Hers. {Sequel to His.}{completed}

❝I thought about our last kiss.❞

lee/skye

We've been in the UK for a little over a month and a half. There's been no change with Michael. Sometimes when I'm asleep next to him I hear him singing Ed Sheeran to me again, but I know it's just my brain playing games with me. Amber and Harry were told I was here the day after I got here, so Fletcher was staying with them while I was here. And I would continue to be here until he woke up. I'd continue to be here until his eyes opened or when his heart stopped beating.

In my dream I was sitting at a table. A room I'd never seen before. "Princess?" I heard his voice call out. It was the first thing he'd ever called me. Even when he was mad at me the morning after the party, he'd called me Princess when asking for a ride home. "Michael?" I asked looking around. I didn't see him but I heard him. "I love you. Don't forget that please." His voice was saying. I looked around and it was just all black around me. I felt him touch my shoulder and I spun around. He was how he'd been when we first met. He had bright red hair and his eyebrow piercing was new. As the skin was still red from irritation. He was wearing the same clothes too. That green day singlet he'd let me borrow, the one I still had in my closet back home in Cali. And two sided skinnies. One leg was plain black and the other white striped. I hugged him and he hugged me. "You can't leave me, Michael." I said holding onto him as if I would die without him. I knew I would. He was as close to heaven as I would ever get, everyone knew it. "I'm trying as hard as I can baby." I felt his lips move against my hair. I felt him pick up a piece of my hair. "It's red." I heard the smile in his voice. "You said you liked it this way." I admitted with a small smile. "I do. I love it like this. You'll damage your hair if you dye it too much." He smirked at me. I smiled at him and he leaned down to kiss me. Before our lips met I heard, "Baby, wake up."

I opened my eyes to see his beautiful pale green ones. "Michael?" I asked him looking into his eyes. "Princess." He smiled a breathtaking smile. "Kiss me since I can't kiss you?" He added his cheeks turning pink. I nodded and stood so I could reach his face with mine. When our lips touched the heart machine sped up. It was a good kind too. I giggled as I pressed my lips fully against his.

Michael

I knew that if I died right now I would be completely happy. When she pulled away I was breathless. She glanced at me and said, "Michael there's something I have to tell you." I was still dazed from our kiss. "What is it Princess?" I asked her. "I'm pregnant." She said to me in a soft voice. "And it's mine?" I asked suddenly very excited. She laughed and amazing sound and said, "Of course it is." Her bright green eyes bright and happy. "What will you name it if it's a boy?" I asked her. I'd always wanted a daughter. "Luke James, after my dad. What do you want to name the baby if it's a girl?" She asked. She knew I'd want a girl. "Whiskey Carlie." I said automatically. "I like it." She smiled at me. "Kiss me again." I said puckering my lips. She giggled and said, "Fine, but then I need to get the nurse." When her lips pressed against mine, I felt my heart do flips. And a pain in my head. When she pulled away she walked out of the room. "Pinky." I heard and a small hand grabbed mine. "Hey buddy." I smiled at Fletcher. His blue eyes wide in excitement. "You've asleep for a very long time!" He said throwing his cute little arms in the air. "How long?" I asked him in a weird voice. He giggled at me and said, "Ask Dada." He pointed to someone I couldn't see but was most likely Luke. "Luke?" I asked. I couldn't move my head. "Dada wake up!" Fletcher said loudly. "What is it?" I heard Luke's groggy voice. "Pinky's awake!" I heard the excitement in Fletcher's voice. "Michael?" I heard, then I saw Luke's face. "Luke." I smiled at him. "Oh man I missed you." He hugged my body, I had a leg in a cast as well as my left ring finger. I didn't feel my body. Maybe cause I was still for so long. "I missed you too." I said to him. His hair was in my face. Then I heard the door open and a voice, "Hello Michael. I'm Santana and I'm your nurse." I looked at the nurse. It was the girl from the ice cream place. She had seemed younger than she actually looked. She looked about 26. "Hi." I said back as Skye sat beside me. "Does you remember what happened?" She asked looking up from her clipboard. "I was in a car crash on my way to the airport." I said automatically. I was hit by a really big shipping truck. "Yep. Are you in any pain or strange feeling?" I thought about it. "Well I can't feel my body and I have a pain in my forehead." She nodded and said, "Well you're gonna have to go through physically therapy, to get your muscles working again, which is why you can't feel much right now. As for you head, you still have a healing scar by your eye, so it'll be painful for a few more days." Skye grabbed my hand and said, "When will he be able to go home?" The nurse, Santana, said, "After his therapy. I varies from person to person, but since he woke up earlier than we expected, well honestly we didn't expect him to wake at all. So I'd say a really good chance for three and a half months." Skye's grip on my hand got tighter, I could feel my hands and I was getting feeling in my arms. After a few more questions she left me, so I could sleep. But I didn't want to. Luke and Fletcher went to Harry's to tell everyone I was awake. Skye called Calum for me and I talked to him for a little while. He wasn't able to get a ticket to be up here, so that's why he wasn't here. After my talk with him, she put her phone on charge and crawled into the bed with me. Her head on my chest calmed me more than it should. "What did you think about when you saw that truck coming at you?" She asked suddenly as she played with my fingers. I took a deep breath and said, "I thought about our last kiss. I didn't know if I would ever get to kiss you again. I wasn't scared, that I know. I was just happy that you and Fletcher weren't in the car with me. I couldn't even think about what I would do if you two were with me. Since I made it, I probably still would've woke up. Fletcher wouldn't have made it, his small body wouldn't have helped. You never wear a seat belt, so you wouldn't. I wouldn't have anything left for me. I'm just glad your face is the first thing I saw when I woke up. To assure me that all of it wasn't just a dream. I'm sure I couldn't have dreamt you're beauty, you're honestly my favorite thing to look at." What was I saying? I'd never say stuff like this. She giggled and said, "It's the painkiller starting to work. Goodnight, Michael." I was fading and her voice sounded far away. "Stay with me." I said, hoping she heard it clearly. "Always."

THE END