-why is everything so complicated?-
Lili's POV
"No...no...no!" I cried. "Don't leave me!"
"Come back..." I whisper, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"It's her." A man's voice says.
Before I could react, I felt something hit the back of my head and everything went black.
I woke up to a beeping sound and a weight on my hand.
I slowly flutter my eyes open and take in my surroundings.
Eww, this is one ugly room.
I look around until my eyes lay on Ryder, holding my hand and sleeping in his arms which are on the bedside.
Tingles erupt in my stomach.
Aww, he's so cute.
I run my hand through his soft hair.
I'm so jealous!
He stirrs in his sleep making me pull back my hand and pretend I'm asleep.
Why? I don't know.
His fingers fiddle with mine and I couldn't help but feel the sadness from him.
He takes a lock of my hair and plays with it.
"Wake up. Please." He whispers.
I turn around to face him.
A look of surprise washes over his face.
"Hi." I say, softly, smiling.
He smiles and puts his palm in my cheek making me lean into it.
"Hey. Let me go get the doctor." He says and I nod.
He pulls back his hand making me frown at the loss of warmth.
He walks out the door to call the doctor and comes back with a man who looked to be in his late thirties who I suppose is the doctor.
-•-
When there were no people walking in and out of this room anymore, I was finally able to catch my breath.
Sam told me that no one died but there were a few injured people.
Kyle and Sam luckily had left a little earlier to get some 'air' and when they came back, it was havoc.
Luckily, no one died but there were a few injured badly.
Thank God, none of my family members or friends were hurt.
They said they couldn't find out who attacked everyone but they knew it was one of the cruel gangs.
Probably that stupid Cruising Skulls ot whatever their name is.
The toilet door opens revealing Ryder in a towel with water dripping off his body and hair.
The towel is invented for a reason you know.
I just sat there, staring at him in surprise.
I tried as hard as possible not to check him out but then, I thought, who cares?
The water dripping off his abs made me want to li-
"How are you feeling?" He says, cutting off my thoughts and going through his bag which I just realised was there.
"I'm...fine." I lie.
He gives me the I'm-not-buying-it look.
"My...wound kinda hurts." I say, avoiding his eyes.
"Do you need painkillers?" He says, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"No. It's okay." I say.
He goes through the cupboard next to the IV machine and takes out some pills before going to the toilet and coming back out with a glass of water.
"Jeez, why do you even bother asking me?" I roll my eyes.
He gives me a blank look and hands me the pills and a glass of water.
"Thanks." I mumble before taking it.
He nods in return and lays down on the couch.
That looks uncomfortable.
He shifts around uncomfortably on the couch.
"You should sleep next to me." I say, making space for him and patting on the spot.
"It's-" I cut him off.
"No, it's not. Come here." I say.
He tried to argue but gave up eventually.
He lays down beside me.
"Better?" I ask softly. He nods.
"What are you doing here, anyone? I mean, how? Visiting hours are over." I ask.
He shrugs. "I didn't want you to be left alone and I just sweet talked the nurse."
Aww. Honestly, I'm glad 'cause my stupid mind would think this room is haunted and there's a ghost in it and I would be too scared to sleep because then, the ghost would kill me or possess me.
"You didn't have to." I say.
"But I did. Now, sleep." He says, wrapping his arms around me and snuggling his face into the crook of my neck making me tense for a second before relaxing into him.
"Goodnight." I say, softly.
"Night." He says.
In my head, I couldn't help but overthink everything.
This is normal, right?
Just a random girl with a bullet wound and a boy cuddling.
Totally normal.
Right?
-•-
I woke up to a blinding light.
Mornings.
Eww.
I was about to stretch when I remembered Ryder's arm around me.
I turned to face him and almost fell off the bed.
It's so not fair. He gets to look like that in the MORNING while I'm here looking like a pig.
He stirs in his sleep and my eyes widen before I shut them and pretend to still be asleep.
I could feel his stare on me and I try as hard as possible not to move.
He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear making me unintentionally smile.
Shit.
"Good morning, Shortcake." He says, huskily.
Where the hell is his morning breath?
I open my eyes only to find his already staring at me.
I smile, afraid to say anything.
I don't wanna scare him with my morning breath.
"What's wr-" I cut him by putting my pointing finger up and stumbling out of bed.
I fast walk to the toilet before brushing my teeth and jumping into the bed, careful not to put too much pressure on my wound.
"Morning, Mr. Giraffe." I say.
"I miss that nickname." He smiles.
My breath hitches in my throat:
"Why don't you smile a lot?" I caress the skin below his lips.
"I never had a reason to." He says. "Until now."
I smile and feel my cheeks heat up.
"Well, I like it when you smile for me." I say then remembered that night.
Stop it. He smiles for Jade too.
I frown.
"What's wrong?" He asks, scanning my face.
"Nothing. I just think you should stop cuddling before someone sees us." I say and fake a chuckle.
He frowns.
"Right." He says and gets out of bed before taking out a towel and taking a shower.
I sit up and lean in the headboard.
I sigh.
Why is everything so complicated?
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A/n: sorry for the late update😁 I couldn't come up with anything before, well until now. So...enjoy! I mean, I hope you guys enjoyed it. More happy chapters are probably waiting.
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