Who to choose {Dylan O'Brien and Thomas Sangster}

Chapter 20-Getting started

Sorry it's short,I spent all day with my friends and I just got back now (10pm) and I'm seeing family tomorrow because it's Christmas Eve but I need to update for you guys. I hope you like this update
Alex in the pic though💋💋
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Will and Alex come early in the morning. Alex is still in a little shock and seems a little pissed off to be in his wheelchair but you can't blame him. He dresses in his usual style and he told us he wants us to act the complete same around him as we usually would but sometimes it's quite hard. Painful in fact. He tells me not to blame myself. But sometimes I can't help it. Realising if it wasn't for my ex Josh he would be okay,he wouldn't have suffered so badly. I remember when I was little. I don't know,about eight or nine my mum told me that being in love with someone or having someone in love with you was everything. Well Josh was perfect at first,I had to admit,but he kind of broke,I hadn't done anything wrong but something happened,he snapped just as I was falling in love with him. He told me he loved me all the time. I went crazy when I was with him. I can't let that happen again. Loves not supposed to that. He made me go mad.

I imagine if I had lost Alex. But I can't afford to think like that. Hearing the news it got us all worried,especially Will. He won't leave Alex alone now,well they've always been perfect representations of the Chuckle brothers but he's always helping him for whatever he needs. It's pretty sweet but makes me sick to picture what state he would be in if Alex didn't make it.
I shake the horrible thought out of my head and walk out to Dylan's patio. Will and Dylan are helping Alex onto a deck chair and I pull his wheelchair to the side. We sit beside him.
"Is there anything else we can get you?" Dylan asks.
"No. Thanks. I'm good," Alex says "But guys. I don't want your help,don't treat me like something's wrong,"
"Sorry.."
"Don't worry about it. I just want to forget,"
"We all do," I say. But as I say that his sisters words pop into my head 'You can't change what's already happened' well that's true for sure and I'm pretty sure Alex knows this but maybe if I can't change it I can forget it. Move on past it. It's something we shouldn't be dealing with.

We eat breakfast outside. Well by breakfast I mean crisps,coke and ice cream. Will and Dylan collect our bowls and bring them inside to clean up while I sit with Alex. I hate the silence between us,it's like a wild beast.
"Do you mind if I ask you a question?" I ask.
"Sure," he says.
"Is it weird.. In the wheelchair?"
"I guess. But I need to get used to it don't I. But I'm sure it'll be cool after a while,I do get quite a lot of sympathy thanks to this bad boy," he taps the wheels. "But no I want rid of it but I'm lucky. Ain't I?"
"Yeah.."
"And I'm sorry for you being with such a bully as him. No one deserves that,"
"I know,"
"But he's out of our lives now. He's never coming back Emma,"

Relief pours into me. It's gonna be okay.
"Emma..."
"Yeah?"
"You know that feeling you get? Well it isn't that often,but that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach,you feel as fizzing and a tingling. Like it's sending some kind of message to your brain. And then everything changes. Everything gets better. And I think that's what it's meaning. And it's meaning for all of us,"
"You really think so?"
"Yeah,its a good like Miss Emma Dawson,"
"Totally." We give each other a quick smile "And its just getting started Mr Alexander Flores,"