Forever Alone... Or Not

Chapter 4

POV: Nicco

Sariha and Bethany just left a few minutes ago. I was just sitting there looking at the details on Michael's face. The beautiful way his cute button nose twitches every few minutes. His long eyelashes cascading over his pink cheeks littered with freckles. His small but full pink lips. Every freckle, beauty mark and anything else makes his face look like a goddesses. I sigh as I stand up and make my way to the door. Im almost out of the room but I hear a groan. I turn around and Michael is moving his hand slightly. I gasp as I scream for the doctor and go over to the bed.

"Ok Michael move your hand more. You have to fight. Keep concentrating on opening your eyes." he groaned again as he rolled his wrist. Slowly but surely he moved each part of his body and soon his eyes opened up. "Ah you did it. You did such a good job. Now stay awake for me now." I quickly give him more fluids as the doctor takes his levels and asks him basic questions about who he is and whatever.

"You might want to call that friend of his. She'll be ecstatic." the doctor says before leaving, telling me a few more things to do. I do what she asked while I talked to Michael. He was tired but we had to keep him awake. He didn't really have any spirit in him though. I noticed this and I thought about his dad. The fucking bastard.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Sariha's number. It rang a few times before it went to voicemail. I left a message and put my phone the side table before sitting down in a chair next to the bed.

"So, are you hungry?" I asked and he nodded. "What do you want, it's quite late but they still serve food right now."

"Soup...I guess." he said and then coughed. Soup sounds like a pretty good idea for him right now. I left and went to the cafeteria. I got him a bowl of chicken noodle soup with crackers on the side and a cup of water. I went back to the room to find him trying to get off the bed. I rush to put down the tray and go to him.

"Hey you need to stay in bed." I said pulling him back to sit on the bed.

"No! I need to get home before my dad gets mad." He was hyperventilating. I pull him into my chest and shush him and rub his head.

"Hey, hey calm down. He won't hurt you anymore. Your safe." he pressed into my chest and let out sobs. I brushed my hand through his hair as I whispered sweet nothings trying to get him to calm down. Slowly but surely he calmed down and was able to eat his food.

"So what's your name?" he asked bring his spoon to his mouth. I watch as his lips wrap around the spoon. Oh what that mouth would look like around my co- no don't be a pervert.

"My name is Nicco." I said hoping he won't remember me. But that was quickly erased because he paled and dropped his spoon on the table thing.

"N-Nicco as in the o-one that b-bullied me?" He said and backed away from me. I wanted nothing more than to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness but that's just too weird.

"Yeah, look I'm sorry about the way I treated you when we were kids. I was just a stupid love-struck kid" I said and he looked at me with a curious look. "Please forgive me." He looked surprised.

"Ok you're forgiven." he went back to eating his soup but in the middle of it he asked me something. "Who did you like? Was it Sariha?" I looked at him. He was looking at me with his big beautiful blue eyes.

"Uhh well it wasn't Sariha. It..... was, you....... Yeah." I mumbled and he dropped his spoon again. This time on the floor. I cursed and picked up the spoon and went to the sink to wash it. When I was done and I had turned around I was met with Michael sitting criss-crossed staring at me. "Do you need something." I said and out his spoon back in his bowl.

"So you've liked me all this time? Then, why would you bully me?" he said sniffing. I felt my heart break as a tear rolled down his pink cheek. I went over and pulled him into my chest as he cried more.

"Im sorry, I didn't know what to do with these feelings. I thought it was wrong to like a boy. So, I did the only thing I could to get you to talk to me. I'm sorry should have just... talked to you. Im sorry. I really do you like you though." I pulled him out of my chest and looked into his eyes. We stayed like that for awhile. He put his hand against my cheek, slowly touching it. He proceeded to touch every part of my face. He had both hands on my cheeks and slowly, I leaned forward. I brushed my top lip against his bottom lip. He gasped and gave me a nod. I softly pressed my lips to his. A slow sweet kiss. He wrapped his hands around my neck, being careful with all the wires and stuff. I planted my hands on the bed as we fell back. I hovered over him being careful of his healing ribs. I didn't want to pressure him into anything so I leaned back. A string of saliva following. I was about to stand but he pulled my face back to his and crushed our lips together. I groaned and climbed onto the bed, his legs in between my legs. I was on my knees and my hands were still on each side of his head, propping me up. I had enough stability so I rubbed my hand against his chest, then his hip, than his thigh. He moaned as I trailed down his neck. I wanted to bite him so badly. Drink his sweet blood.

Oh shit, I forgot to mention. I'm a Vampire. Surprise!!

Well shit that happened. I was really bored with the story so I made it Supernatural. Also, that means Mpreg and Michael is really looking forward to it. *Wink-wink* well so is Nicco. OK Byeee Guyyyysss. LOVEE YOUUU!!!!!

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March 27, 2019