Why Him!?

Chapter 7

Kyle's P.O.V.

I was so close to asking her to be my girlfriend but I chickened out. My phone rang. It had been 5 minutes since Connie slammed the door and left. I flipped open my phone not bothering to look at the caller id.

"Hello?"

"Hi is this Kyle?" A female voice asked.

"Yes."

"Hi um Connie Dufour is in the hospital. She was in a very bad car crash. You might want to hurry. The doctors don't think she has long." I closed my phone and raced out the door. I am so thankful Adrian brought my bike up here. I jumped on it and raced to the hospital. I jumped of and ran into the hospital.

"Who are you?" The girl at the front desk purred. She twirled her hair around her her finger and batted her eyelashes. She would be totally bang-able of I didn't have my eyes on another girl.

"I'm looking for Connie Dufour."

"Who are you to her?"

"Fiancée." I answered right away. She looked stunned but nodded and have me directions.

"Who are you to her?" The nurse asked when I entered the room.

"Fiancée." I said shoving past her.

"Well I hope y'all have a wonderful 5 minutes together."

"What?"

"That's ear predicted time." My stomach twisted in knots and I almost threw up. I raced to her room.

"Kyle?" She asked. Her voice was soft and sweet. She was pale white unlike her usual tan self.

"Yes?"

"You are not my fiancée." I laughed and shook my head.

"No I'm not princess."

"Goodbye." She said closing her eyes. "I love you." and we heart monitor stopped. Doctors and nurses rushed. I froze not able to move. She loved me and those where he last words. A silent tear slid down my face as I watched them try to bring her to life.

"Sir we are gonna need you to leave." A nurse said pulling me out. I didn't fight I was too shocked.

I heard the heart monitor start and stop. Then it started and stayed on. Her heart was beating. She loves me. I love her. I never thought love was real but now that's all I feel for Connie.

"Je suis tombé en amour avec elle." (I fell in love with her.)

"Félicitations." said a walking nurse. (Congrats.)

"Merci." (Thanks.)

She smiled at me and walked away.

"She's alive." The doctor said walking out a clipboard in hand. "She's is gonna stay that way. She just had a panic attack. She is ready to see you now." I nodded and walked in. She laid there not moving and still. She had regained some color.

"I love you too." I whispered sitting beside her. She shifted and began to wake up.

"Where am I?" She asked.

"The hospital."

"Who are you?" She asked looking at me.

"Kyle. You don't remember me?"

"No." That on word sent a bullet threw my chest. My love didn't remember me.

I took a deep breath. "Je t'aime princesse." (I love you princess.)

"Je ne sais pas qui vous êtes. Je suis désolé." (I dont know who you are. I am so sorry.)

"You may not know me but I know you."