"I can't when you don't even care.."
"I never said I didn't care!"
"But you don't!"
Once they were enemies, now they're lovers. Let's see what happens four years later. Have they been able to keep themselves together? Have the stayed together? What...
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The finest souls are those who gulped pain and avoided making others taste it. -Nitzariat
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I woke up groaning quietly from the pain in my left leg. And when I looked down my heart sank. It hadn't all been a dream.
The snapping of my bone, the hospital visit, the painfully suffocating smell of Andy. It had all happened, and I was laying quietly with him on top of me early on a Saturday morning.
He hadn't changed since the day I left, his alluring blue eyes still matching with the electric blonde hair. Andy was most definitely breathtaking, and I missed him terribly. Every part of me wanted him back. To kiss him and tell him how my day went, to simply sit and listen to his. But I wasn't what he wanted anymore, so after I hugged him and placed a soft kiss to his hair, I untangled his arms from me.
I was struggling not to fall using only one of my legs, but I managed. My hands finding my dirty clothes and crutches, silently making my way towards his bedroom door. Then I stoped looking down at my shirt.
He told me it was because I had left it, but he lied. I could see the entire truth in his eyes. If anything Andy was one of the easiest people to read, I always had a sort of feeling when it came to how he thought. I knew he kept it on purpose, most likely because it was to hard for him to let me go. And I didn't blame him, I might have secretly kept an old hoodie he used to wear, simply because it was comforting. So, despite everything I took my shirt off placing it in between his arms with a little note, stealing one of his shirts instead.
