Heartbeats
Chapter 4 Feelings and Realizations
Kicks POV
The stunt went pretty well until I crashed of course, I almost blacked out but Gunther held me in his arms and tears fell from his eyes, he called an ambulance. He asked if I was ok and I told him that I was just dizzy but that was a lie, in reality my head felt like a donkey kicked me in the head multiple times. His tears kept falling, I wanted to wipe them away and hold him, I didn't want him to cry like this, and I felt like total crap, like I stole candy from a baby. After the ambulance came, I blacked out thinking about Gunther and what I can do to make this up to him. I don't know how long I was out but I finally opened my eyes, looking at the doorway where my family and Gunther were standing.
I gave them the thumbs up and everyone came over and hugged me, even Brad but he noogied me afterwards but Gunther stayed in place which made me a little sad. Half an hour later everyone left with my mom saying they'll pick me up tomorrow, it was just me and Gunther left. I looked into his brown eyes, he was acting weird like this morning, he usually cuddles and hugs me a few times a day, in fact, he does it so often that not only am I used to it, but I expect it and even enjoy it. Upon the realization of him not hugging me at least once today, it made me a little sad, he turned to leave, "Gunther wait." He stopped in his tracks, I got up from the hospital bed, I didn't care what the doctor said about rest, sitting up, and I swung my legs over the side of the hospital bed and stood. The world suddenly became a little sideways and I felt a little nauseous, I regained my balance and slowly walked over to Gunther. He still had his back to me, so I wrapped my arms around him, holding him; he turned around and hugged me, I breathed in his scent, feeling so safe and warm, as if nothing could hurt me.
What was I doing? Why did I feel this way? He held me for a long time and I held him tightly not wanting this moment to end but it had to eventually, I knew that, but I didn't want it to. Finally I let go and so did he, I suddenly felt cold, I looked into his eyes, I wanted to say something but I didn't know what, I wanted to keep holding him but I couldn't, could I? Would it be selfish of me to hold onto him till the end of time and to never let go? He kissed my forehead and said goodnight, he turned to leave again but I grabbed his hand, I wanted him to stay, "Stay, please stay with me Gunther, I don't want to be alone." He looked at me and he smiled that cute smile of his, "Okay.". We walked back over to my bed, I got under the covers and he brought over a chair, we started watching TV, shouting at the man to turn around before he was shot by the thug behind him. Hours went by and when I looked at the clock, it was near midnight, I was tired but I couldn't go to sleep, it felt like something was missing. I looked at Gunther, his eyes were droopy and he looked as tired as I felt. "Wanna join me in bed?"he looked at me in shock but he obliged nonetheless. I snuggled up to him and I felt his arms wrap around me, holding me. He kissed my forehead and that feeling from before returned, he made me feel safe and invincible, I smiled and closing my eyes, I went to sleep.