Chapter 5 is up. Yay! I didn't think I was going to have the time to post this today, but I really want to finish this so I can move onto the next story.
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When You Hit Me, Hit Me Hard
Eleanor slowly opened the door, checking to see if Will was still awake, before taking a step inside, Emma and Finn in tow.
"Mr Schuester, you have visitors." Eleanor said quietly, a smile still plastered on her face. Will rolled onto his front, looking up at Emma and Finn and smiling.
"Hey." He croaked.
"I'll give you a while alone."Eleanor turned round and left the room, shutting the door on the way out.
"Shouldn't you two be at school." Will chuckled. He sounded terrible.
"We wanted to come and see you, Mr Schue. Ms P got a phone call from the doctor and I asked if I could come with her and so, here we are." Finn sat down on the chair next to Will's bed. "So what have they said?"
"Well, they explained what had happened, they said that they've removed the bullet, and they said that I am paralysed on my left side. But, surprisingly, my face isn't paralysed, but they said that's fine." Emma took in everything that he said, still standing in the same spot as 2 minutes ago. Finn looked over to see his teacher staring at her feet. He stood up off his chair and walked towards the door.
"I'm gonna get a drink. You two want one?" Both Will and Emma shook their heads before Finn left, leaving them alone.
"So, how are you?" Will asked, breaking the awkward silence.
"Fine thanks… You?" Emma replied, walking over to the chair that Finn had recently sat in.
"I've been better." Will laughed and Emma couldn't help but smile. There another few moments of awkward silence. Will tried to hide his smile as he sat there listening to Emma's even breaths, a sound he had come to love.
"Will I.." Emma started, before laughing as Will started his sentence at the same time as her.
"You go first." Will said.
"Will, I have something I need to tell you. I… I…" Emma didn't get a chance to speak before Finn walked back in the room, a can of cola in his hand. "I'm glad you're awake." She stood up, turned to Finn and said "Come on, we better get you back home."
"But we've only just got here." Finn moaned.
"Well maybe your mum will bring you back later. Come on." Before completely leaving the room, she turned back to Will and whispered "Bye Will."
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Will lay awake that night wondering what she was really going to say. He tossed and turned, worried that Finn had possibly ruined her chance to tell him how she really felt. But that was ridiculous; she had called him a slut, after all. Will was just about to fall asleep when he remembered the first time he sung to Emma, a year after he met her.
"Will, why are you still here? It's late." Emma questioned, walking into Will's office, where he sat at his desk, papers in his hand, glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"Emma, I'm glad you're still here. I need to ask you something. Follow me." He said, standing up from his desk and walking into the choir room, Emma following him.
"I just wanted to know what you thought of this song." He positioned Emma on top of the piano before turning on the stereo.
Winter time in London
Are you making plans?
Are you still rocking converse with your old Raybans?
If you're sitting in the places that we used to be
Or if you're somewhere listening to Bob Marley
Then I kno-o-o-o-ow that you're somewhere thinking of me.
Emma placed her hand on her heart and smiled as Will carried on.
Do you still pick up the seashells
On that pebble beach?
Remember when that crab came up and pinched your feet
When that old guy gave us all those drinks for free
Do you still get knocked down by that bicardi breeze?
Then I kno-o-o-o-ow that you're somewhere thinking of me.
Oh yes you are
Then I kno-o-o-o-ow that you're somewhere thinking of me
No point regretting that it didn't last
No point regretting that it went so fast
Time that we had
Was like sand in our hands
But when I look behind
I'm so glad that you were mine
I remember taking you home on that 86
Standing in your doorway where we used to kiss
Then your dad came out
And chased me down the street
If you remember just how scared I used to be
Then I kno-o-o-o-ow that you're somewhere thinking of me
I kno-o-o-ow
Wherever you go
That you'll be thinking about me now
I kno-o-o-ow
Wherever you go
That you'll be thinking about me
Bumped into Irene down at Waterloo
She told me that you got yourself somebody new
She said you must of liked him
Coz he's oh so nice
But I remember that you like a pinch of space
Well I
I kno-o-o-ow
Wherever you go
That you'll be thinking about me now
I kno-o-o-ow
Wherever you go
That you'll be thinking about me now
I kno-o-o-ow
Wherever you go
That you'll be thinking about me now
Emma clapped as Will finished the song and turned off the stereo.
"Will, that was amazing."
"You really think so?"
"Yeah."
"Good, because I was going to sing it to Terri for our anniversary." Emma's face fell at the sudden realization that she would never be Terri.
Will shook his head, trying to forget it. He smacked his head as he whispered
"Will you idiot!"
Mhmm, so.. This didn't go as well as I had planned but you know. So, the song was Thinking Of Me by Olly Murs. I might do the next chapter tonight because, like I said, I want to move onto the next story. I don't know how many more chapters there will be of this one, but I mill most likely do a sequel. If you want to see the (really short) summary for the sequel, then go to my profile, but for now, keep checking back.
I also would like to say thank you to everyone that has been reading so far. I have a few regulars and they are the main reason that I keep writing this. So thank you.
Please review.
Leanne xx