Notes: Loved writing this chapter, was a lot of fun! Remember to leave a review! Normally I just write whatever comes into my head, but because of the overwhelming response to this story, I actually planned out an entire story arc which could easily last 30-40 chapters! (Or maybe even more!) Also I got asked in a PM if I'm a guy or a girl, I'm a guy! Pretty weird I suppose, considering how good I apparently am at writing Romance stories. Eh.

Chapter Three

"Dave?"
The voice was like a whisper, and I would have missed it if it didn't come again bringing me out of my slumber. I hastily sat up in my bed, before seeing her there in my window, slowly inching her way inside my room.

"Oh my god… Mindy!?" I stuttered out, "Is that you? Shit, What're you doing!?" She'd never just come to my house unless it was important. I seriously wondered what was wrong. As my thoughts exploded to possibilities in my head I stumbled to reach my light switch, flicking it on so I could get a good look at her face.
"Just needed to see you I guess..." She had tears in her eyes, and I sighed. I patted the side of my bed, indicating she could come over and she let out a small smile. She inched herself over, and sat down, looking miserable absolutely in pieces. Now don't get me wrong, she was crying, but not overblown. But even seeing a tear from Mindy usually meant something extreme had gone on. The only time I'd seen her cry before was when Big Daddy died, and even then, that was replaced with rage pretty early on.

"Are you okay?" I asked, but even before the words left my mouth I knew it was a pretty stupid thing to say. Of course she fucking wasn't, dumbass. She just let out a deep sob and moved in to hug me. I'll admit I wasn't expecting that, but it was nice… Very nice. It was kind of weird, she didn't talk for a good few minutes, and instead we just sat there, my arms protecting her from the outside world.

"Those girls Dave… they're pure evil." Ah, that was it. I had to stop myself feeling too disappointed in Mindy, it was ridiculous when you looked at it, but at the same time I really did feel helpless. This girl, this one amazing girl took down murderers and rapists, and yet couldn't handle some prissy little high school jerks. But I didn't say that to her face.

"Nah, it's just high school…" I whispered in her ear. When I said that I swear I felt her gasp a little. Maybe it was from my breath touching her ear? I mean she was really cold. I let go of our embrace and looked at her straight in the eye.

"Mindy, you're absolutely beautiful, smart and funny. You really shouldn't care about what those shitheads did to you. Really. Come on, you're Hit-Girl!" I exclaimed, before pulling back from the hug. She just stared at me for a second, before smiling ever so slightly.

"You really think that about me Dave? That's I'm Beautiful?" she asked, her voice ever so timid compared to the usual cocky attitude that was part of her usual façade. It was then that I, without thinking kissed the top of her forehead, before replying that Yes, I really did think that. Looking back it may have looked stupid to anyone else, but I really did think it'd help comfort her… And it did, it really did. She just went absolutely silent, and wiped the final few tears away from her eyes, smiling.

"You know, I only went on that stupid date to prove you wrong. I'm such an idiot." She said, playfully punching the side of my arm.

"You didn't have to try prove me wrong, It's alright, I already know that most of the time you're the one who's right, and I'm the one who's wrong!" I replied, making her chuckle slightly.

That's when she started to get up, and went to walk back out of the window. I kinda sat there for a second before it hit me that she was just about to leave.

"Hey, where're you going?" I asked, making her look back at me as she was half way out of the window. "Look, Mindy, stay here tonight. What kind of person would I be to send you home back in the middle of the night? Especially on a night as cold as this. You're already freezing. Seriously, get over here. Come warm up."

Mindy sniffed, and smiled. She came back into my room, and walked over to my bed. It was then I realized the current predicament. I was going to look such a perv if I offered to sleep in the bed with her.

"I'll go sleep on the sofa downstairs… You can have my bed." She laughed at that, which was surprising, if I'm honest. She then punched me lightly on the arm.

"Dave, I can't come into your house in the middle of the night, and steal your bed. That's kinda, sorta, stupidly redundant." Said Mindy. "No, look you just sleep up here with me, its fine, and in all honesty I don't want to be alone right now. Just don't get any ideas, otherwise I'll have to put my foot through your chest."

I laughed. She moved in next to me, lifting up my quilt and within seconds she was right there next to me. I turned my lamp off, and we were both laid there, in silence. The only sound coming from either of us was every odd shallow breath. I tried to fall asleep, but I really couldn't. Not with her next to me like this. My bed wasn't that large, and it was actually quite uncomfortable, what with me trying to inch myself away from her. But then it hit me, she wanted to stay in my bed with me… What was I playing at? I may as well use this as an excuse to get closer to her?

And with that I wrapped my arm around her chest, and pressed myself up against her. Mindy's breathing went shallower and shallower, and I laid there, just about to fall asleep when I heard her voice.

"Dave, please, please, you need to wake up."

I woke up. Everything hurt, especially my head, it took a moment for my vision to become clear again, and that's when I realized that everything before was just a dream. I was… in a hospital? And the one person I really did not expect to see sitting in a chair near my bed, was right there. Mindy Macready.