Our Love {Nina Dobrev And Ian Somerhalder Fanfiction}

Chapter 26 - Regrets

Nina's POV

I slid the door open, following Ian and giving his family a slight sympathic smile. By the time I was out of the room, the only thing I saw was his back for a few seconds before he turned onto the left corner.

I quickly ran, trying to keep up with him but when he caught a glance of me he yelled, "don't you dare follow me." Which earned him a few glares from the nurses and some patients too.

I stood still in my place, breathing in then out, debating what I should do.

He looked sad, he needed someone to be there for him even though he won't admit it, god knows what he will do.

But if I follow him, he'll be upset because he told me not to...

What if he hurts himself?

Just that thought made me run faster than I even did before, I ran through the halls of the big hospital, but there was no sign of him. Where was he? Did he go back to the room? I doubt that, I would've seen him if he did.

Floor 8. It said just above the elevator, I bit my lip, which is a habbit I always did whenever I felt nervous about something, before I pressed on the down button.

A hospital of 27 floors, how and where will I find him? The elevator seemed to take too long so I sprinted to the nearest stairs, which were inside a door that said 'emergency staircase'

I didn't care if this wasn't really an emergency I opened the door and ran down the stairs. I figured he'd be in the main floor.

I felt a bit tired from all the running, I slowed down, taking one step at a time but when I heard a punch it made me run again.

The noise became louder, I had a feeling it was Ian so I kept running till I got closer and closer to it.

And there he was, I sighed in relief I stood in front of him, to stop him and make him talk to me. But to my surprise, instead I got a punch in my stomach. I gasped from the pain and clutched my stomach in pain, it was excruciating for me.

His eyes widened in surprise, "I-I Nina, I didn'f mean to hurt you." I nodded, unable to speak. I know he didn't mean to, but it still shocked me.

Damn, he can throw strong punches.

Well hey, at least he stopped hurting himself too.

"Nina I'm really sorry, are you okay?" He said running his hand through his hair.

"Yeah." I said, finally speaking, "I'm fine." Bruises were slowly forming on his knuckles. "Ian, stop it! Stop hurting yourself." I whispered/yelled. He didn't say nor do anything. We fell into a comfortable silence for a few minutes.

"Ian?" I said which got him to look at me. I grabbed his hands and rubbed them with mine lightly. "Remember why I came here?" When he didn't answer I spoke, "for you, I came for you. I came so I can be there for you, I came so you can talk to me whenever you want to, so you can have a shoulder to cry on. Not so I can stay here, do nothing and watch you hurt yourself."

He clenched his fists and huffed in annoyance. I placed my right hand on his cheek while still holding both of his hands with mine. "Ian." He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Look at me." I said as I softly carressed his cheek.

"What?" He snapped. "Talk to me." I said trying hard to keep my voice calm. "Why?"  "Why what?" I asked.

"Why do you want me to open up to you?" He asked again, in a harsh tone, demanding for an answer. "Because I-I want to be there for you?" It came out more as a question.

Because I love you, you idiot.

"Oh yeah, and then so I can get too attached to you and just when you see how perfectly fine I'll be again you'll leave me, huh? I don't need that, I don't want that. I don't want to have my heart broken by you, Nina. You don't have to feel bad for me!"