Jordan lies down with me for a while. His arms around my waist, and my hands on top of his. I just wish this could last forever.
About an hour later, I wake up and Jordan is no longer there. I take off the covers and walk around the edge of my bed.
The only thing I'm wearing is my extra large t-shirt (and panties of course), so I walk down my hallway towards the kitchen. It looks like he is making pancakes.
"Pancakes? In the middle of the day?"
He laughs.
"Pancakes are good for any time of day! Don't you agree?" He says winking at me.
We sit down together and eat pancakes.
We get done eating and we go into the living room. Jordan pulls me into his lap and we watch South Park until about 9:00.
Jordan starts playing with my hands, and my heart starts beating faster. Even though he is my boyfriend, I still get pretty nervous around him.
I lean into him and press my face into his neck. I can feel him smile, and he presses his face into my hair.
He starts to kiss my neck softly, and slowly skim up my face until he gets to my lips. I open my eyes and look at him, and he is just God awful hot! He wraps his hands around my waist and presses his lips to mine.
I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze him tightly.
"I love you."
"Love you too, babe."
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The next morning Jordan wakes me up around 1:30.
I get up, take a shower, and fix my hair into a messy bun. I put on some mascara and eyeliner.
"Hey Jordan! What do you think I should wear?"
"Hmm.. Let's go see!"
He drags me to my closet and looks through my clothes. He picks out my "Kenny Chesney" hoodie and some booty shorts.
"Are you serious? The shorts? Haha!"
"Whaaat? Come on! I have fashion sense!" He says in a gay voice.
I start laughing and pull on some miss me jeans.
After I'm ready, Jordan drives me in his car to the Hospital. He waits in the car while I walk into the entrance. He waves at me and says, "Good luck."
I go to the lady at the front desk and tell her my name.
"Follow me!" She says.
I follow close behind her to the west wing of the hospital. We walk through two big doors and a long corridor.
We then come up on a bunch of big rooms, some with their doors open and some with them closed. She points at a door and says "She's in there. Good luck!"
I walk towards the door, and peek inside. I see a lady's back facing me and a doctor talking to her. I begin to walk in the room, and she turns and face me.
What I see at first looks like a older woman with waist length brown hair, brown eyes, and few wrinkles. She has marks on her forehead. I call them worry marks.
Her eyes look bright, and scan me up and down, as if she doesn't know me. Then all of a sudden her mouth twitches up into a smile. I see her start to stand up, and her eyes seem to jump.
"Katie?"
I almost can't say anything. I'm frozen in place, my feet glued to the floor. I didn't realize I was crying until I feel the tears going down my cheeks.
"Mom?"
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Holding on to What is Left {Editing as of 03/24/15}
Fiksi PenggemarKat is the definition of a sad story. Bayani (Jordan) finds his way into her life, making things both better and worse. [This was my first fanfiction, and believe me, I feel like this was very far-fetched and terrible, but you all seemed to like it...