Right Now (Camila/you)

fourteen

It's been almost a month since I've been in this room. But everyday Camila visited me, with the help of a doctor. It made my day better. But it didn't make me better. They said I was progressing, but they didn't say by how much.

I was tired of being tired. I wanted to stand and see the sun. I hated being inside. I missed being able to go outside whenever I wanted. I just really wanted to get better lile everyone else.

"Hey stranger." Lucy smiled, wheeling herself into my room.

My mood brightened. I hadn't seen Lucy in so long. I was able to wrap and arm around her, feeling the warmth of her body radiating onto me. I also hated being so damn cold.

"How are you?! I've missed you." I exclaim, tucking myself back under the blankets.

"I'm good. I actually came by to tell you some good news." Lucy trailed off. It's when I noticed she no longer wore the hospital gown given to all patients, but pants and a long sleeved shirt.

"You're going home?" I whisper. Lucy starts squirming in her seat.

"I get to go home!" She exclaims. I cheer with her, happy to see my friend finally getting to live her life once more.

"That's amazing Lucy! Best news I've heard in a while." Lucy places a hand on mine, touching the bracelet she gave me.

"I'll come visit, I promise." I know she would. And I'd be very excited for her visits.

"Well don't let me keep you, go enjoy the world!" I give her on last hug, letting it linger before releasing her.

"You're gonna kick cancer in the ass and I'm gonna take you for a ride on this baby when you get out." Lucy taps her wheelchair and gives me a playful wink.

I laugh. "I can't wait." And with that Lucy is gone from the hospital. Another reason why I didn't want to make friends is because it was hard to see them go from the world, but even harder seeing them leave the hospital with their life waiting for them to continue.

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Camila came in later on, bringing her makeup bag this time. She wanted me to feel better about myself. And I was okay with that.

I watched her eyes as they concentrated on my face, focusing on putting the right amount of blush on my face. She then made me close my eyes to put a little colour to my eyelids. Her finger gently rubbed my eyelid to apply the makeup.

Then she stopped. There wasn't any movement, but I kept my eyes closed. I suddenly felt her breath on my lips, the warmth and the smell of mint. I wonder why she was so close. Whatever it was, it was making my heart race.

Camila then cleared her throat and quickly went to apply to the other eyelid. It didn't stop my heart from continuing to beat at a rapid pace. I didn't understand these feelings.

If they were what I thought they were, I wouldn't know what to do. Catching feelings for someone who's getting better is bad. Especially if she returned those feelings. That's a recipe for heartbreak.

"Alright, open your eyes." Camila said. I did as told and her eyes lit up. She grabbed the small mirror inside the bag and handed it to me. I looked normal again. But at the same time I could see the imperfections the sickness caused.

"Thanks Camila." I hugged her. The way she wrapped her arms around me made it seen lile if she squeezed even slightly I'd break. But I wouldn't be surprised if I did.

"Any good news from the doctors?" She asks as she put everything away.

"They said I'm progressing, but obviously that's either to get my hopes up or my body is taking a damn long time to get better." Camila gave me a half smile, squeezing my arm lightly.

I yawned, for what seemed the fiftieth time today. Camila scooted over to rest on the pillows, opening her arms to me. "C'mere."

I pushed myself back and laid on her, her arms automatically laying around me and her head falling ontop of mine. I sighed, closing my eyes and starting to fall asleep. I felt Camila's lips press to my forehead.

"Camila...do you like me?" I had to ask. It's not like I had anything to lose anyways. Well, except her.

I heard Camila gulp. That was answer enough. But she spoke anyways. "Of course I do." She whispered.

"Like if I got better, and I came out of the hospital and kissed you, what would that mean." Maybe it was the tiredness, but my brain started making me spit out things I'd imagined the past few weeks.

Camila's body heated up and I felt her smile. "Hopefully that I could finally take you on that first date."

"Okay. Wake me up in a few hours okay?" Camila nodded and I finally fell asleep.

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I heard complaints from someone with a similar voice as the person laying next to me. At least who used to be laying next to me. I opened my eyes, looked at the clock and saw I slept for four hours. Camila needed an award for having the will to stay that long with me.

"I'm not leaving!" I heard her yell. There were mature voices arguing. Her parents. I attempted to walk to the door, but because of my weak state I almost fell to the ground.

A wheelchair wad near by and I reached for it, pulling my body onto it along with my oxygen tank and IV stand. I struggled wheeling myself, opening the door and seeing Camila and her parents.

"I promised her! I don't break my promises. We're walking out of here together!" I could tell by her voice she was crying.

Sinu looked at me from over Camila's shoulder, a sad expression overtaking. Camila noticed and turned, her eyes enlarging slightly. "Can I take to you, Camila?"

She only nodded, wheeling me back into the room. She sniffled, he linger me back into bed and pulling the covers back over. "Don't fight with them."

"They said I was well enough to go home now and only come in for daily check ups." I smiled, taking her hand.

"And that's fantastic news. You shouldn't stay away from your family any longer than you have to." I let my hand cup her face, my thumb moving over her cheek softly.

"But I don't want to leave you. I promised you." She choked out. She was really upset. But I knew this would happen.

"Don't worry about me. You can visit. You've got a life out there and friends that can't wait to hang out with you at your home and not a hospital bed." She gripped my hand, tears falling down her face.

"I'm not going anywhere. Please enjoy the life you've been given a second chance to live. Don't let me hold you back." Camila's head fell onto my lap, her shoulders shaking. She was scared if she left I would be gone forever. I knew the feeling.

"I love you." She whispered. She leant forward and pressed her warm lips to my cold ones. Never had I left the emotion she was giving me. I liked Camila. I really did. But it was a terrible time for feelings.

"If you love me then go with your family and be happy." Camila nodded. She kissed my hand gently, standing up and backing away slowly, our fingers she till holding on until we weren't in arms reach.

She left the room and I felt the first tear fall. I didn't want her to leave. But if you love something let it go. Camila deserved a life, and she was finally getting it back. Hopefully it was my turn.

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Sorry for the many sad chapters, I promise a happy one is in the future. I hope whoever had school today and a good one. I'm a senior now and it's freaking me out since yesterday I was a freshman (or so it feels like) love you guys endlessly and thank you for reading♡

(Ps I heard about these harmony awards and it'd be cool if I was nominated for one of em. I don't expect to win but fjjdjf okay bye hope you enjoyed :)))