skipping a few days since last chapter
avani's pov
anthony hasn't woken up yet. i haven't left his bedside. my mom has been bringing me clothes and is making me eat. the furthest i have been from him is into the hallway. everyone else who was in the wreck have been discharged and are at home. jaden's mom is in LA to be with him. everyone has been checking in on us.
his brain is back to normal now, and luckily no brain damage so he is going to be fine. it's just him waking up now which is body needs to do that part. i sit on my chair, doing schoolwork on my computer while holding his hand.
"hey avani." the nurse says as she walks into check on anthony. they all know me in here. "hi. any prediction as of to when he will wake up?" i ask the nurse. "i really wish i could give you an answer but now it is his body's choice." the nurse answers. "he's always been stubborn." i comment. the nurse and i chuckle.
the nurse exits the room and i continue with my school work. i casual glance over at anthony often, just to check on him but i make sure to never let go of his hand.
"hey." amelie says as her and nick enter into anthony's room. i smile. "he's still out of it?" nick asks. i nod. "his brain is no longer swelling and there seems to be no damage so thats good. now his body will decide when to wake up." i explain. they both nod and sit on the couch.
"oh avani, i brought you clothes." amelie says. "it's okay, i changed yesterday." i deny her offer. "avani, go change." she demands. "fine, can you guys watch anthony?" i ask. "wow what a hard job." nick says sarcastically. i roll my eyes and walk into the bathroom to change.
i put on a sweatpants and t-shirt that amelie brought me and i throw back on anthony's sweatshirt. it still smells like him. i walk back out in my new clothes.
"have you eaten today?" amelie asks me concerned. i nod, but i lied. i haven't been hungry since all the night of the accident, i think i've been too worried to eat. my mom has been forcing me eat.
"what'd you eat?" amelie quizzes me. "uh.. i had a bowl of fruit, and a cup of juice. and i have been drinking my water bottle." i lied about the fruit bowl and the juice but i have been drinking water. "want to run to starbucks? it's just down the street." amelie suggests. "i don't want to leave anthony." i respond. "avani." amelie looks at me. "i can't leave him." i try to explain. "nick and i can run and get it for you." amelie tries to make the situation better. "it's okay, i'm not hungry. i ate right before you guys came." i explain.
"avani, you need to take care of yourself as well." amelie lays her hand on my shoulder. i look her in the eyes. "i need to get back to school." i say avoiding conversation. i sit back in my chair next to anthony's bedside and hold his hand. please wake up. i need you.
"ok, nick and i are going to head out. if you need anything let me know." amelie comforts me then her and nick leave. i wait for them to leave. i move my laptop from my lap and just look at anthony. i kiss the back of his hand. "please. anthony i need you. please wake up. i need to know you're okay. please." i tear up.
*skipping to 2 days later*
it's been 6 days since the accident. i haven't left the hospital. i sit in my chair anxiously waiting for anthony to wake up. i just want to see his blue eyes shine in the sun. i want anthony to pick me up and spin me and slow dance with me at his spot. i want him back. tears stream out of my eyes.
i look up at his eyes and see them flutter and watch them slowly open. i see his bright blue eyes once again. he looks at me and smiles. i cry tears of joy and pure surprise. i hug him and place a gentle kiss on his lips. "you're awake." i say rubbing his cheek. "i'm alive?" he says. i nod. "oh, i have to go get the nurse." i say remember what i have been told.
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Avani & Anthony
FanfictionAvani Gregg a 17 year old social media influencer, meets Anthony Reeves a fellow influencer. The two quickly connect and become friends. Before they know it, the duo both gain feelings for one another. Read to find out more about their lives and rel...