He held my hand while he was sleeping.
I couldn't stop crying.I probably look horrible right now.I didn't sleep at all,I'm tired and my eyes are sore.
He turns his head and opens his eyes.He looks at me,smiles then pulls me closer.
"What's wrong?you look like you've been crying.what happened?"
"It's nothing.I was just worried about you.I'm a bit of a cryer if you haven't noticed"
"Owh,I've noticed alright"
We share a laugh and he starts coughing.He looks at the bandages then at me.I decide I'm going to lie before he even asks the question.And I won't tell him what he doesn't ask about.
"Did you do this"
"Yes,why?are they too tight?I ca.."
"No,they're okay.I just didn't know you knew how to do this"
"You're not the only one with scars"
I regret that the minute I say it.
"I'm sorry,I'm just a bit..."
"You don't have to apologize.I shouldn't have dragged you into this.I just really wanted to see you.I hadn't planned on staying but I just wanted to be near you"
I don't know if it's the lack of sleep or all the secrets in the room but I suddenly feel sad.I realize how much I care about him.
I didn't want to be the stupid girl who falls for the wrong guy.But sitting here with him in my arms,I realize I don't care.I don't know how to tell him.So I kiss him.
With everything I feel.The confusion,anger,desire and something more.His lips are cold but that doesn't stop the electricity.
He kisses me back.I can feel everything he's feeling.Passion,frustration,broken.
We're not alone.Not anymore