Camila
We're on the way to the hospital, so I can finally have this fucking boot taken off. I can't believe it's been six weeks since Speedy literally crashed into my life.
And, now, I'm in love with her, and she loves me back. And we're going to build a future together.
It's nuts but amazing. I've never been happier than I am with her now.
No one gets me like she does. No one makes me laugh harder or turns me on like she does.
She knows the worst things about me, and she still loves me.
She's incredible. And I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
With a smile on my face, I roll my window down and light up a cigarette. Then, I reach across the console and take hold of her hand.
She glances at me and smiles, and my insides light up.
I'm like a lovesick puppy over her, and I don't care.
She's mine, and I'm never letting her go.
She drops me off at the front of the hospital and insists I go inside while she parks the car.
Instead of going upstairs, I grab some coffees and wait for her.
Her face brightens when she sees me. "I thought I told you to go upstairs."
I hand her the black coffee and kiss her mouth. "Since when do I ever listen to you?"
"True dat."
Chuckling, I catch hold of her hand, and we ride the elevator up to the X-ray department.
Harry said he'd meet us there, as he wants to run an X-ray after he's taken the boot off just to make sure everything's okay. But I'm sure it is because my foot feels fine. I just want this fucking thing off for good.
Harry is waiting for us in reception when we get there.
"Hey, brother." I hug him. In a manly way, of course.
"Hey, Laur." Harry kisses her on the cheek.
My brother is fully up to speed on the status of my and Speedy's relationship.
When I told him we were together, his response was, "About time."
I don't know whether that was meant in reference to the time it took Speedy and me to get together, which wasn't that long, or that I finally got myself a girlfriend.
And that's not as pathetic as it sounds. I could have had a girlfriend anytime I wanted. I just never did.
Not until Speedy.
"Right. Come on then. Let's go take this boot off and make sure you're all healed."
"I'll wait here," Speedy says. Taking a seat in the reception area, she picks up a magazine from the table.
"Won't be long, babe." I kiss her.
"Oh, here. Don't forget your other shoe." She pulls it from her bag.
I brought my other shoe with me, so I won't have to walk around with one bare foot and look like a cunt.
I take the shoe, grab another kiss, and then head to the X-ray department with Harry.
Forty-five minutes, and I'm boot-free and all healed.
About fucking time.
Harry walks back with me to reception. "So, things are going well with you and Lauren."
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Breaking Hollywood [CAMREN]
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