Nick

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I wait and wait and wait for a call for Ripley which is stupid, i know.But  i can't seem to stop thinking about her. Her long,soft and silky silver hair with dark brown roots growing out, her bright blue eyes with a tiny speck of green in them, her cute dimples that creep up on her face when she smiles. Her cheekbones sunken, her collarbones prominent, her chest bones they stick out. Everything about her is perfect. But i can't just let these feelings stop me from ending my life. I can't. She will feel the same about me. I mean who would be in love with me? That's stupid.

She called me a day after she was discharged from the hospital. I spent every single day in the hospital with her. We talked, we laughed, we smiled. It was as if everything in the world was perfect. Like Josh didn't die and Ripley didn't attempt suicide an i wasn't contemplating suicide. I wish the moment could've lasted forever but it didn't because the sad truth is, happiness never lasts.

We went out for coffee and talk. We ended up spending the entire day together. As the sun slowly goes down, we sit on the hod my my car and cuddle. 

"This feels nice, thanks nick." She said, then planted a soft kiss on my cheek.

I blushed and we stay like that in silence.

"I've never done this before. Cuddle i mean."

Her eyes widen."A hot guy like you has never cuddle before? Girls must be all over you."

"What, no way. More like the opposite of that. I'm ugly."

"Oh my God Nick, you are not even close."

"You are beautiful but sadly, have a problem with your vision."

"Actually, i have a glass eye."

"Oh god, i'm sorry."

She laughs, "I'm joking Nick. You are smoking hot, don't ever doubt that."

"Smoking hot you say." I smirk.

"Oh my god, shut up," She rolls her eyes and laugh again.

I could hear her laugh all day.

"You're cute."

"So are you."

"I thought you said smoking hot."

"Okay now you're neither."

"Awwh, that's too bad then."

She looks up at me. "Yup, too bad."

"I know we've only known each other for two weeks but i feel like i've known you for years."

"Well, you did know me for about two years actually."

"And why weren't we close?"

"I don't know, Rip." I did know. She hated me for the past two years till now but i didn't wanna say it.

"Rip...."

"Yes, Nick?"

"I think, i think i love you." 








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