Chapter 9

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(Catherine's p.o.v)

"Okay, you are now being released Catherine." the doctor came in and said

I opened my eyes slowly and sat up to see him standing by the door. He just stood there smiling I finally realized what he had said then he just walked out closing the door softly behind him.

I looked down to see James sleeping. He looked so cute. He crinkled his nose here and then. I watched his slow steady breaths. He looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake him. I took my clothes that were sitting inside my bag on the chair. I quietly walked to the bathroom to change out of the hospital gown. When I walked out I saw James sitting there flipping through channels on the tv.

"Looking good." he said with a wink causing me to blush

I walked over to him and rested on his chest. His warmth was so comforting.

"Should we go?" he asked snapping me back into reality

"Uh, yeah let's go." I replied not wanting to leave this comfortable position

We both got up grabbed our things and walked out to the parking lot holding hands the whole way there. Were we a thing? We got into the car and he drove onto the road we both stayed quite but the question still floated in my head.

"Are we together?" I finally managed to spit out

He took his eyes off of the road.

"Only if you want us to be." He said now with a smirk on his face

"Yeah." I crossed my arms and looked at him but his eyes were now focused back on the road.

"Are you going to ask me?" I said impatiently

He looked at me confused then smiled

"Catherine will go out with me?" he questioned holding my hand

"No." I quickly replied jokingly

He made a cute pouty face. I couldn't resist but laugh. I think I laughed a little too hard.

"Yes!" I said giving him a peck on his cheek

That finally sank in. We were a thing! I was secretly jumping up and down screaming inside. He finally drove up to my driveway and I hopped out. I walked to my door and looked back. James was still sitting in my driveway in his mom's car. I blew a kiss and he pretended to catch it bringing it to his heart. I giggled and walked inside and closed the door. I turned toward my stairs and stopped when I heard a voice yell "What were you doing with him?" It was my dad he was drunk

again I could tell from his slurring speech. I stopped walking and turned around to face him as I felt his hand come to my face and hit me. With that I fell to the ground. I really couldn't what he just did.

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