*Ollie’s POV*
Urg! I use all my might to pull my eye’s from Henry’s smile. It’s like… ever since I admitted to loving him… I love him more every single hour of the day. And when he smiled like that.. It’s like he had magnets in his teeth so that when they weren’t hidden behind his lips they attracted my eye’s.
“Thank you, that’s wonderful” Henry smiled favouringly at some nurse chick.
I fight to keep the pout off my face. I didn’t like that girl! She was always in my room talking to him.. And he says that she helped him the first night. It was things like that which made me want to wrap myself around him and scream ‘mine!’. …why couldn’t I have fallen in love with someone ugly?
“Ollie… are you listening?” Henry say wha? I wasn’t daydreaming about an ugly you or anything…
“Of course I’m listening. That girl” I wave a hand at her, trying to underline her insignifigance “Was saying something about something and something” Henry glowers at me slightly, the way he does when he’s secretly just upset. That itself is enough to make my stomach turn. I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings!
“Ollie, she’s giving us great news. You get to go home today” I blink. How had I missed that?
Oh right, I’d been being jealous. “Really?” I put on a big smile for Henry’s sake “Great…”
Henry saw the false note in my toen, damn him. His face softened until I absolutely had to look away and butterflies tickled my stomach. NO! I hated being in love! He ushered the girl from the room, murmuring something to her, and shut the door, enclosing us together.
I continued to avoid his eye’s as he likewise shut the curtians and came to sit on the edge of my bed. He tried to catch me gaze, but I didn’t allow it. Finally he propped himself over top of me, putting our faces all to close. I held my breath, well he let his own tickle my face.
“Are you going to continoue to pretend you don’t notice me?” he asks.
I nod stubbornly, bitting down on my bottom lip. “Fine” he mutters, then he’s the one nibbling on my bottom lip. I felt my heart jump, and once again cursed myself internally. But I was a mess underneath him, melting into his touch, letting him have his way.. Sliding my eye’s towards his…
“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong now?” he asked, real concern in his eye’s.
And that’s what completely undid me. How could anyone be so kind? How could he show so much faith and love so freely, fully knowing the risks to doing so. What if I turned out to not be who he thought I was… what if…. He stopped loving me? What if he never loved me?
I cross my arms over my stomach ,trying to fill the emptiness my own thoughts cuased. Henry is still waiting for some kind of reply though. What can I say with my throat wound this tightly? I can barely even swallow… so I lean foreward and press my forehead to his. “Do you love me..?”
He makes a pained noise, like my words hurt him yet again. Dammit! I sucked at this. I was good at flirting and kissing and guys in general, but this closeness.. It was so overwhelming. “Ollie… is that why you’re sad? Were you lying when you said you loved me to? Was it just to protect my pride? Because if so, I can wait.. Until you really mean it…and if you don’t want to..”
I gasp. Is that what he thought I meant? My arms wrap around his neck, demanding he stay right where he is. What would happen to me if he wasn’t there for me..? Where would I be right now!? “I didn’t mean it like that.. Of course I.. love you” I’m blushing, aren’t I… “I just wasn’t sure if…”
