Keep Breathing My Angel

*CRAIG’S POV*

I woke to first hear the beeping sound that hospitals were famous for, which helped me realise where I was. Most people find the noise annoying but I found it calming I mean it meant that you were alive and unless you were some little emo cunt that was a good thing, right.

The next thing I noticed was Bella she was crashed out sitting in a chair with her head rested in her hands on the bed. I rubbed her hand softly with my own to try and wake her she was going to have a massive cramp in her neck.

“Bella” I said softly and she instantly snapped her head up looking at me I could tell she had been crying her eyes were puffy and red and she had dried up tears on her checks. She let out a large breath like she had been holding it in for ages.

“Oh my god Craig” she sounded relieved but the tears came again god she looked cute when she cried
“Hey Isabella come here” I said patting the bed next to me
And she climbed in under the covers and I pulled her closer to myself and then instantly regretted it.
“Aaarrrhhh fuck” I exclaimed
My ribs were in enormous pain and so was my head but I was learning to ignore that
“Oh shit Craig im sorry” she smiled but the tears didn’t stop
“You have a few broken ribs and only god knows how many stitched to the head” I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh
“What?” she questioned me
“You look so cute when you cry…but then again I don’t like to see you cry”
“You do realise that doesn’t make any sense at all” she laughed
“Yea I know but oh well”
“I hate you, you know”
“Why what have I done” I was clueless
“You pull shit like this get yourself in hospital scare the shit out of me…do you not remember my mum died like a year ago”
“Oh baby im sorry” I replied and she pouted and I leaned down a little to kiss her on the lips
“Smile” I breathed and a grin appeared on her face stretching from ear to ear, I wiped the last of her tears away and kissed her again.

“Oh my god it’s Craig Mabbitt” the voice sounded high pitched and irritating and totally ruined our moment and yes guys have moments too
I just gave the girl whom I had never met before a filthy look
“So is she your girlfriend or one of your groupies?” this girl asked and if I could have gotten up and walked I would have slapped her across her dumbass head
“She is my girlfriend, I don’t have groupies” I wasn’t looking at this girl just Bella she had captured me and I really loved her. I never thought I would find myself saying that word and more then that I meant it I wasn’t lying to save her from rejection, I needed her.
“…and I think I want to marry her” I finished still looking at Bella the girl let out a large gasping sound but didn’t move
“Leave” I almost yelled at her and she quickly hurried out of the room.
Bella was looking at me puzzled by what I had just said
“I mean not today or tomorrow…were only 19 but one day…I will” I finished explaining
and Bella started crying again
“I’m sorry?” I questioned what I had just said maybe she didn’t feel the same way but I wasn’t sure why she was crying
“Craig haven’t you ever cried because your happy?” she questioned me in a playful and joyous tone and I sighed in relief
“I love you” I stated matter-of-factly
Bella rolled over so she was almost stratteling me making sure not to put any pressure on my broken ribs
“I love you too” she breathed so close to my lips that I only had to reach up a centimeter or two to connect our lips.

Now its moments like these that you dream of making out with the one and only girl you love in a hospital bed in only a hospital gown that doesn’t even cover your ass.