I sat down next to her sleeping body. Her chest rose softly and her eyelids fluttered once awhile. She look peaceful for the most part, if you ignored the tubes hanging off of her and that we were in a hospital. Quietly I reached forward and I interlocked our hands before I gently starting rubbing the top of her palms.
"I love you." I whispered, a grin flicked upon my lips as I stared down at the sleeping girl. We had never said it to eachother before, not until a few hours ago when I thought I was going to loose her. I cursed myself silently for not doing it sooner, at a time we could both enjoy it and let it sink in.
But oh was it true, I love Malia Tate.
I had fallen for her slowly, but fast at the same time. I hadn't realized it to begin with, I never really thought I could love again to be honest. But, god, was Malia the easiest person to love in this world.
Pressing a soft kiss on her cheek I stood, waiting for Stiles and Scott to come in with food. I could hear the two chatting down the hallway before the door was slowly pushed open.
"Lydia!" Scott exclaimed as he trotted over to give me a warm cup of coffee. "How's the sleeping beauty."
I sighed, "Alive."
Stiles grinned as he flopped down onto a chair with a burrito in hand, "Remind me to thank her when she gets up, I get to skip school for this."
"Stiles!" Scott scolded, but Stiles only gave Scott a cheeky smirk.
"I'm just trying to lighten the mood babe, chill."
Taking a slip of the warm coffee I groaned; "We are missing school aren't we? I'm already so behind."
"Yeah because you and Malia keep making out in Coaches office." Stiles snickers and Scott raises his eyebrows at me.
I cross my arms and huff, "Please, you guys are in the janitor closet more than your own home."
Now both of their cheeks flare up and I felt a smirk grow on my face,
Gotcha.
~
Malia woke that night, her eyes fluttering open as she gasped. Quickly I stood and ran over to her bed to intwine her fingers with my own, I gently started brushing strands of her hair out of her face.
"Lydia- did, what-" She started, her eyes frantically scanning the room as her breath quickened.
"Shh, baby. It's okay now, you hear me? You made it." I hummed as Scott and Stiles walk over to us.
"I'll call the nurse." Scott says quickly before grinning at his friend, "Glad to see you okay Mal."
Running forward Stiles is hugging Malia as his sobs a stifled by her shoulder, "I swear to every god there is- if you ever-"
"Shut up, Stiles. I'm fine." She grins and he stood, he quickly brushed away his tears before nodding his head.
All of us soon fall silent with relief, she was back, and she was not leaving again.
I suddenly found myself staring at her hazel eyes, they dance with life and I don't think I've ever been so glad to hear someone breath. I clutch her hand tighter and I feel her squeeze my hand back, three times. Each squeeze held a word behind it;
I. Love. You.
~
Two Weeks Later
It's Malia's first day back to school. I was excited to have my girlfriend back in my
classes and to be able to pick her up when heading to school. Even though I had spent most of my days at her bedside or in bed with her. I was latched onto her now, and I knew it was bad to say. But if I didn't see her I thought I was going to loose my mind.
I'm in deep.
Squeezing my steering wheel my mom jogs to my car with a grin on her face. She knocks on my window and I roll it down;
"Good luck today, remember that I love you no matter what." She says with a cheeky grin on her face. She knew what I planned to do.
"Thanks mom." I respond, giving her a soft smile before waving goodbye and rolling my window back up. Turning on my radio I flicked on my old favourite song, Moon Dust.
When I finally reached Malia's house, she was already standing outside with her dad as he gave her a big hug. Seeing my car I could see her eyes light up as she waves her dad goodbye and jogs down her driveway to me. She slips into the passenger seat and grins.
"Ready?" She asked and I nod my head.
"Gotta love school."
Malia laughs as we start driving, her eyes flicked to my radio for a second before a grin so wide breaks across her sweet features.
"I love this song." She exclaimed, "I used to relate it to you, when I didn't know you were bi."
A giggle escapes my lips as I turn to her, "I listened to it too, for pretty much the same reason."
"Shit," Malia mutters, shaking her head. "We really are meant for eachother." She joked but I took her words seriously as I stared into her gleaming eyes. Those eyes were the first thing I ever noticed about her;
"We really are."
~
Once we reached the school, Malia slipped out of the car and ran over to my door as she opened it and motioned her hand out words.
"My lady," She gleams and I roll my eyes as I step out.
"You know, usually the driver opens the door for the passenger." I quirk and I watch as she shakes her head, walking up beside me.
Leaning in I felt her breath fan my neck, "I don't care." She whispered before grabbing my hand. For a second I felt myself almost pull away but I stopped.
However Malia still felt the small tug and she quickly let go, "Sorry." She stuttered, "I forgot."
Her happiness gleamed down and she started playing with her fingers. I felt guilt fill my stomach again, I hated being a secret now. I was sick of hiding who I was.
Squaring my shoulders I sucked in a breath;
I am proud of who I am.
I am proud of her.
I am proud of us.
Reaching forward I grabbed Malia's hand before giving her a smile, "No more hiding."
Malia's eyes grew wide, before she quickly nodded her head. "Finally!" She shouted, "I get to show off my super hot girlfriend!"
Everyone in the parking lot stop and stared at us. I could see some of their lips mouth the word, Girlfriend? My eyes tailed over everyone and than landed on Aiden. His mouth was hanging open and I felt my heart quickened, but it wasn't out of fear.
It was out of joy.
Malia's face has gone crimson red, "Sorry." She whimpered and I rolled my eyes at her.
"Maybe I want to show off my girlfriend too." I chuckled before grasping her face and pulling her into a passionate kiss. Her hands wrapping around my waist to bring me closer as I had to stand in my tiptoes to reach her face. Together I could feel my heart pounding and I was sure her was too.
Pulling away, Malia's soft eyes met mine, "God, I love you." She whispered and I smiled, a smile so big I felt my cheeks aching.
"I love you too."
And in this moment we were forever, we were together and we weren't leaving each others side, ever again. We had a future of happiness awaiting us, and a life of unconditional love and bliss
Of course not everything was going to be smooth sailing, nothing could ever be that in life; but from the moment I met Malia. I knew this tiny little thing.
If anything was perfect, in this entire world and everything in between;
It was us.