I awoke to find him beside me again. I looked around curiously.
"I made your parents go downstairs and grab something to eat, they're so worried they're forgetting to eat." He explained.
I caressed his cheek, "What about you? Did you get anything to eat."
"I have." He replied.
I studied his beautiful features, the way his long eyelashes casted shadows across his cheekbones, and the pink of his lips. He was gorgeous, how I deserved him I don't know. I shook my head, trying to shake the thought of him being mine.
"What's wrong? Does something hurt," he asked. Checking the monitors.
I laughed, "Don't act as if you know what these do," I said pointing to the bedside heart monitor.
"You're right, I have no idea what I'm doing." He said. His face sobered, becoming more serious. "I like you Mia. More than you know, or want to admit."
"Stop-," I began.
"No shh let me finish," he interjected, "I don't care what happened in the past or what's going on now. All I know is that I will be here for you, as a friend and when you're ready, something more."
There was that word, something so small but held so much opportunity.
"It's not fair to you, I have more baggage than you can imagine. These past months have been great but I don't want to ruin what we have." I said, staring directly into his eyes. He held me gaze for a while.
"But it could be so much more," He found my hand and clutched it tightly, "much, much more."
"I want that." I whispered, finally confessing what I had been denying for so long.
"Me too." He leant forward and paused, as if he was asking permission to kiss me. I leaned forward to meet him.
Just when our lips were moving in synchronization, the heart monitor beeped wildly. I blushed a beet red, immensely embarrassed.
"Hmmm, I like this thing Mia." He said devilishly.
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The World She Knew
RomanceMia knew that leading him on would be trouble. So she broke it off before it could get any worse. But when his persistent pleas for an explanation and determination to understand what is wrong, will Jake stay and love her, or leave her broken and sh...