wrong number || chandler riggs

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"Chandler!" I practically screamed.

I was really happy that i was with him because I didn't know if I was ever going to personally meet him.

"Yeah..it's me." he says proudly, his head held high. I smiled at him and all I wanted to was to hug him, but not in boyfriend girlfriend way, I'm not sure if I like him that way yet.

"Can I hug you? Is it alright? I don't want to hurt you..." I ask, hoping for the best answer.

"Sure, why not?" he holds out his arms as wide as he can with all of the machines attached to him. I take the time to open my arms to and dive in.

"I'm really happy you're okay. Last night must've been really hard and scary. If i would've been there to comfort you, I would've. I just wish you wouldn't cut. I care about you, and i hate when you do it..."

Silence.

"Chandler... please say something." I try to get up from our bear hug but only to be pulled back down by Chandler while he tightens his arms around me.

"Don't let go, not yet. I only just met you." he adds a small chuckle at the end and I smile. "Thanks for trying to help at least, but i don't think anything will help anymore." He said as his voice cracked and he started crying.

"No please don't cry, i'm here for you." I assure, while running my hands through his long thin hair.

"I know you are."

He let go of me and I took the time to stand up straight, my hands still running through his hair. There were a couple stray tears running down his face, and i took the opportunity to wipe them off.

"C-Can I see your wrist?" I ask, hoping he would let me. I want to make him feel good about himself since no one else is trying to.

"I guess." He sounds hesitant but still slowly lifts his wrist, and pulls the gauze down a tiny bit so i can see a couple of the deep cuts.

"Chan." I start tearing up and the tears are threatening to spill. "I'm sorry that I couldn't help no matter how hard I tried." I feel like I didn't do my job correctly even though it wasn't an official job but I enjoyed trying to help, he said it would help, but he did it anyway.

I bring his wrist to my lips and start planting soft kisses on his cuts. He didn't question he just stared in awe.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Chan. It looks like you could use someone right now."

"I'm glad it was you. Out of anyone else in the world, I'm really happy that it was you."

"I'm happy that I accidentally started texting you." I add as a tear falls down and this time Chandler wipes the tear off.

"Come here." He says and scoots over and pats the spot next to him. I start to feel the heat rise up to my cheeks and I'm sure that they're a rosy pink right now.

"Ok, are you sure?"

"one hundred percent."

I smile and slide in next to him.

"Sorry if this is weird, I don't want to stress you out." I say.

"It's cool, Maddy. I'm sure."

"Alright, Chan."

"We are like best friends." Chandler says suddenly. I think about it for a second, and I get it now...

He gets bullied and doesn't have friends, then all of a sudden I came into his life miraculously. Poor Chandler probably didn't have a best friend before and the thought alone makes me want to break down. Now that i think about it, there is no reason to not be best friends, but I'm sure that that was where we were heading anyway. I would love to be best friends with him, tell him everything, me being there for him, him for me. My only best friend before was Kellie, but we all know how that turned out...left me for her boyfriend.

"Yeah, we are." I smile and turn to face towards him.

I lean in and plant a small kiss on his cheek. Almost instantly I feel his cheeks heat up.

"What was that for?" He asks still blushing.

"I don't know, Chandler."

"I liked it, never got one before."

"Not even your mom?" He shakes his head no.

"Well I can assure you that I will give you a lot more then."