Out of the Ordinary│lachlan power

Chapter 28 ~ I'm Okay

A/N just before I start the chapter I wanted to let you guys know that this story will be ending soon- maybe around chapter 30 or something sorryyyyy :(

*looks at picture- dies internally*

Desiree's POV

Things were finally escalating again, now that Lachlan was back. Everyone seemed cheerful. Preston was happy, but every time he looked at me when I was with Lachlan, his eyes were filled with sadness and disappointment. It was obvious that he envied his friend. I felt so terrible about it. But when I'd try to talk to him to apologize, he'd wave it away and force a smile to add reassurance that he was fine. Which added another drop of guilt in my emotions.

It was odd for everything to suddenly change when Lachlan was gone for almost seven months.

"How are you going to explain everything to your subscribers?" I had asked him the day after he woke up. We were lying down on my bed, overlapping our hands with each other's. He shrugged.

"Tell them the straight truth, I guess," he replied. "There isn't any other better way than that, honestly."

I chuckled. "It must be weird for your subscribers to see that you disappeared for over half a year then pop up again saying, 'I got hit by a car, and I went into a coma'. Nerve wrecking, too. To think that you were dead?" He laughed. "That's true," he agreed with a small smile.

"So I've been curious for a while. What is it like to be in a coma? Is it like being in a really long dream?" I crossed my legs at the ankles.

He took a few seconds and held a thoughtful expression. "Well, yes and no," he finally said. "At first, it was like I was being swallowed by darkness and being helplessly pulled into an endless tunnel. I was scared. Scared that I was going to die and never see you again (A/N if any of you put down those lyrics in the comments I will punch something). It seemed like the end for me.

"I fought the force of the darkness, and at some point I felt like I was beginning to reach the surface again. I could sometimes hear distant whispers, and it made me frustrated that I couldn't fully understand what the voices were saying. It was like trying to listen along to a radio fuzzy with static sounds.

"Then after a while, I began to hear voices better and clearer. As if a connection was beginning to strengthen more. I pushed forward, and when I was near consciousness, I could hear your voice, broken and depressed. I caught the words 'I love you', but not anything before then." I felt myself blush. "I could tell by your voice that I was going to die, and lose everything and you forever. I realized that if I didn't hurry up and open my eyes, that it would be too late to say those three words to you. I broke into a run and I remember waking up to a reddish-pinkish scenery, then I opened my eyes and saw you out of the corner of my eye. I knew I had been gone for a long time. And I forgot how beautiful you were." He smiled, and I mirrored him.

God, why does he have to be so adorable.

"If there was anything in the whole world that I wanted, it would be to spend the rest of my life with you," he sighed and brushed his fingers against my hand lightly.

"Mmm," I hummed in agreement and tucked my head in the crook of his neck. My eyelids began to flicker and eventually closed. I laid still, slipping away into slumber.

"Dez?" he whispered quietly.

"Yes?" I mumbled and opened my eyes, startled from the broken silence.

"Have you ever wanted, or thought, to run away from this?"

"From what?"

"From everything." A smile pulled at my lips.

"Definitely. Many times, actually. A getaway- that was always my fantasy a few years ago." I laughed bitterly. "In a way, it still is." I sat up and turned my body to look at him. He mirrored me.

"Is that what you think about when haters get to you?" He chuckled.

"Used to. I've gotten used to the sourness. I've learned to respect the fact that not everyone's going to like you. Haters have their own motives, and I don't let it get in my way." I continued to stare into his eyes, which seemed to enjoy looking at me as I did with him.

"I'm glad that all honesty is true between us," I said with real happiness and lightly closed my eyes. I felt his arm pull me close to his chest and wrap tightly around my body. His lips found mine and nothing else mattered. I pressed myself against him, running my fingers through his hair and the whole time, all I thought about was the moment he told me he loved me.

Then a sudden creak of the door and a small gasp caused me to break away. I spun around and looked across the room to see who walked in on us, but I didn't turn fast enough.

"Who was it?" Lachlan asked with a confused look.

"I don't know. I guess I'll see who." I stood up and gave Lachlan a hopeful look before disappearing behind the door and sauntering down the upstairs hallway.

"Tell me everything after," I caught him say.

After I took a few steps from the door, I heard muffled crying. I traced it down to Preston's room. I immediately knew this wasn't going to end well.

I peered through the slight opening in between the door and the frame. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, his back facing the door.

I sucked in a breath and lightly knocked on his door, careful not to make an angry intention. He didn't hear it, so I let myself in and quietly made it over to his side of the bed. His back was hunched over his lap with his elbows sinking into his jeans and his hands covering face.

"Preston?" I whispered softly. He recoiled from his position, and looked at me, his eyes red and shining, coated with tears. His hands were wet with tears.

"Oh, um, hey, Desiree," he said weakly, and wiped his face with the rim of his palm. I sat down next to him and tucked my hands between my legs.

"You walked in on us, right?" I asked the obvious, and he nodded sadly and wiped away a few more tears.

"I'm sorry, Preston. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you this way-"

"I know, I know," he snapped, taking me by surprise. He noticed my shocked expression, and sighed. "Sorry. Look, Dez, this-" he motioned to himself up and down "-was just a sudden breakdown, okay? I know that you love Lachlan." He said Lachlan's name with slight bitterness in his voice. "I get that. But please, do me a favor and spare me your pity. I don't want to go through this kind of stuff. I've been trying to convince you, and tell you to leave it alone. And... it'll probably take some time but maybe I'll get over it." I gave him a smile and held out my arms wide for a hug. He smiled back, with a sign of apology, and hugged me in a relaxed way that comforted me.

"So you'll be okay then?"

"Promise," he replied. "Not saying that I won't stop liking you, though." I smiled and waved, then stepped out from the room and closed the door, heading back to Lachlan's room.

A/N

I am the friggen worst at ending chapters honestly like it is so hard for me haha but yay another chapter :D I'm really sorry for having to end this, but ya know I don't want to drag it on forever. Sooooo I hope you guys are excited for the upcoming chapters and crying about that damn photo of Lachlan I put up bc I nearly died when I saw it on google lmao okay I'm going to go sleep now baiii

~E :)