Sorry for the short chapter, but I am working on writing longer ones, thanks for the reviews!
I woke up in the hospital wing during the night. I didn't know how long I had been asleep but all I could focus on was the throbbing of my head and the heavy plaster around my leg. I leaned my head over and saw Maxon sleeping peacefully beside me. He must have crawled into my bed at some point to sleep. He looked so peaceful dreaming beside me. Then I noticed his hand. One was under my head being used as a pillow and the other was wrapped in my own.
Of course at that moment he had to wake up and remove his arms. He was still groggy and his words came out in a slur. "HelloAmerica,howareyou?" Then he seemed to snap out of it and he suddenly got up and apologized in a hurry, "I'm sorry America, the chair was just so uncomfortable and I wanted to be assured of your presence and-"
"Why did you get up?" I said interrupting him.
"Uh, well," Maxon mumbled and I think he was blushing, though it was hard to tell in the darkness.
"Get back here!" I exclaimed demandingly. Maxon chuckled then slowly rose to his feet, then nervously pulled back the blankets to join me. The pain I was feeling before was all but forgotten as Maxon reached for my hand and started tracing fiery designs up my arm. And in this moment I knew that I loved him, I wished he had his camera so we could capture this moment but I knew I would never forget it.
"I was worried sick! What happened that you just fell down the stairs? You know you've been asleep for nearly two days. The nurse assured me that you were fine but-"
I cut him off again, but this time with a kiss.
Quote: "You know you're in love when reality is finally better than dreams." -Dr. Seuss