Matthew Espinosa Imagines

One Week

*Elizabeth's POV*

I sit in a hospital bed, crying and crying, not wanting to see anyone, not even my mother who was sitting next to me and trying not to cry like I was.

I came into the hospital today for a check up. I have lung cancer and it's honestly the most torturous thing I can ever imagine.

All my long brunette hair in completely gone, and now I only wear beanies. I'm not that ashamed to wear wigs, however. I still have my dignity.

I was just informed I had a week or less to live. I was crying into my knees as the nurse left for our privacy.

My mom was all cried out and so was my dad, but they both still had watery eyes.

"We love you so much, sweetie" Mom says as she cradles my hand in hers while crying.

Someone busts through my hospital rooms door, obviously in a hurry.

It was my boyfriend, Matthew. He has stuck with me through all this cancer torture and didn't even love me less when I shaved my head. He still kissed and smiled and looked at me the same way.

And that's why I love him.

"I came as quick as I could" Matt says through gasps of air as he sat beside me and took my hand in his, kissing the back of it.

My parents glance at each other, then walk out for us to have some privacy.

Matt frowns and then locks eyes with me. "What's wrong?" he asks, wiping away the tears of my eyes with his thumbs.

I try to speak through sobs but I can't. My voice was lost just as well as my health was.

"Shh, shh" Matt whispered to calm me down as he slowly placed small kisses on my cheeks, nose, and forehead.

"Matt" I finally manage to blubber.

"Yes beautiful?" Matt asks, rubbing my ear with his thumb.

I sob. "I was just notified that...I have a week or less to...to l-live."

Matt freezes and all color drains from his face. His smile goes downward and then tears fall from his eyes.

I sob. "Matt please don't cry."

Matt immediately stands up and starts pacing nervously, sobbing and not breathing evenly.

"No, no, no this can't be right! You can't have a week that's not...that's..." Matt then breaks down and sits on the side of my bed, sobbing into his hands.

His cries inspire me to cry in the same pattern. "Matt please don't..." I try to say, but Matt can't control himself.

I sigh and stay quiet for about five more minutes until Matt just has bloodshot eyes and red cheeks and eyelids.

Matt sits across from me on my hospital bed, while I sit criss cross and he does the same, taking my hands in his.

"Elizabeth, I swear to you that for this last week of your life, I will make it the best week you've ever had."

I sniff and wipe my eyes. "Matt you don't have to do that-"

"I'm not having to I'm wanting to" Matt immediately says.

I already know Matt won't back down so I purse my lips and nod as a silent tear falls down my cheeks.

"Okay...but I have some rules" I say, leaning over and wiping away Matt's left over tears.

Matt sniffs. "Okay, go on."

I clear my throat and then watch Matt play with my skinny fingers as I talk.

"Rule number one: no crying anymore. It won't help anything and it just makes everything...depressing."

Matt agrees by nodding and then plants kisses on my fingers and hands. I smile at him and get distracted.

Matt brings me back to the present. "Is there a number 2?"

I pucker my lips and think. I smile at the thought. "You are allowed to kiss me any time and however many times you want" I smile.

Matt smiles cheekily and then moves my breathing tube out of the way of my lips and plants a kiss on them.

"That it?" Matt asks as he pulls away from my lips.

I think harder. "No more discussing or even bringing up of my...death-" right when I said that word Matt breaks into tears.

"Oh Matt, I'm so sorry" I apologize as I wipe away his tears and hold Matt to me as he calms down.

Matt shakes his head. "No, no it's okay. I need to pull myself together...no more tears from here on out...and I agree, no more talk of..."

I gently place my finger over his lips. "You don't have to say it" I beg in my hoarse voice.

Matt smiles under my finger and then leans into me, kissing my lips. I smile under his lips and tighten my hold on his hands.

As we pull away, Matt holds out his hand to me. "So, is this a deal? Are we going to make this the best week ever?" Matt asks excitedly, holding back tears.

I smile and put my hand into Matt's outstretched one.

My hoarse voice then agrees with Matthew.

"Deal."

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Okay so I'm going to make a seven part series of their "best week ever".

One Week - Day One - will be published tomorrow

One Week - Day Two - next day (:

Twitter: @thotftmatt

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- abby xoxoxoxo