"You planned all of this for six weeks?" I asked Will as we walked with our interlocking hands across the room.
"Yes. I did." He answered.
"I never knew you could paint that well."
"I don't."
I raised my eyebrow at him. "Then how did you-"
"YouTube." He smiled. "You didn't go to school for eight days. And when I knew that you weren't at school, I skip school too. Just to finish this."
I paced around the room. All of this. For me. "Thank you."
He only smiled and planted a kiss on my cheek.
***
We were at the hospital. I was ready to face Rachel.
Will and I were in front of the door of Rachel's hospital room. My heart was racing and my hands became cold and Will seemed to notice me shaking.
"Whatever happens..." Will began. "You're the only one that I love. Only you."
A tear slides down and I nodded.
Will turned the door knob and we saw Rachel lying down on the little hospital bed with tubes surrounding her. She saw me holding Will's hand but she made no angry reaction at me.
Will went up beside her first. I was too scared to even look at her. I had a feeling that she'd force Will.
They were a few feet away from me and they were talking softly. Until Rachel stared into Will's eyes and she slowly cupped his cheek. My heart slowly ached until Will turned to me and told me to come nearer.
I did so and as I got closer to Rachel, I could smell that she was being bathed by ethyl alcohol.
I was standing beside her and she just stared at me. I felt a bit awkward for a while until she smiled at me.
Her heart monitor caught every slow beat of her heart and she slowly opened her mouth to speak. It took her a few tries before she could fully say what she wanted to say. "Will, she's beautiful."
Her voice was so calm and she even smiled as she said that. I was confused. Wasn't she mad that Will wanted her to not be in an arranged marriage?
I could feel Will smiling behind me. "Yes, she is."
I could only look at Rachel. My eyes trailed down to her hand that gestured. She wanted to hold my hand. I reached my hand down to hers and I slowly rested it on her cold and soft hand.
"Hi." She looked up at me.
"Hi." I said softly. I didn't feel comfortable with her.
"Don't worry. I won't bite." She said as she coughed. "Will is right. You..." She stopped to cough again and continued. "You are beautiful."
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My Stalker (Rewriting)
RomanceRewriting. Julia Greene has always been bitter - always hated the damsels in distress, always wanted the upperhand, and never wanted to be close to a man. Dramatic, she knows but it wouldn't be perceived as so if everyone knew that her parents die...