Ch. 28- I don't own anything but Michi and the plot.

(Michi's POV)

Drake has been home for the past few days and honestly, things weren't that easy. Milkshakes and smoothies were practically his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I have to help him take a shower. I am sleeping on the couch just so Drake can get his rest. And I am back at school so it is not easy to juggle schoolwork and taking care of my injured boyfriend. Josh and Melissa are often in town to take care of Drake whenever I can't, so it is all working out somehow.

Thankfully, it is a Saturday which means, I get to spend the day entire with my beloved boyfriend. I don't have anything in my way but I do have study for my midterms next week, which I can push it away for now.

I went into our room and left him a note on where I am going before I got my keys and left the house. I drove around Los Angeles until I have reached my destination; Sonic. Thankfully, there are not a lot of people in the drive-thru this morning so I pulled my car up there.

"Hi, welcome to Sonic. How may I help you?" Said the robotic voice through the speakers.

"Yes, may I have two medium milkshakes? One vanilla and one chocolate please?" I asked, waiting for a response.

"That will be eight dollars and forty-nine cents." The voice said.

"Thank you." I said before I go to the check-out window. I got my money out as I wait for the cashier to open the window.

A woman with dark skin; black , straight hair; and brown eyes opened the window and grabbed the dollar out of my hand. I wait to receive my change and receipt.

"Here's your change. Have a nice day." She says.

"Thanks. You too!" I exclaimed before I drove up to receive the shakes.

A man open the windows and gave me my drinks.

"Thank you and have a blessing day." I said before I drove off. I put my blinker on before looking left to right to see if there are any cars coming way. Seeing that the road is clear I turned to my left and headed on home.

-At The House-

I put the bag from Sonic down before I tip-toed into Drake's room to see if he is awake yet. I opened the door to see that he is wide awake and that he is watching, from what it sounds like, Spongebob. Drake's eyes travel from the TV Screen to me. He smiles and reached out for my touch.

Ever since we got out of the hospital, Drake has been a little clingy to me. He always wanted me to stay with him and there are times where I allow it to happen but there are times where I have to go such as attending to my classes, go to the restroom, and going to sleep. I mean I don't want to leave his side either but there are times where I need to.

I smiled as I put my finger in the air to tell him one minute. I left the room and grabbed the two drinks before going back to our room. I sit down on the end of our bed as I gave Drake his vanilla milkshake. He willingly opened his mouth as he let me feed him. As soon as his lips let go of the blue straw, he made a hand gesture for me to put them down. I did as I was told and took a few sips of my chocolate milkshake. Drake moved away from the window side of the bed and patted it for me to lie down.

"No thanks. I'm good." I told him.

I watch as Drake rolls his brown eyes as he grabbed a pen and a notebook. I watch him flip to a clear page and scribble down whatever that is on his mind. Once he finished, he passed me the notebook so I can read his writing.

"Come on. You haven't been in this bed for three weeks. I miss holding you at night, so please." Drake wrote.

I sigh in defeat as I went to the other side of him and lay down next to him. He smile in satisfaction as he wraps his arms around me and snuggle up closer to my body. He kissed my lips before he lays his head on my chest. I find that to be Drake's favorite place to be whenever he gets tired and needs to rest. I don't mind it though because honestly, I like it there.

"Are you comfy?" I asked.

"Mhm." He managed to say.

I sighed at that. I miss his voice. I miss the sweetness and caring that produces from his voice. I miss him actually talking to me and him singing to me at night. I miss his laugh. I miss him whispering in my ear. Drake knows it but unfortunately, there really isn't anything that we can do about that except wait for the doctor to unwired his jaw and give him the signal to finally start talking again.

I felt Drake squeeze my hips as I look down at him. He looks up at me with a smile. I am not a mind reader but I can tell what he is thinking.

"Everything is going to be okay." He would tell me.

And I know it will, I just wish it was sooner. I hate seeing Drake like this. I want him to feel better. I want him to start talking again. I want him to start eating healthy again. I love this guy so much that seeing him as injured as this kills me on the inside. I wish I had magical powers so I can heal him as quickly as possible but unfortunately, the quickest thing to heal him as fast as possible are the medicines that he takes daily.

"I love you, Drake. More than anything in the entire world." I told him as I kissed his forehead.

His smile widened at that as he scribble down the message on his notepad and handed it to me.

"I love you too, Michelle. More than you can imagine." Drake wrote.

He then leaned in and kissed me. It was short but sweet. After all, with Drake being hurt and all, we can't have our full-blown make-out sessions like we used to before his accident. But I don't care because our relationship is not based on make-out session. It is not based on the hugs and the kisses. It is not based on being spending the day with each other 24/7 (Even though we like to). It is not based on the amount of dates that we go on. It is based on honesty, loyalty, respect, understanding, being there for the other in the end no matter what happens. It's about the love that we have for each other and the amount of love that we have for each other is amazingly indescribable. But despite on what I said, our love for each other is just beginning. After all, it's been a year since we first became boyfriend and girlfriend.

Drake and I fell into a comfortable silence as we watch an old episode of Family Guy together.

(Drake's POV)

I hate this. I hate this a lot. I hate not being able to talk to my girlfriend, friends, and family like I used to. I hate not being able to eat my favorite food like I used to. I hate not being able to take a shower like I used to. This car accident is the worst thing that I've gotten myself into. I wish I didn't take the drive that day so I wouldn't be in this condition.

But at the same time, it is not all that bad because at least I got to meet God at first hand. Don't know where I'd be without Him. Also, I have Michi around the house, doing everything she can to nurse me back to health. I admired that kid. Even though she has a lot going on, she does not seem the least bit bother to help me through this. Because if something happens to other we would not hesitate to do everything we can to help the other out. That's just how we are with each other.

I looked up at my girlfriend and I admire her beauty. She is such an angel. This is the kind of girl that I would dream of but no, she is one hundred percent real. And she is perfect. I reached up and gently touched her face with such love care and admiration.

Michi looked at me with a smile. Gosh, I am so lucky to have her in my arms now. I snuggled up closer to her and laid my head on the crook of her neck. I turned around and kiss her neck as she kisses my forehead. I know in my heart that I am in good hands here. I smiled as I turned around as we watch Family Guy together in silence.

Alright, I hope you like this chapter. Two more chapters to go. Hopefully, it will be done by tonight!

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