*Isabelle's POV*
I woke up in a sudden. I must've had a bad dream.
"Woah woah, Izz, what's wrong?" Carter asked.
"I-I don't know. I had a bad dream."
"Aw. Do you wanna talk about it?"
"No, I can't remember it anyway."
He chuckled and squeezed me tighter with his one hand. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. So I sat up.
"So what's on the agenda today?" He asked.
"Well, I have to visit Luke-"
"I knew that." He interrupted.
"But other than that, I have nothing else."
He pulled my head closer to him and he kissed the top of my head.
"Do you want something to drink?" He asked.
"Uhh, yeah sure."
He got up and stretched. I followed him into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter.
"Would you like, water? Coffee? What?"
"I guess water will do."
He filled up a glass of water and gave it to me. He got himself a glass as well.
"Thank you!" I said as I kissed his cheek.
I started walking back to the living room after finishing my glass, but he stopped me by grabbing my waist and turning me around.
"Carter! What are you doing?" I asked.
"I need to ask you something."
"Go ahead."
"Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?"
"I would love to."
He smiled and kissed me.
"So what time were you planning on going to visit Luke?" He asked.
"Around 2 maybe."
"Do you need someone to take you?"
"Yeah. Would you take me?"
"That was my plan!"
I smiled and kissed him this time. We went back and sat on the couch. We just had a couple hours of watching random TV shows on Netflix, cuddling, and talking. 2 came faster than I thought.
"You ready to go?" I asked.
No answer.
"Carter?"
No answer. I looked up at him and saw he was asleep. I woke him up with kisses all over his face.
"I'm up! I'm up!" He said.
"You weren't."
"Well I am now!"
I kissed him.
"So you ready to go?" I asked.
"Go where?"
"To visit Luke.."
"Oh! Yeah."
I got up first and then he did. We went into his car, and he held my hand while driving. We pulled up to the hospital after about 15 minutes.
"Ready?" Carter asked.
"I guess so." I said taking a deep breath.
We both got out of the car, and we held hands going into the hospital. He opened the door for me.
"For you Ms. Jett." He said in a fake British accent.
"Why thank you Mr. Reynolds!" I said in the same accent.
He smiled at me, and we went back to Luke's room. I knocked on the door.
"Luke?" I asked. "You awake?"
I heard a small "yeah".
"How you feeling?" I asked while sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Better."
"Good."
Luke, Carter and I all talked for about an hour. Then mom and dad came.
"Oh, hey Izz. Hey Carter." Mom said.
"Hi." I said with a smile.
Carter just smiled and waved.
"Well, we've been here for about an hour. So I guess we'll be going." I said.
"Okay. See you later." Mom said.
I kissed Luke's cheek, and Carter and I went back outside. We didn't really talk at all. Just an awkward silence throughout the whole way home. But when we got out, we wouldn't stop talking. We talked about everything. About how my first day of school would go, what sports both of us play, music, and just everything. After about 30 minutes of endless talking, and laughing, we fell asleep, together.
