Oh jeez, it's not even 5:30 am and I'm writing this out. I'm glad it's summer. At the time that I'm writing this it's several hours before I type and post chapter 8. Guys, this is bad, I don't have my notebook, I'm writing this on loose paper that was under my pillow (don't ask) and it's the second day after I visited my mom and sister. I'm using A Practical Guide to Dragon Riding as a hard surface to write on. Don't worry though, I think better when my arch enemy (the sun) is away, so this chapter will be better than this gestures to author note while covering my face*. That moment when I had to raise the brightness on my iPod so I can see, even though I have a lamp (on dim) in my room because of my bunk bed + accident proneness...and so I can dance at night without dying. I guess I'll be posting this a few days after I finished chapter 10 (which is technically the same day that I'm typing this up so I don't have to worry about it). Well I'm gonna shut up now. Enjoy! (Please.)
Chapter 9 – Better
It took several months for Ian to heal enough for the doctors to release him. After a while the nurses had given up on trying to convince Anthony to go home and accepted that as long as Ian was there, Anthony was at his side. Ian was released a few days before Christmas. With help from their friends they managed to celebrate. Ian and Anthony definitely had something to celebrate, Ian was alive. The day they got home Anthony had to shield his boyfriend from Daisy, the dog was happy to see her owner. Pip, on the other hand, wasn't speaking to Anthony. As far as he was concerned, Anthony had abandoned him and therefore wasn't allowed to even be in the same room as Pip. Pip scratched Anthony when he had tried to pet him and had walked away. Anthony had pouted and Ian hugged him, gentle laughter filling Anthony's ears.
"You wouldn't reject me would you?" Anthony asked while running cold water over the cuts. They weren't deep so he knew Pip would forgive him...eventually.
"No," Ian said still laughing.
"Good," Anthony muttered absentmindedly.
Ian couldn't hear it over the water.
"Scared that I would?" Ian asked as Anthony checked the scratches, not band aid worthy.
"I pushed you away the first time you kissed me," Anthony reminded him, walking over and wrapping his arms around Ian's waist.
"Oh yeah, maybe I shouldn't date you," Ian laughed, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I'm only kidding," he said when Anthony scowled.
Anthony shook his head. Ian simply smiled which widened when Anthony kissed his forehead.
"I'm not going anywhere," Ian whispered.
Anthony tilted his head up. He looked so serious, something Ian decided, didn't suit him.
"Me either," he said before claiming Ian's lips in a kiss.
He pulled Ian close, Ian was in the clear but Anthony had come close to losing him several times in hospital. He was careful not to hurt him. Anthony didn't want to know what would have happened if he had had to bury Ian. He didn't want to think about it. He had nightmares about Ian dying that felt way too real. The nurses had offered to give him something to sleep better but hearing Ian's heartbeat from the heart monitor, hearing his breathing and watching him sleep made Anthony feel better. Ian was still there with him. Anthony could feel him against him, could feel his moving against his. They were okay.
!SMOSH!BITCH!SMOSH!
"Hey you're up," Anthony said as Ian walked, stumbled, into the kitchen, using every hard surface as support.
"What day is it?" Ian asked earning a laugh.
"New Years Eve," Anthony said then waited for Ian to register what he had said.
"Oh," Ian said and Anthony raised an eyebrow. "OH!" Ian said and Anthony laughed.
"Promise I won't push you away this time."
!SMOSH!BITCH!SMOSH!
They went out after that, Anthony drove. They had gotten Ian a new car since his old one was destroyed by the crash. When they saw pictures of it they weren't sure which was the hood and which was the trunk. Ian was scared to get back behind the wheel even if it hadn't been his fault. He kept his eyes closed tightly and he was listening to music on full blast, earbuds shoved in until he thought his ears would bleed from it all. He got out of the car, shaking slightly. They were on a cliff, Anthony parked a fair distance from the edge to calm his boyfriend.
"Are you alright?" Anthony asked wrapping his arms around Ian protectively.
"I think so," Ian answered.
They had brought enough food to stay there the whole day. They watched the hours slip by entranced by each other and the scenery. As New Years ticked closer and closer they shifted. Ian was lying between Anthony's legs so Anthony had to bend down to place his lips to Ian's as the alarm set on his phone for midnight went off. Ian looked up at him with half lidded eyes when he pulled away.
"So? Compared to our first kiss how much better was that?" Anthony asked.
"Much," Ian said.
"I wish that had been our first kiss," Anthony whispered and kissed Ian again.
Oh they were much better.
Well it's almost seven. I should seriously sleep more. I only wrote this because I woke up and couldn't sleep. I actually started this chapter before I left for my mom and sis (we went from the twenty-eighth to the thirtieth) but I scraped it. I freaked out when I remembered because I forgot I scraped it. I just hated the time line because Ian got out of hospital in February and it just would have destroyed chapter 10. But it's all good now. Well that's all for this chapter. Hope you enjoyed.
