Nobody Knows My Heart Like You | boyxboy

Ch. 9 - The Beginning of Something New

Sky's POV

He loves me.

He really loves me.

All the insecurity I felt seemed to be washed away with those three words. And we embraced for the longest time, pain radiated all over my body but I didn't care. The bruises didn't matter anymore. The cuts felt nonexistent. And I felt safe.

I couldn't think, my thoughts were jumbled. All my father's words weren't clear anymore. All I heard was Vance's breathing, his quickened heartbeat. All I felt was Vance, his arms around me, his warmth. It all felt unreal.

He pressed occasional kisses on my temple. My mother had come back, only for a moment- until she saw us. She gave me a wink and waved goodbye. A while after she left, we decided to lay down. The uncomfortable hospital seemed way more comfortable with Vance beside me. And we fell asleep together, not really caring if nurses, or doctors, or even the whole world saw us together.

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I woke up cold. Vaguely recognizing that Vance was no longer beside me. I panicked, only for a moment. Until I heard running water. My room had a shower, apparently.

Minutes later, Vance made his appearance in the doorway, wearing only a towel on his waist.

I felt my blush reach every part of myself. There's a reason why people say he's dripping with good looks. Vance was drenched in it. I felt the air grow hotter. And I tried to hide the growing blush adorning my face.

"Oh Sky, I didn't know you were up." Vance said, stepping forward and pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Good morning." I looked up at him, feeling even the tips of my ears grow hot.

"...Good morning." I said, embarrassed. I shifted my gaze from his face to his body, my eyes following a water droplet running down his abs. I gulped.

Oh god. He's hot.

"Erm- are you gonna get dressed?" I asked, for myself mostly. I already had a growing problem that would go away if he just dressed. I decided to look out the window, and to stop drooling over my... boyfriend? Was he my boyfriend? What were we?

And I turned back to him just as he was retreating back into the bathroom. On instinct I reached out to grab onto him, taking his towel instead. My eyes widened drastically. And my face felt a million degrees hotter than before.

"If you wanted to undress me that badly, you could have just told me." Vance said cockily, smirking at me.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, burying my face into my knees. "I didn't mean to." I said meekly, my voice muffled by the hospital sheets. He just burst out into mirth and I stifled a giggle. Vance had placed and tied the towel back to his hips, I couldn't help but have my eyes follow his actions.

He- he's big.

I suddenly felt inferior to him. I couldn't help but feel a tad bit jealous at his size. I wasn't nearly as big as he was. But the thought of him- as big as he was- inside me... OH GOD.

My face must have been similar to that of a stop sign. I tried to stop my thoughts from continuing, scolding myself to stop being a pervert.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, halfway to the bathroom door.

You.

"Nothing really." I said quickly.

"Oh really?" He said, his tone telling me he didn't quite believe me.

No, I want you.

"Really." I confirmed. He gave me a cheeky grin and retreated into the bathroom. I didn't wait very long for him to join me once again. He was dressed in a black sweatshirt and blue skinnies.

When have I ever thought someone could pull off this simple look so good? Vance didn't even have to try and he looked handsome. Too handsome for my tiny heart.

"Vaaaaance" I whined when he clambered in beside me. He gave my a questioning look. "Why're you so damn good looking?" I ask, dropping my head onto his shoulder. He just laughs, making his shoulder bob a few times. I turn my eyes up to him, and he looks down at me.

He snakes a lingering hand around my waist and pulls me to him, bringing us closer. I snuggled into his chest and sighed.

"How did I not know before?" He questions.

"Know what?" I inquire.

"How much I love you." My heart sped up at his words. I felt my stomach doing somersaults.

"Uh-" I stammered lamely. "Oh." I decided to say. My cheeks burned and I could hear Vance's heartbeat... As well as mine.

"Oh." Vance mimicked, an amused smile playing on his lips. I just blushed harder. How did I conceal my feelings before? How am I not able to do that now? He leaned into me and pressed a chaste kiss on my lips. My heart just fluttered more. Vance snuggled me closer. Arms warm around my waist. His eyelids closed, his breath evened out. I ran my fingers through his soft tangles of hair, smiling.

An abrupt knock shook me from my thoughts.

The creaky hospital door flew open to reveal the familiar dark haired boy. He dressed in a plain black tee and jeans. Once his blue eyes landed on Vance and I they widened.

"Quincy!" I yell abruptly, sitting up, in turn knocking my head against Vance's and wincing.

"I'm sorry babe, are you okay?" Vance said sleepily, rubbing a hand over my forehead.

"Yeah I'm fine-um, Vance, Quincy's here." I said, blushing. Vance opened one eye and looked towards Quincy.

"Hey man." Vance greeted Quincy, who was at a standstill at the doorway, mouth gaping wide.

"I'm sorry you had to see this. Um..." I wasn't sure what to say to Quincy. I adverted my eyes to a wall, Quincy shoved his hands into his jean pockets.

"It's about damn time you got together, I thought the sexual tension would have put you in the hospital before anything else did. How are you by the way, Sky?" I looked at him with surprise. Did I hear that right?

"Uhh, I'm good, thanks. Wait. So you're okay with it...?" I ask timidly, folding my hands together. I looked up to meet his icy blue gaze.

"Of course I am. I wouldn't stop this awesome friendship even if it killed me." He chuckled.