You can't see me. -Wesley Stromberg Fanfiction

Chapter 12

Hunter's POV:

I didn't want anyone to help me get dressed because I live with all boys and I didn't want them to see me half naked so I'm trying to be independent.

I crutched up the stairs successfully and did not slip once!

I wasn't really sure of what to wear so I just threw on a pink oversized sweater and black leggings. I have to lay down on my bed to put my pants on because I couldn't keep balance. It took 5 minutes to get them to squeeze over my cast. I pulled them up and let my cast hang out.

It's difficult changing with one arm and one leg alone.

I put on these really cute black booties and head for the bathroom.

I rebrush my teeth and comb my hair. I wasn't sure of what to do with it,so I straightened it.

I put on eyeliner and mascara like the usual and go downstairs. It's 2:50 so he should be here at any moment.

Just then, I hear someone park in the driveway and a beautiful voice singing that always gives me shivers. Wes walks in with a bouquet of a dozen roses. "For you" he said handing them to me, I didn't even try to hold back the blush. I look down to smell them and notice one is fake. I pull it out of the plastic wrapped flowers and show Wes. "Why is this one fake?" I asked. Obviously not expecting what I was about to hear.

"When that one dies," he said pointing towards the flower, "That's when Ill stop loving you." I couldn't believe it. I immediately pull Wesley in and start crying. How am I so lucky?

Authors note. Today, March 27, 2014 marks one year of my first concert, first time seeing e3, my life changing forever, and my obsessive love for them. ❤️