Chapter 4

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        "Stupid me." I mumbled under my breath, "Hey Chris, could you sing that song you sung at the doctors when we were younger?" He laughed and replied, "You know I can't sing good." I gave him a look and he sighed.

        Don't cry. Because I'm right here, and if you hold my hand hard enough I'll never leave.

You're laugh is prettier than your tears, so cheer up because I love you.

        We both blushed at the last words. I thanked him and he nodded. "You know, Chris. I'm glad you're here, but where were you?" He turned his head and waited for a moment before he actually replied, "I'm here now and that's what matters." For some reason this angered me and I wanted to know where he was.

        "What's that supposed to mean?!" He looked at me and yelled, "It's none of your bussiness." I turned away and started sobbing a little, he slapped my hand and said, "Listen, I didn't mean to snap, don't be such a cry baby." He said he had to leave, but before he left he gave me a hug and left.

        In the morning I asked when I could go home, she told me in a week if I still feel good I can go home. I was excited because then I could see Chris more. I've always had feelings for him, but now more than ever. I wonder if he loves me too. What if he thinks my new haircut is ugly though. What if he doesn't trust me and that's why he didn't tell me where he went. What if...

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