Author's Note: So romantic... if a guy ever did this for me, I would like... die - This is in Blossom's point of view. PLEASE review! It helps me update faster when I'm inspired. Thanks, and enjoy!

Chapter Seven: Surprise

Blossom

Brick has been in the hospital for about a week now. Apparently the crash fractured several bones and left slight trauma to the spine. This could leave him permanently paralyzed.

If wish he hadn't been so stupid, to go off running to the drag race! Not to mention leaving me like that on the dance floor... He deserves what he got! ... oh, who am I kidding? This shouldn't have happened.

I headed toward the livingroom. Buttercup was sitting on the couch in her pajamas watching some reality show. "Hey, Blossom," she said, glancing in my general direction.

"Hey. Where's Professor?"

"He left. And he told me to make sure you didn't."

I crossed my arms and pouted. "What's that supposed to mean?" I snapped.

"Well, he figured that you were gonna make a break for it and go visit Brick or something and he said 'not without me' and he put me in charge. I wouldn't have done it regularly, but he gave me fifty dollars, so the deal is done. I hope that clears things up," she said, watching her show again.

Obviously, it wasn't going to be hard to distract her and get her out of my way.

Professor has been strict in not letting me see Brick. He says that I should stay away from boys like him. How can I explain to him that it wasn't Brick's fault? And how romantic he was...? And how he made my heart flutter...

I headed back up to my room, thinking silently of a plan. Maybe if I snuck out the back door Buttercup wouldn't see me? Or maybe if I crept out the window? Or the roof...

The roof idea seemed like my best bet, so I climbed up the stairs slowly and opened the door to the roof. I jumped backwards with a loud gasp.

There stood Brick, wrapped in bandages. He was bloody. "Brick!" I exclaimed, not sure if I should touch him or not for fear of hurting him.

"Why didn't you come visit me?" he asked. He looked sad now. "I've been waiting for you since I woke up yesterday."

"I wanted to, I really did! But they wouldn't let me go," I pointed to the door I had just come out of. My heart was racing. "You have no idea how much I needed to see you..." I immediately regretted saying it. Had I let on my emotions too much? I couldn't really understand Brick. Showing any feelings for him may be taken the wrong way.

What was the wrong way again?

... Girlfriend?

Was that really a bad thing?

I had just about confused myself to death when he said, "You needed me?"

"I..." I stuttered. I hated being exposed like this.

He put a finger to my lips and hushed me. "It's okay."

We stood there for awhile, so close together that I could feel his breath on my face. My heart raced and my face flushed red. I didn't know what to say or do... this had never happened to me before.

I looked up into his red eyes and noticed that as he held me close, he was grimacing. His eyes were shut very tightly, and his lips were pursed as if he was hating every second of this.

I ripped myself away from his chest, humiliated and insulted. "I'm sorry you don't like me that way! Please, don't let me stand in your way! Get out if you want to!"

He cringed, then slowly opened one eye. "What... are you talking about?" He was doubled over, his arm clutching his stomach and his body slumped over.

"I... I mean... didn't you...?" I realized that I had taken his body language the wrong way. Instead of being disgusted by me, he was actually in immense pain. He wasn't well enough to have been released from the hospital...

Suddenly realization hit of why I had acted as I did, and I saw it click in his eyes. He heaved out a chuckle and put one shaking hand on my shoulder.

I looked into his eyes and saw the agony. He smiled at me crookedly and leaned on me. "I escaped the hospital to see you, because you weren't coming to see me." He gazed into my eyes searchingly. "Are you angry?"

I stared wide-eyed at him. "Angry? Of course not! I thought that... I thought that you didn't want me..."

He nodded sagely, still grinning as if it were funny. "Blossom, it hurts. Everything hurts all over. I'm trying really hard to be romantic, but it hurts a lot. There was a part of me that just wanted to sit in the hospital until I was better. But a bigger part wanted to come see you. I can't explain why. You're not my girlfriend, and I hardly know anything about you, but I felt like I just had to see you because... because..."

He closed his eyes and tried to mask his expression. I looked up at him and held his chin with the palm of my hand. It was the most daring moment of my life. I leaned forward, supporting his shaking body with my arms, and kissed him. He leaned into the kiss, his entire being quivering in my grasp. I kissed him softly and tenderly, hoping not to bring him any more pain. We stood there on the terrace of my window, my nightgrown blowing in the morning breeze, holding each other closely.

"I..." he whispered, pausing to catch his breath. "Love..."

I watched him. The pause in his sentence was taking far too long. Something was wrong...

His eyes rolled back into his head and he tipped backwards and over the rail. I screamed, "Brick!" as I watched him fall off the roof. "No!" I flew up into the air to try to save him, but it was too late. His body fell limply to the ground and I heard a sickening crack. A pool of blood surrounded his head.

I shot over towards him, trying to help. I checked -- he wasn't breathing. I tipped his jaw upwards and began to give him mouth-to-mouth. "Please... live! Please... don't die!" I begged. His eyes were shut, and his mouth hung open. Sweat beads formed on my forehead as I breathed into his mouth.

I was the only thing keeping him alive.

Bubbles approached, leaning out the window. "Blossom! What's going on?"

"Call 9-1-1! Right now!" I screamed at her in between breaths.

She nodded profusely and ran back inside.

I continued to give him CPR until the ambulances arrived and took him away. "Can I ride, too?" I begged.

The guy shook his head, half ignoring me, "He's in extremely critical condition. He has a renewed the concussion he already had which may leave permanent brain damage. And probably got a broken hip with several broken ribs. It's scary what this guy's done to himself."