Him

chapter 16

Later that night...
The doctor decided that we stay for a few more hours so they can monitor me more because the wound was so bad. Ethan stayed with me the whole time by my side.

Though, After our kiss, I couldn't help but feel something more for him. Not like a love but more than that. He was more than just a love. He stitched up my heart that was left broken by my parents. He was there when no one was around. He was always here with me.

2 hours later...
It was around 8:30 when the doctor finally gave the all clear for me to head home. I was relieved. I couldn't stand being in that hospital room another minute.

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While riding home I noticed the sweatshirt I was wearing. I forgot it was Ethans. And thats when I realized it was covered in blood. "Sorry about the sweatshirt." I mumble to break the silence. "Its no worries. I'll just wash it." He chuckles a little. I nod and then look out the window. I stare up at the moon and watch the small town lights flicker by. After a while we turn down our street. I don't want to go back home. At all.

I look at Ethan and then give him a small smile and look at my house. I sigh and take a deep breath. "Want me to walk you in?" He asks. "Yes please." I say in a sad but annoyed way.

We walk up the driveway and up to my door. And I stop and hesitate. I turn around and face Ethan. And I give him a hug. He hugs back wrapping his arm around my back and mine around his waist. We stand there for a good minute before I release. I look up into his eyes. "Thank you so much. For everything." I whisper in a sad and loving way. I get on my tip toes and give him a peck on the cheek. His face heats up under my lips and I can tell he's blushing.

But before I turn around I hear him ask. " uh Ana? I was wondering... If maybe.. Yanno, I could take you out tomorrow?" He stutters and scratched the back of his head. "Of course. i would love that." I say with a smile plastered across my face. A real smile. For some reason only Ethan can cause that. A real smile. Not the fake one I put on. He smiles back and I open the door.

"Goodnight Ana."
"Goodnight Ethan."

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I tip toe slowly and silently through the kitchen and down the hallway. I reach my room when I see a shadow creep towards me

"Honey. Where were you?" I hear a deep voice ask me in a sincere way. I walk up and see its my dad. I give him a hug before answering his question. "The hospital." He sighed and hugged me harder. I pulled back and he examined my wound. "How did you get there alone?" My dad asked curiously. I pause. "I wasn't alone." I respond he gives me a weird look and I proceed. "Ethan took me. He was there with me." I confess. "Ethan?" My dad asks. "He's the boy across the street. He helped me." He nods and gives me a smile.

He doesn't question me anymore. He kisses my forehead and tells me goodnight and walks to the living room. I guess they argued again and now hes sleeping out there. I roll my eyes and walk into my room.

I lay down on my bed and close my eyes. And before I know it I'm thinking about the kiss me and Ethan shared and I drift off to sleep.