On My Own A Diggy Simmons Love Story Book 3

Chapter 13: Three Little Words

Elana P.O.V.

So we’re at the park but once again I can’t find Diggy. I was waiting by the slide when something caught my eye. Diggy was talking to some girl. I watched as they talked. I slowly walked over there so Diggy could see me coming. The girl was wearing sweats and a long sleeved tank top. I looked at her and then stared back at Diggy. He saw me and smiled. When I finally reached them he grabbed my hand.

Diggy: Hey Karla I want you to meet my girlfriend Elana.

Karla: Hey Elana. I’m Karla and I’m a receptionist at Atlantic Records.

Elana: Nice to meet you.

Diggy: Elana. I’m going to do some shows so I’m not going to be here for awhile. But anytime you want to see when I coming back or what show I’m currently doing you can check with Karla. *smiles*

Elana: Ok but you’re leaving? When?

Diggy: Two…Days

Elana: You decide not to tell me this earlier? Not supposed to keep secrets Dig and you know that. *smiles at Karla* bye Karla *walks off*

Diggy’s P.O.V.

Karla: You didn’t tell her?

Diggy: I didn’t want her to be sad because we got back together a few days ago.

Karla: Well I guess that didn’t work. I got to go so make sure you pack what need or whatever. Call me if you need me.

Diggy: Ok then bye Karla. *leaves and catches up to Elana who is sitting on the swings* Elana I’m sorry.

Elana: I know you are. I’m just upset you didn’t tell me once AGAIN!

Diggy: I didn’t want to tell you immediately because we had just got back together. Please don’t be upset. This time its just two weeks. *hugs her from behind*

Elana: *sighs* Fine. But no matter what’s going on at the time. YOU NEED TO TELL ME. I’m dead serious Diggy.

Diggy: Ok, Ok I will. I promise. *buries head in shoulder as she sits on the swing*

Iris P.O.V.

 Khalil had finally come back but he was sick. Now he’s sick though. I put on my Ugg boots and leave out the door. My mom drove me to his house. I rung the doorbell and there stood his mom crying.

Iris: What’s wrong?

Khalil’s Mom: Khalil is getting worse and I don’t know what to do. *cries more*

Iris: I’m sure everything will be fine. *hugs and goes upstairs to Khalil’s room*

Khalil was pale. He skin was so hot though. He laid still in his bed as if he was dead and to be honest I was pretty scared already. I got closer to his bed and rubbed his forehead. He came awake and slowly opened his eyes.

Khalil: Iris…*voice very hoarse*

Iris: I’m here Khalil. Don’t talk though because you’re loosing your voice sweetie.

Khalil: I’m cold

He had like 3 blankets on him and he’s still cold? I went into the hallway and grabbed another blanket. I gently put it over him and he slowly turned over. I could tell he was weak. I felt so bad that he was like that. I was going to walk out but he talked.

Khalil: Iris?

Iris: Yeah

Khalil: I love you

Iris: *starts crying* I love you more.

Khalil fell asleep afterwards. Him just saying those three little words after me saying not to talk was sweet. I kissed his forehead and left. I couldn’t stay in there too much longer.