I stood still, shocked I even let the though cross my mind, let alone say it! I could feel my soul actually leaving my body.

"What...?"

"I-I-U-um...."

I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have even fallen for him in the first place! I should've never even come here! And just by pure instinct from what I was taught, I started running across the roof, my heart pounding in my ears. I kept my eyes on the buildings in front of me. I could hear Matt behind me, calling out my name. I was going to fast and I felt my foot slip off the building. I tried to grab the building but I couldn't, falling down. I landed on my shoulder, my jaw slamming up into my upper mouth on my tongue. I couldn't breathe for a moment, blood running down my chin. I finally took in a gust of wind. I gasped for air, coughing heavily, trying to move, but I could only roll over. I spit out blood, still gasping for air. I heard my name in the distance. I coughed out more, finally starting to even out my breathing slightly. I tried to move, but my whole side hurt so much. 'If... I'm going into battle... when I'm older... I need to get up, and learn to deal with the pain' I think to myself as I physically force myself up, crying out in pain. I coughed, gritting my teeth. I took a wobbly step forward. I heard my name again. I leaned against the wall, tears running down my cheek as I breathe heavily, black spots dotting my vision.I take another step before I start to slowly limp home in the dark. I keep myself quiet with each painful step, my heart beating, whether to be terrified at what happened to my body or what the hell my dad is going to say. I can see my house when the world starts to get dizzy. I cough out more blood, as it feels like my lungs are giving up again. I force myself to the front door, Knowing better for myself. I stumble and accidentally trip, slamming into the door. I slide down the door onto the steps, trying to fill my lungs with air again. I'm able to bring myself to knock on the door, coughing heavily again. I hear the door open before hearing a gasp. "A-Ahah... H-Hi dad...." I manage to cough out, the world starting to go. I hear something, I think a yell, and Then nothing. I black out, my entire body going limp.

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I wake up, coughing and sitting up. I look around, the room empty. I was in the hospital. I looked at my hospital gown and looked around. The curtains were white, along with the bed sheets and pillows. I looked at the small little bed stand by me to see flowers, tones of them, and a few cards. There was two teddy bears, three boxes of chocolate, and four balloons. I blink. I only knew like two people at school, and Paul and Patryk were back in Norway...

I sit up and wince. I see my side wrapped in bandages, along with my shoulder and the side of my head. I only know notice the gauze in my mouth from my tongue. I spit it out and throw it into the trashcan by me. I hear the door open and I see a nurse. She checks up on me, telling me what's wrong and asked if I remembered everything. I answered no even though I really did. She had told me I had been out for a few days. I nod."You'll be able to have that ginger boy visit you after 4. He's been coming a lot, does have anything to do with this?"

I blink for a moment. "Oh! No, Matt doesn't have anything to do with this, he just wants to make sure I'm okay I guess!"

The nurse only chuckles. She finishes her work and tells me he should be here any minute, maybe even with a few people because apparently he's brought, people? I sit in bed, reading a book she gave me before I see Matt open the door. I don't even get a chance to speak before he runs over and hugs me.

"Tord! O-Oh my god don't do that again!"

Was he crying? Wait... Was he really?

"Y-You're kinda squeezing the light out of me-"

"S-sorry I-I just...."

"I know, I know... Sorry about my horrible balance. I didn't mean to-"

I can't even finish my sentence because his lips are on mine. I blink. I've known him for only a couple of weeks, excuse me? I can't even tell at this point but I feel myself start to kiss back. Why him? Why couldn't I be lonely for the rest of my life or marry some guy named Thomas?! No, It just HAD to be the most perfect guy on the entire earth who loves me back and he's kissing me because of what?! He wants me to be okay and he's happy that I'm awake! Some fucking nerve he has because damnit... I'm falling for his tricks... his damn mind tricks, playing what I feel... I pull back, dazed in lust. I feel his hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at him, but it's not like I would look away anyways. He has me in a trance that I can't escape and I just can't look away.

"I'm just glad you're okay... Don't be sorry I... Pushed you to say something that I shouldn't have..." he said softly. "I'm sorry"

"N-No it's fine, none of it would've happened if I wasn't so damn adventurous." I chuckle slightly, smiling softly at him, the moment of our lips touching implanted in my brain, like a show rerun that won't stop playing. "Sorry for um... Kissing you."He said, a blush filling up his freckled cheeks.

"N-No it's fine! I um... I enjoyed it..." I can feel a small smile plastered onto my lips.

I start to give in to this feeling in my chest, my eyes meeting Matt's. It looks like a thousand little stars in them. They shine so brightly against my Monochromatic Red and Silver ones. I continue to stare into his eyes.

"So... if you enjoyed it... would you mind if I do it again?"

Gosh that stupid little smirk he had, it made me just... wanna murder him... with love. But god it felt like the world stopped as I opened my mouth to answer.

"Not at all, not at all." I wrap my arms around his neck and brought my lips to his. I smiled into the kiss. This had to be the best day of my life...   

AN//: Short but sweet!!