Truth

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°•Cristianos pov•°

Cameras flashed, and I ignored them. All I was thinking about was Y/n.

"Third floor." My dad said, going into the lift.

"How do they always know where we are?" I asked.

"No idea." He replied.

"Son she's just been under anaesthesia, so she might be a bit weird." He said.

We walked out of the lift and through a door.

Y/n lay on the bed, and her eyes were open and alert.

"Y/n?" I walked over. She gazed at me for a minute, not saying anything.

"I'm okay." She said and then went back to staring at her hands.

"Good." I responded, sitting on the chair next to her bed.

"Thanks for jumping in after me." She said hurriedly.

"Anyone would've done it." I said.

She looked at me, her eyes watering.

"I'm so pathetic. Just because of what happened." She trailed off at the end her eyes widened.

"You're not pathetic. I know you can swim. Ever since you said you couldn't." I said.

"You did? Then how come you helped me." She questioned.

"I don't know. But you panicked when you fell, and that caused you to almost drown." I said.

"I panicked because when I was eleven, Elsie and I went swimming in the sea, and I was surfing. I fell on a big wave and went under. My foot got caught in the rocks, and I struggled to get free. I was so close to dying then and there. I-I felt like I deserved it. That it was my fault." She explained.

I took her hand.

"You didn't deserve that. No one does." I said, giving her a smile.

"Thanks." She responded.

°•Y/ns pov•°

He sat there hand in mine, talking quietly with me.

"You have maggots as friends." I said suddenly.

"What?" He said.

"That tiktok. I saw it. You don't deserve that no one does. He's going nowhere in life." I stated.

"What tiktok?" He asked.

"Ronaldo Jr blah blah. That boy was talking to you, making sure your last name was said loudly. Rat." I blubberd.

"Oh, right. He's not my friend, just some kid with a phone." He said, forcing a smile.

"You're so kind. I'll be your friend." I said.

He smiled. 

"Also, you speak Spanish?" He asked.

"Decir de nuevo?" I said giggling.

"You amaze me. Y/n you really do." He said, chuckling.

"Cris has got to go now Y/n see you soon, though!" Ronaldo said, coming over. I waved as they left.

°•Cristianos pov•°

"Y/n speaks Spanish?" I asked my dad.

"Not that I know off why?"

"She can she was saying last night, she sleepwalks, kick it up pitch. She also said just now, say again in Spanish." I said.

"She sleepwalks?" My dad said.

"Yeah, that's how she fell." I responded.

°•Y/ns pov•°

"Oh shut up, I didn't say that!" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Oh yeah, then explain this!" Elsie said, whipping out her phone and going onto her gallery.

I saw myself looking dazed but happy and smiling.

"I love Cristiano Jr." Video me said, looking behind the camera.

"You so made me say that!" I yelled, chucking a cushion at the cackling girl.

"You can't show anyone, especially Cris!" I said.

"Aw, you even have a nickname!" Elsie cooed.

"Everyone calls him that." I retorted.

"Sure."

"I am."

"Well, me under anaesthesia is a different me. Never. I will never like him. He's just a friend." I snapped.

"Lair." Elsie said, giggling.

"He's nothing compared to Harry." I blurted.

"What!" Elsie shouted.

"That's right. Uh, I like Harry." I lied.

"Omg! The cuteness I'm so hooking you guys up!" Elsie squeeled.

"You do that." I said.

She ran off and left me sitting in the hospital bed.

"Ah my love, are you feeling better?" Georgia said, walking in.

"Georgia! Yes, I'm feeling so much better, thanks." I said excitedly.

She hugged me tightly and then sat on my bed.

"So you and Cris?" She said, winking.

"Friends." I replied laughing.

"But I want you to be part of our family so bad!" She whined.

"Me too." I said.

"Mateo?" She said, chuckling.

"Mmm, maybe not!" I said.

"Think about Cris. I know he's annoying!" She said, smiling.

"Oh, he's not annoying! He's the sweetest boy I've ever met. So easy to talk to. Saved me! I could go on about how perfect he i -" I trailed off, realising what I had just said.

Georgia raised a brow.

"He's a good friend." I uttered quietly.

"Well, I hope you and your good friend don't mind if I take you back?" She said.

"Yes, please!" I begged.

She chortled and took me to the car.

"Y/n your back!" Cris shouted, running over to me.

"Yes!" I said grinning.

"I would hug you, but that's kind of awkward so high five!" He said, holding up his hand. I laughed and high fived him.

"Who wants to watch a family movie!" Ronaldo yelled.

Everyone cheered in response, and we all dashed into the living room.

I cuddled up close to my mum, and Cris.

The movie began, and I grew sleepy. I forced myself to stay awake and live in the moment. I couldn't fight the urge anymore, and my head fell as my eyes closed.


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