This Is Forever

Chapter 28

They let Chris come home once they knew he was stable, but he has to go back in two weeks now to check his muscle.

He's been sleeping a lot because the stuff the have him hasn't completely worn off yet.

I hear him moving around and turn quickly to look at him. He sits up and smiles at me.

"You feeling okay?" I ask and he nods, "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"Chris," I sigh, "If you don't feel right you have to tell me, please?"

"I am, I feel fine right now."

He kisses the side of my head, "I'm okay..."

I nod, "Yeah..."

He smiles at me and goes downstairs. I know he feels okay physically, but the doctors told him there's a very low possibility he'll be able to have kids. He's been trying to brush it off but I know it's killing him.

I go downstairs and see him standing in the kitchen staring out the window. I slide my hands across his back and around his waist. I want to make him feel better.

He turns his head and smirks at me, "Hello love..."

"Hi," I smile and kiss his neck. I know he got chills and I giggle against his back.

"Must you do that when I'm trying to do something?"

"What are you doing?"

"Looking out the window?" He laughs and I slide under his arm so that I'm in front of him, "Yes, I must."

I wrap my arms around his neck and he slides his hands up and down my sides. I pull his head closer and press my lips against his.

He doesn't fight me and picks me up by my waist. I wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me to our bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed without breaking the kiss as our lips move in sync. He gets on top of me and I put my hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

He moves his lips from mine, kissing down to my collar bone, then back to my lips. He tugs at the hem of my shirt and we break the kiss for a second to take it off, then I take his off, revealing his muscles.

"My God, Christian." I say before crashing my lips back on his. He slowly snakes his hand around me and unhooks my bra.

"Eager much?" I laugh and continue to kiss him.

"Hey, you can't start this and not finish it," he winks.
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Later that night, we took a shower and he passed out with my head on his chest. I fell asleep for a bit, but I keep waking up due to nightmares. I tried not to freak out because I don't want to wake Chris up. I calmed down because I realized he's here, with me, and he's safe. I admire him like I always do and kiss his cheek. His grip on my waist slightly tightens and I smile and lay my head back down on his chest. Even when he's sleeping his first instinct is to protect and hold me. Butterflies fill my stomach at the thought. Even when we were best friends and he would spend the night, he would wrap his arms around me and not let go all night no matter how much I moved around.

My mom trusted him, she never thought we would do anything and we didn't. Until we got married, that is. Point is, he's always protecting me and he always has. I've always had nightmares also, they've just gotten worse recently with the whole head incident. Like one night when he spent the night when I was about 15 and he was 16, I had a really bad nightmare.

I woke screaming and crying, like I had many nights before. Except this time, my best friend Chris was there. He jumped up quickly and the first thing he did was wrap his arms around me and pull my head to his chest. He quietly shushed me and rocked us back and forth, he didn't ask what happened yet, he just held me.

"I'm here..." He whispered and held me tight so my shaking would stop.

I nodded and looked up at him, he looked back at me and for some reason, I felt butterflies. He's my best friend, that's never happened before.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly and rubbed my back. I nodded, "Yeah, yeah it was just a bad dream."

I wiped my eyes and he held me against his chest until I fully calmed down enough to stop crying.

I roll over and look at the clock. 7:30 pm. He's probably gonna be hungry when he wakes up, he's always hungry after that.

I slowly slip out of his grip and put some clothes on, then go to Chipotle and pick up some stuff.

When I get home, Chris is downstairs. "Hi, love." I smile and walk to the kitchen.

"You left?"

"Noo the Chipotle fairy gave me this."

He laughs, "You could've told me."

"Eh, I'm a big girl." I laugh and he follows me in the kitchen so we can eat.
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A/N
I is sorry I'm not good at smut lmao hi how are you guys