never had the chance to do with my friends.

So, I did just that.

The entire night, I didn't sleep a peep. Not a single hour, not a single minute, not a single second. The only thing I did was take in the angel in front of me.

Because in my last moments, I wanna see her smile. So, I intended to make her laugh before the final blow to me happens.

And most of all, I intended to make sure she was safe.