The Day We Met Was The Day I Fell For You ♥Tom Felton♥

Chapter Fifty Three

Chapter Fifty Three- Square One

I was right the next time I woke up he was gone. Just like a dream.

Three months had passed since the accident. Clay had stayed with me at my apartment for the first month, when I was totally immobile. Dad made him go back home and back to chores eventually though, leaving me to fend for myself.

Emma regularly checked in with me now. Obviously the guys thought I had tried to commit suicide or some rubbish like that. Only Tom was smart enough to believe that I wouldn't do that.

I got two months leave off my job. So I was back to square one. Alone, except now I was alone and helpless, literally.

Those two months were torture. I was constantly left with my thoughts which, as always, drifted to Tom.

Seeing him again affected me in a weird way. First of all the whole plan to 'forget him' completely back fired. Though seeing him again made me curious. We didn't talk...at all. I hadn't said one word to him. This left a lot of questions up in the air. The main, and most obvious, one being why had he come? I got why Dan, Rupert, and Emma came, they were worried. Was he worried? Those three words had driven me mad lately. Was Tom worried? Did he really care that much to fly millions of miles just to see if I was okay? Or was he forced? I had no doubt that that he could have been forced by the trio. I figured that he had already moved on. He was Tom Felton. He should have moved on. So why did he come? Was he worried because we used to be friends?...But if he was forced the why would he give me his-my ring back? The ring that was inscribed 'I'll love you forever'. That had to mean something right?

I never took the ring off again. It somehow gave me some hope that my heart wouldn't let go of.

The second way seeing him again affected me was that he looked...horrible...like he hadn't slept in months. I had no doubt that if he hadn't been filming that he would be in desperate need of a shave. And then there are his eyes.

In a way his eyes said everything. They gave him away. They spoke words he couldn't say. There was hurt, from what I didn't know. It's not like I hurt him that bad. Then there was loss. Did he miss me like I missed him? Then there was anger which I expected. It's my fault remember -cue the scoffing-. Then there was worry, which obviously brings me back to reason one. The one that captured me the most was love. His eyes glowed with love. Did he still love me? But like I said before he should already be over me...I only hope that my eyes didn't give me away like his did.

The month I went back to the clinic was the best though. I was able to move anywhere with my walking cast now, so no worries, but that's not the reason this month was the best. It was because I got to see a very old friend that I had been dying to see. And that friend was Timber.

Apparently someone, aka Tom, dropped Timber off at the clinic when I was basically on 'house arrest'. This also confused me, but I didn't dwell on the reason why, just that I got to see Timber again.

It was plane and obvious that he remembered me. On my first day back, as I walked through the doors Timber broke free of Tyler, one of the employees, grip and came barreling up to me. He kissed me all over with his sweet slobbery tongue. I had cried a few happy tears seeing him again. I didn't know why Tom had dropped him off here, but I sure as hell was going to take care of him. In fact I wanted to take him home with me, but first the clinic wouldn't allow it, and second I am almost positive Tom wouldn't like it. But why did he bring him here?

Timber didn't leave my side when I was at the clinic. The manager wasn't happy about it, but if Timber knew I was in the building he would bark and cry until he was by my side. So Craig, the manager, finally gave up and let Timber stay by me, because otherwise Timber was considered a disturbance. Hahaha.