The bad boy and I (on hold)

Always

Last time on Started with a song: The police came to June's hospital room and told me something I never would forget. Ben had not only killed himself but his last call was to a guy named Derek Stone who the police later told me was June's actual father.

 June's P.O.V.

I groaned as a huge headache of memories flooded into my head. A person shouted something and I quickly spoke, clearly agitated from the pain of all the memories that had just flooded through my head. "I don't know who you are yet but could you please shut the fuck up." A chuckle could be heard from what seemed like a man. I could hear his footsteps coming towards me and I opened my eyes. "Fucking shit, first a headache now a blinding light. If this is heaven they should've at least made it a little less blinding!" A full out laugh was heard from the man. Finally, my eyes adjusted towards the scenery and I noticed that I was in a hospital. And the man turned out to be the one and only August Knight himself. After the whole memory fiasco I realized what I had done. Shit, I'm so fucking dead when I get discharged. I suddenly realized how parched I was and poked Dylan's stomach that was currently being clutched from aching, due to how hard he was laughing. Didn't know I was that funny. Damn, he needs to calm down. His laugh is a melodic sound though. This is probably the first time I've heard him laugh since...ever. He cooled down and finally looked at me, it seemed as if he was lost in thought. I sat up and moaned as pain quickly engulfed each and every part of me. This seemed to break August out of his thoughts and quickly help me sit up. After he helped me, he grabbed me a cold bottle of water which I thanked him for and quickly chugged it down.

 A doctor came in and examined me from head to toe before directly looking into my eyes. "Do you remember anything?" he softly asked. I nodded my head yes before shakily asking, "When do I get discharged?" He completely ignored my question and asked me how long I thought I was out for. "So rude. He needs to get his head out of his ass because I'm supposed to be the patient not him. Fucking bald baby. Maybe if he had hair he would be kinder" Dylan doubled over in laughter and I blushed a soft pink as I realized I had just spoke out loud. The doctor huffed and angrily walked out. "He looks like one of those cartoon characters that have steam coming out of the ears. He needs to untwist those small ass boxers of his." Dylan laughed harder than ever before and I turned a crimson red as I realized I need to control my mouth and my thoughts. He calmed down after a while and looked me directly in the eye as he sat next to me and leaned in to my ear before whispering, "You're so cute when you blush." I turned an even darker red as my face heated up. I looked down to hide the redness that I called my face and he put his hand underneath my chin and pushed it up gently looking at me directly. "God, I missed you." I lightly frowned and was lost in thought thinking about how long I'd actually been in the hospital for and without thinking I asked Dylan. "How long was I in here for?"

He wrapped an arm around me and on instinct I leaned my head on his shoulder. "3 months. 3 hard ass months and there's a lot we need to talk about, doll." 

Dylan's P.O.V.

Her stunning face turned to one of a light frown and I curiously waited for her to say something to me. "How long was I in here for?" I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and she leaned her head on my shoulder. "3 months. 3 hard ass months and there's a lot we need to talk about, doll" She shivered from the words I just spoke and I gently unwrapped my arm from her shoulder and lightly pushed her back on to her hospital bed and laid down next to her. "You need to get some sleep, doll. You're gonna need it for all the explaining I'm gonna have to do later." I kissed the top of her head gently and wrapped my arms protectively around her. I never want to let her go. She snuggled into my chest and whispered "Stay with me?" and on instinct I whispered "Always."

Third Person's P.O.V.

Dylan and June laid next to each other in a comfortable position as they were both sound asleep and for once they both thought of nothing as they slept. They just enjoyed the comfort of the other next to them. What they didn't know yet was that life had a plan for them and it wouldn't always be easy. But together, they could surpass any obstacle. As long as they stuck together in this world full of evil and good. And in due time everything would fall in place.