Love Knows Me Not

Two Halves Made Whole

-Christine- -December 20,2018-

Anthony is still hospitalized, but my family and the doctors had forced me to go home. I feel as though not all of me has left for home three days ago. Yes I did physically leave, but my heart somehow remained in the hospital. The reason, I was separated from the very gentlemen that I in California tried so hard to replace, was because though he seemed stable, he was catching something else. Dr. Resme told me not to worry, he's in good hands. I knew I had to trust her. So he'd stay safe.

-Next Day-

This five year old feeling of pure love has not expired at all. With each day I visit him (I climbed out the window during dismissal announcements in school), and we hold our conversations consisting of vulgar jokes, plans for college, school, etc. I love him...But does he love me? Nonsense Christine, his big heart doesn't deserve yours. But the way he feels in my arms... Gah! Stop contradicting yourself! You need to tell him TODAY! I thought to myself as I entered the room where Anthony was. Here goes nothing. Here is where my heart lies. Here is my prom date. Here is the boy... no man I have dreamed of.

Nobody out of the 7 billion that exist made me feel like I can do anything from so much as a hug, and his warm breath telling me that everything will be okay. Only Anthony has done that and I eagerly await to see him.

As I entered his room I was greeted with blood rushing to my cheeks. Anthony, though still in his hospital bed had gotten our favorite band to sing right here in this small room. It was non-other than All Time Low. However, they weren't singing our favorite song. Instead Anthony and Alex Gaskarth were singing a Christmas song of course with a twist. That twist would be so amazing and loud that we had to do it outside(Dr. Resme requested it for her other patients but couldn't help but smack Alex's bum the lucky bastard). I put a Santa hat on Anthony, and as Anthony was wheeled by Ryan Dawson like a race car down the hall and out the door. I was carried Bridal style down the stairs by THE Jack Barakat. I wonder what this all was for... I mean how did he just pull ATL out of nowhere and why were they all smiling at me as I walked in... I still have to tell him though do not forget to tell him! I thought, unaware that I was staring holes into Anthony's eyes outdoors.

-Town Square Outside Hospital-

"Are you okay Christine?" Anthony asked.

"... Huh? Oh yeah! I am fine." I replied blushing.

So stupid so so stupid! I am screwing myself over. Okay now I have to tell him just open your mouth and say how you feel. I thought and began to speak.

"Anthony. Can I ask you a question?" I said trying to contain my nervous trembling and butterflies turning my stomach into knots.

"Sure Christine, but first here have my scarf you must be freezing." Anthony responded as he put his favorite scarlet scarf around my neck, not helping the fact that I was red hot with all the blushing that he mistook for cold.

"Thanks Anthony but what brings them here?" I asked gesturing to All Time Low setting up their instruments.

A/N: Fair warning Bold faced words from this chapter onward, are relevant to the next three parts leading to the end of this story... Why they're bold faced? You'll see! >:)