Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

James pov

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Willow screams at me "fifty stitches! And your not going to tell me what really happened?!" Willow points a finger at me gabbing me in the noise, "you better tell me now mister or else" she growls.
"Willow your attracting unwanted attention" I say looking down at my patched up shoulder in the sling. "I just don't want to talk about it right now okay?" I look up at her "okay?" I give her a small smile. please work please work.
She sighs dropping her hand and her pail blue eyes softening "fine, fine. But I'll get it out of you later" she sits next to me on the hospital bed leaning on my good shoulder. Her long black hair brushes my hand, I reach up and grab a strand of her hair, the stand of wavy shiny blackness wraps around my finger. I wrap my free arm around her waist pulling her closer to me and resting my head on top of hers.
The odd feeling in my stomach shows up again, damn it. I wish I could tell her but every time I'm come close to telling her I freeze and cant.
"Don't scare me like that again,okay?" She says softly rapping her arms around my waist "you really scarred me, I thought u were going to die you idiot" she grumbles a little.
I shrug my shoulder lifting up my head and letting go of her hair and putting my finger under her chin to make her look at me "hey hey it okay, it'll take a lot more then some stitches to get rid of my girly." I smile at her looking deep into her eyes....say it now please a voice whispers to me.....please. Nope. Damn.
I can see the flakes of yellow in her eyes seem to pop out more when she is this close to me, making her look absolutely beautiful in ever way. She smiles a little bit at me.
"Your an idiot. You know that right?" She pulls away petting my hair. "I'm going to go get some snacks" she jumps of the bed and swiftly almost dances as she leaves the room.

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