• Eliza •
I shouldn't have walked out of that room. I should've stayed there and sat beside him, calmed him down and told him that no matter what, I was here for him.
But what did I do? I left. I slammed the door shut and walked out, anger and frustration boiling inside of me.
It's not that I'm mad at him. I'm not mad at him, I'm just mad at this whole situation and I'm mad at myself. I've been so blind to all this...
We both said things that we shouldn't have said. But right now, that isn't the problem. I need to just suck it up and go back in there and apologize.
I let him calm down for a few minutes before going back in. I sat against his door and calmed myself down too. I planned out my whole apology in my head, and ran through it a few times just to be sure it was okay, before quietly opening the door again and walking in, sitting at the foot of his bed with a small sigh.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I can't believe that I somehow got mad at you for this, when you're the last person I should be upset with. You can't control anything that's happening to you, and in my anger I exploded at you and pushed you to answer questions that you shouldn't have had to answer to me. I know you're probably still mad, and you have the right to be, but I want you to know that I'm not going to leave you. I love you so much that it hurts sometimes, like my heart is going to explode if I don't tell you just how much I truly love you. I'm sorry." I said, turning to face him.
He looked at me with an odd look on his face before motioning to come over to him. I did, and he pulled me on top of him and into his arms, his face against the top of my head.
"I'm sorry too. I went way too far, and I said things that definitely shouldn't have been brought up. I just hate when you worry, because I know what it's like to worry like that and it's not a fun thing to deal with. But when you left... I got so scared. I thought I'd screwed up so badly that you were going to leave me completely, and I can hardly bear that thought because I love you. And then you came back and it just... it seemed like everything would maybe, just maybe, be okay for a little while." He mumbled against my hair.
I moved a bit and kissed him gently, wrapping my arms around his neck while his stayed steadily on my back.
"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispered to me once we broke the kiss. I giggled a little bit and a small smile spread across his face.
"I. Love. You." I said, each word separated by a quick kiss.
"I love you more." He laughed, giving me another tiny kiss. Soon enough, we were laughing and smiling, trying to see who could say 'I love you' more dramatically and kissing much more than what was probably appropriate for a hospital.
"I love you until the end of time, multiplied by infinity, multiplied by the number of miles from right here to the end of the universe and back!" He declared.
"I love you more than anyone has ever loved anything ever, times the number of stars in the sky, times infinity!" I announced, leaning in to kiss him again. He was still smiling, holding me close as we kissed and kissed. I loved every second of it.
We finally stopped yelling about how much we loved each other when a nurse came in and said we were a bit too loud, but we kept on kissing.
It was a good way to make up.
a/n: i realllllly hope people still care enough about these books to read this very very late updates. it's legit been like 2 years ohhh my
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