Hey guys, my book might not come as soon as I thought. I've been struggling in school and haven't had motivation to write. It will come I just don't know when. Thanks for understanding.
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Imagine:"Don't worry baby, you'll be fine" Chandler reassured me. "How do you know?" I whined. "Because you're strong and brave, and that's what I love about you" he whispered, pecking my lips.
I was about to have a heart transplant. My heart was just bad and failing. At first we didn't have a donor but then I guess someone volunteered. It was really scary to think I wasn't going to hear my heart beat anymore, that it would be someone else's.
"(Y/N), I need you to listen to me. Okay?" He asked. "Okay" I nodded. "You're gonna go in there, get the heart transplant and you will live. Remember that I'll always be with you and I'll always love you. You're so beautiful and you can do this. I promise you that my heart will alway be with you" Chandler sweetly whispered. "Okay. I love you" I sighed. " I love you too baby girl" he whispered.
Chandler went to kiss me, I was expecting a little peck but this kiss was long and loving. Filled with passion and euphoria. "I'll be right next to you when you open your eyes, okay?" Chandler said, rubbing my arm to comfort me. I nodded then the doctor entered. "(Y/N) it's time, we have to put you under" Doctor Framenson stated. "Okay" I answered.
I looked to Chandler and pursed my lips. "Lips please" I demanded. Chandler chuckled and pressed his lips on mine then pulled away. "I promise I'll be right next to you" Chandler said when the doctors pulled me from the room.
They pulled me into the surgical room and placed a oxygen mask on my face. I inhaled the anesthesia and went to sleep.
I woke up to the sound of a new heart beating in my chest. I smiled at my mom happily and looked to the side, Chandler wasn't there. "Where's Chan?" I asked my mom. She looked at the ground then the doctor entered. "You're awake" he pronounced. "Where my boyfriend, did you see him?" I asked. "Honey, didn't he tell you who donated the heart?"
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Grimes/ Riggs Imagines
FanfictionI needed to make my love for Carl Grimes known so, I wrote imagines, a written representation of everything I desire.