3-Pointer

Chapter 4

Sylvia's POV

Andrew came to visit me. I noticed something though. He had purple and red lines on his arms. Had he been cutting himself? I was so worried.

He leaned down and kissed me. "Hey,babe. I missed you."

"I missed you too baby." I was covering my feelings with a fake smile. He caught me glancing at his arm, and quickly put on the hoodie he had brought.

"How've you been?" He stuttered.

"In bed, alone and cold."

"Well that doesn't sound too pleasing. Maybe I can help." He closed the door and then actually laid next to me. He kissed my cheek all the way to my mouth as I giggled and kissed him back as he reached my lips. I hadn't lost my hair yet, but I was worried he would be embarrassed to be around me. So I accidentally bumped my phone as it played our favorite songs; If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn by Sleeping With Sirens in acoustic. The second one, our all time favorite, was I Need You by M83. He held me close when 'I Need You' came on, and I was on top of him. Siting in his lap. As the beat and guitar joined in, he kissed me deeply, stroking my hair. I felt as joyous as Tris did when she zip-lined. This was the guy that belonged with me. The guy that accepted my cancer. The one that saw past my flaws. He pulled away and starred into my eyes as the song ended and got slower. The next song was 'Fall For You' by Secondhand Serenade. We held our faces close without a noise. Our eyes closed. Taking nips at each other's lips but not talking or kissing. No giggling or ruffling in the sheets. We held like this until our last song, which was 'you & I' By Lady GaGa, to which he sat there playing with my hair. After that song, we sat in silence and holding hands.

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