[Evie]
I stumble through the halls of Somerset General determined to forget what I've seen. The dark look on Asher's face as he escorted his company to that room. . .
I shake my head. I didn't crawl through the snow to let Ash cloud my thoughts. I'm here for him.
For Liam.
Nurses and surgeons scurry through the halls and the Doctor's Collins are no where to be found.
What was the room number again?
I take a pit stop at the nurses station and get the number. He's just down the hall.
"Ever since that first day, when you told me to sit my ass down in my own seat, I've known. Even if I didn't want to admit it."
In my shocked silence he keeps talking, absentmindedly playing with my hair.
"I guess sometimes I feel so frantic, like I'll snap you in two or lose you any minute. I was holding you so close when we took pictures today and I want it to be like that always, Evie. I need to know you, to understand you. It might be selfish but I want to be your best friend, and your boyfriend."
I stop dead in my tracks. Of all the memories we shared why that one? Why now?
A little voice tells me that I know. Deep down I know. He'd told me he wanted to know, practically begged me to let him in and told me how he didn't want to lose me. Not like he'd lost his mom.
I've been such a fool.
I pick up my pace and run to the door at the end of the hall.
I raise my hand to knock and. . .
[Liam]
"Come in!" I shout.
Camille had come for Audrey Rose a bit ago to give her some pudding from the cafeteria. No doubt that little monster was riding out a sugar high by now.
The door creaked open and I didn't bother to look up from my magazine. What? I was doing some light reading.
"I'm all good Nurse Gionini, no need to fuss."
"Should I be jealous?"
My eyes snap up instantly. That was no nurse, standing before me was an Angel.
"Evie." I breathe. A thousand questions circle in my head, but something seems different.
"Liam I'm so sorry." She hangs her head, coming to my side. "I'm so sorry."
"For what? It's not your fault."I say.
"I threw away what we had. I was selfish and awful, then like a fool I agreed to be friends." She clasps her hand in mine. "We could never be friends."
I try to sit up and get her to look at me.
"What do you mean, E?"
"I thought I was gonna lose you when Camille called." She trembles. "I don't want to be apart anymore, if you can forgive me. . . please take me back."
"Look at me." I whisper. "Are you sure?"
My mind whirls, if we try this again I don't know if I can survive another breakup. But I want it. I want her. I want this so much.
She nods.
I pull her up the best I can and brush her hair behind her ear. Then I pull her down to me, crashing my lips against hers.
She brings her own hands to my head, slipping g her tongue into my mouth and sending flames down my spine.
"I missed you so much." She gasps.
"Prove it."
And she did. For the next ten minutes, she showered me with kisses and soft words and honestly i felt well enough to get out of bed and dance. I mean what stab wound?
My heart is healed and that's all I care about.
She laid her head on my chest and shared the bed with me. Her coat and boots lay scattered on the floor and her even breathing comforted me.
This.
This is what I've been missing.
"She came back mom." I shed a tear and spoke to the empty room. "She came back for me."
***
I was discharged a week later after the blizzard let up. A nice spring rain came instead and washed the snow piles away.
School was back in session not long after and for whatever reason, Emmett had left and I knew deep down Ash had something to do with it. Transferred back to Huntington High, leaving Sam oddly saddened.
Ash took a break, flew out to see his parents in Venice. Audrey Rose shacked up with their Aunt. I worried about him, he was being so uncharacteristic lately. Other than that everything seemed back to normal after awhile.
The next big event is Audrey Rose's 1st birthday in two weeks.
"It looks kind of badass," Evie calls from my bed.
I'm looking in the mirror at my scar from the stabbing. It does look kinda badass. It healed nicely and I had a fun little scar to flaunt.
"Throw me my shirt?"
"No I don't think I will, I like this view." Evie teases.
"Oh?"
I stalk over to her and pull her by the ankles down to the edge of my bed. She gives a little yelp.
"We'll be late for school, Princess." I kneel in between her legs and cup her cheek.
"No we won't," she smirks.
Its already 7:00, we most definitely will be because neither one of us has a scrap of self control.
She holds my face in her hands and plants a sweet kiss on my lips. It's been two weeks since that day at the hospital, already things are better than before.
I close my eyes and sigh.
Then her fingers are in my belt loops pulling me on top of her.
Sweet fire courses through me as I hold myself up and attack her mouth. Her hands are on my bare chest and my heart is in my throat. I do everything I can to elicit moans from her.
"I think you need to change for school still yeah?"
"I think you're right," she smiles wolfishly.
I pull her shirt over her head and cup her over her bra. My mouth finds her throat and that little spot she loves sucked on. . . and suddenly I'm on my back.
She's fussing with my zipper and breathing heavily in my ear. I physically hurts me but I have to stop her.
"We definitely don't have time for that, Princess."
She gives me a pout and climbs off of me. Proceeding to walk about the room and change into her clothes for school. I do the same.
"Hey," I stand behind her in the mirror, "I want to, and if you really want, we will. Now just isn't the best time."
"I understand," she sighs. I kiss her again on the cheek.
We head downstairs and Sam and Ollie are on their way out the door.
"Meet you there?" Sam says with a grin.
"Yeah we will." I smile back.
He grabs Ollie's hand and they walk out to Ollie's car together.
Evie has a piece of toast in her mouth and her backpack in hand. I grab her hand too and lead her out to my motorcycle.