The Boy In The Black Skates[ON HOLD]

Don't say sorry

"Chris? Chris?! Christeen can you hear me?" There was a throbbing inside Chris' head as she began to gain her consciousness . She slowly started opening her eyes, the harsh light blinding her. She kept her eyes closed a while longer. Christeen then started opening her eyes, letting them adjust to the light of the room.

A groan left her mouth as she shifted in the bed not being aware of the needle in her arm that was allowing fluids into her bloodstream.

"Christeen?" She heard an unfimiliar voice. She turned her head looking at a man in a white lab coat... now she knew where she was... the hospital.

"W-what happend?" She asked the doctor who was adjusting the light in the room so that she could see beter.

"You blacked out at a party last night. Your boyfriend brought you to the emergancy room, you were dihidrated and that caused the black out." He explained.

"Wait who? I don't have a boyfriend," Chris said. 'Who would say that? Not at all Mark. It couldn't be him. He was to busy swallowing that girl last night to even notice me blacking out. Jerk face.' Chris thought seeing the picture in her mind.

"Markus Williams, wasn't it?" The doctor said motioning to the boy in the chair, fast assleep.

Marks' eyes were closed as his dark chocolate brown hair fell over his face. He looked so peaceful. Like an angel actually. Chris could see his chest rise and fall everytime he inhaled and exhaled.

"Uhm," she cleared her throat awakening Mark from from his slumber.

"Thank God you're awake!" Mark said with exitement in his voice.

"Oh I didn't know you cared if I were awake... I thought you would still be sucking that blonds tongue out." Chris spat.

"I... its not what it looked like Chris, she was a drunk girl that just threw herself at me... I didn't even kiss her back! I saw you fall and rushed over to you." Mark explained but Chris would have none of it. She had heard that explination one too many times.

"Mark I don't believe you, but don't say sorry about that. We aren't a couple so don't."

And with that Mark rushed over to Christeens' bed and folded his hands around her cheeks. He gazed deep into her brown eyes, and moved his face closer to hers that his breath fanned against her face.

"But I want us to be..."

And then he closed the gap between them. His lips softly brushing over hers and then moulded into each other, moving in sync. Both of their eyes closed as they deepend their kiss.