Unconditional

Chapter 18 Part 2

"Thanks." She grins at me. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. I think it was a nervous habit of hers.

I ended up eating 3 more bowls of soup. She said she made two batches just incase and she was right.

We laid on the couch watching a episode of Sherlock. My head was laid in her lap to make breathing easier on me. She told me this is what she would do with her brother when he was sick. I could fell her fingers tracing in my hair. The feeling gave me goosebumps down my neck. I felt another jolt of pain spread through my chest. This one was worse then the one I had earlier. I naturally reached up to grab my chest. The pain was spreading all over me.

"Harry what's wrong ?! What hurts?" She asked me panicking.

"My .. Chest.. There's a lot ...of pain." I say heavily with my breaths. She fumbles through my jacket that was on the back of my couch and pulls out my inhaler. I reach up to take it from her. I put the tube between my lips and breathe in the medicine. I could feel it helping me already but I could still feel the pain lingering . I noticed my chest rapidly moving up and down. Elena put her hands over mine. Just the touch of her made my heart beat even faster.

"Harry slow down your breathing okay?" I nod my head trying to concentrate. "Breathe in.... Breathe out." She quietly tells me. I can feel my heart start to slow down. My breathing becomes even again.

"Did that help?" She asks me.

"It actually did." I surprisingly say.

"Maybe we should get you to bed." I didn't want her to leave yet.

"Will you still stay?" It almost came out as being desperate.

She paused and thought about it for a minute.

"Okay. Only because your sick." She throws me a wink. Which I thought was extremely sexy. I pushed myself off of the couch and Elena stood by my side. I slowly walked to my room which seemed so far away.

"Do you mind grabbing me a T-shirt and sweats? It's in the second drawer." I slowly walk to my bathroom so I can get ready for bed.

She walks over to the dresser and pulls out me some clothes. She walks across the room and hands them to me.

"You can sit if you like." She nods her head and sits on the bed. I shut the door to my bathroom and walk over to the sink. I brush my teeth and fix up my hair. I looked like absolute shit. The bags under my eyes were completely visible.

I slowly and painfully take my clothes off. I examine my chest and breathing. I can see my heart pounding against my skin. I quickly throw on my shirt and turn the light off. I walk back into my bedroom and see Elena is looking at my pictures on the wall.

"Is that you sitting on a cow?" She giggles into her palm. She turns to face me and I feel like she was staring at me.

"It is actually . I'm from Cheshire , it's all farms and cows. I didn't really have friends growing up so I just played with cows." 

"You look so cute."

"Do you think I'm cute now?" I throw back. I thought that was a pretty smooth move. 

"Mmm." She thought "Your alright." 

I grin at her comment. Fuck . I was in a full on grin. I moved over to my side of the bed and climbed in. She stood there by the wall not sure what to do.

"You can lay on the bed you know. I don't have cooties."

She slowly walks toward the bed unsure if she should or not. I gave her the look that it was okay. She pulled her boots off and lifted up the covers. She makes sure she doesn't touch me. She rolls over to face me. She places her her hand under hear to look at me better. I instantly reach out to play with the tassels on her sweater. She gazes at me while I do it. Her warm golden eyes dancing patterns across my face. I forget about the tassel and carefully move my hand up to her face. She shyly covers her face with her hair. I gently push it back over her shoulder.