You and I

Chatper 23

Rowan POV

I woke up with a stabbing pain in my arms.

"Ouch!!!! What is that!?" I screamed.

"Sorry dear, we are just putting some blood back, and your burnt skin is a little sensitive." A nurse answered.

"Ouch, um, ok. How long have I been here?" I asked.

"Just a few hours."

"Ok. Can I see my family? And when can I get out of the hospital?" I said. That's all I really wanted to know.

"Probably tomorrow. Nothing serious happened, we just need to give you one more day of rest. And visiting hour is in 20 minutes. So you may see your family. And some boy, I think his name is Peyton, he is here too."

Oh Peyton. I don't want to talk to him. I know he was just looking out for me but I wish for once he'd just stop worrying and making a big deal out of everything. I would be perfectly fine if I went home. Probably even better. Doesn't he understand that? Does he even want me to get better?

I thought for the next 20 minutes, and eventually my family entered.

"Oh sweetie, we were so worried!!!" My mom came over and hugged me.

"Mom I'm fine, really. The doctor said that nothing serious happened and that I can leave tomorrow." I said.

"Hun, why didn't you tell us you were still injured?" My dad asked.

"I was afraid you'd bring me back to this miserable place. I feel, like, almost, depressed here. I mean think about it. A little girl could've died from cancer right here in this bed. How's that supposed to make me feel better?" I said.

"Honey, I know you might not think so, but Peyton did the right thing. Had you come home, you would've lost more blood and maybe even died. I'm not a doctor, I wouldn't be able to help. And that would've killed me inside. Now, because Peyton brought you here, you get to leave tomorrow healthy." My mom explained.

Wow. I hadn't thought of it that way. Maybe I was to harsh on Peyton.

"Alright Hun, we're gonna let the 2 of you catch up, I'll send Peyton in. Bye sweetie, love you." My dad said.

"Love you too dad."

The rest of my family left while I waited for Peyton. Is he gonna be mad at me for fighting against him and the doctors earlier?

After about 5 minutes, Peyton walked in. Once he saw I was awake, he rushed to my bed.

"Oh my gosh Rowan are you ok?" Peyton asked frantically.

"You know, that's about all you've said to me in a while." I said back. It was a little harsh, but true.

"Rowan, I've been worried. Because I thought I was going to lose you. Twice. So yeah, recently, I've been wanting to know, are you ok?" He asked again.

"Yes Peyton. Thanks to you. I'm sorry fought against you earlier. I just, you know, didn't want to be here." I looked at the ground.

"Rowan I'm sorry. I know you wanted to go home. But if I brought you there, what would I do, watch you bleed to death? I don't want to even imagine that. I brought you here because it was the only way you'd get better. And I do care about you. Of course I do. Because Rowan, I love you."

"I love you too. And I know you care about me." I said back.

Then Peyton leaned down and kissed me. This wasn't just a "I love you" kiss this was a "I thought you died" kiss. I leaned up as much as I could and kissed back with every fiber in me. I loved him so much.

"Rowan, promise me one thing?" Peyton said, after we broke apart.

"What?"

"Next time you think your gonna die, please tell me?"

I laughed a little. "Ok. I promise."

After a few minutes of talking, I said, "So you know I get to leave tomorrow?"

"Yeah. The nurse told me. I wish she would've told me earlier though. For all I knew, you could've been in a coma. They really didn't tell me anything for about 6 hours. I was a wreck." Peyton said.

"Aww I'm sorry. I warned you about hospital." I shook my finger at him.

Peyton laughed. "Well at least they let me see you now. I think I've only got 2 more minutes. I'll be in the waiting room." Peyton started getting up.

"Peyton, come on, you've been here for a while. Go home."

"No. I can't. I wait here till you get out. And once you are out, we are going to be inseparable again. We'll go to your house and have a Twilight marathon, or whatever girly movie you love. As long as I get to hold you in my arms."

"Well you have it all planned out don't you? Alright, well it sounds good. Bye Pey, I love you."

"I love you too."