My Life is a Silent Hurricane

Chapter Fifteen- Love Can Heal A Broken Heart.

Later that night, I text him.

Storm: Heyy Wesley

Wesley: Hey gorgeous. 😘

Storm: don't lie I'm not gorgeous.

Wesley: and right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe that baby you don't know your beautiful, uh oh, that's what makes you beautiful. everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you!! Baby, you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets over whelmed and when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell that baby you don't know your beautiful uh oh, and that's what makes you beautiful!

Omg, i tear up a little when I see that.

Storm: aw baby that's soo sweet!! You messed it up a little tho. 😘

INCOMING CALL: Wesley😘

I accept.

"Heyy baby" he says.

"Hey. Why'd ya call me?"

"I wanted you to hear my voice saying you're beautiful."

"But I'm not. Stop lying"

Right away, he starts singing the song. When he's done, I giggle.

"Aw your soo sweet"

"I'll do that until you realize it's true!" He says with a laugh.

"We should meet up again soon. I liked it at the park."

"Okay, gorgeous. When?"

"Tomorrow, same time."

"Okay."

"Isn't it hard to believe that Thanksgiving is in 4 days? Last day of school before Thanksgiving Break is tomorrow!!"

"Yeah. Time passes quickly when you can't stop staring at a beautiful girl."

I giggle.

"I'm NOT though!! I'm fat, and the ugliest girl in school!! Probably the ugliest girl in the world!!"

He starts singing again.

"Uhh stop doing that!" I say, even though I'm laughing.

"I have to go, sweet dreams beautiful."

"Okay, bye Wesley."

The next few days are about the same, and Thanksgiving passes without much happening. We get Friday and the weekend off after Thanksgiving. That Saturday, after I'm dressed in comfy sweatpants just to hang around the house, I hear a dull thud against my window. I peek out. Nothing. Another thud. I whip around, just in time to see a figure retreat to a bush. I grab my crutches, (only 6 more days with them!!) and go down the stairs and out the front door. I hear a muffled giggle coming from a bush. I narrow my eyes and go over to it, pushing aside some branches. I practically have a heart attack when Wesley pounces out at me, knocking me onto the crunchy frosted-over grass. I giggle. He holds out his hand and I grab it, then he pulls me up.

"What are you doing here?"

"I thought maybe we could go for icecream?"

"When there's frost on the ground?"

"Yeah! Because there's frost on the ground!" I giggle again.

"Okay. I'll be right back."

After I grab my phone, get permission from Maggie, and toss on a hoodie, I set out again. He's waiting, and he smiles when he sees me.

"You know, you're so beautiful like this, without your makeup and just in sweatpants and a hoodie."

"Aw thanks! But, like i said, I'm not pretty." This time, he holds my hand and starts to sing the song again, slightly off-key, but still nice.

"Aww you're so nice." We walk in silence till we get the park, where we sit down on our bench.

"When's your cast gonna come off?" He asks me.

"Friday. I'll take the day off school."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to seeing you walking again." He smiles. I shiver, and he scoots closer. We watch the sun rise in the sky, slowly melting the frost. At noon, it's time to leave.

"I'll see you later, Wesley."

"Okay, bye Storm Grey." He waves, and we each walk a separate way.