Millie's P.O.V.
Hayden was angry. I could hear it in his voice. I never thought I'd have to choose between my future goals and someone I cared about. I didn't want to leave him. I was just starting to learn about my feelings for him, and I want to see where it goes. But I couldn't just abandon my dreams and my future either. So I hope he will still stay and support me. That was my only wish.
At night I stayed in my room and listened to music. I kept thinking about Hayden. I wondered if he was still mad at me. I didn't want him to stay away from me.
"You left your window open," I screamed as I heard his voice suddenly.
"Hayden! You scared the crap out of me!" I yelled, but I was happy to see him.
"Sorry," he shrugged and came inside the room. "You need to pay attention and keep your windows shut. What if a thief comes in and tries to steal you?"
"You are the only person who is crazy enough to do this," I rolled my eyes. I walked over to
Hayden's P.O.V. I didn't mean to tell her so soon. I wanted to wait until I was sure about her feelings toward me. But the words escaped my mouth before I could control them. I could tell she was shocked when I dropped the L bomb on her. Her eyes turned huge, and her cheeks were flushed pink. It was kind of funny, but it made me sad at the same time. What if she doesn't feel the same about me? I'll be crushed. All of my worries vanished when she kissed me back, though. I could feel her heart against my chest, and it was thumping faster. Maybe I was worried for nothing as she does care about me. But will she ever love me? All I could now was to wait. I went for a long ride after leaving her place. I had a lot to think about. Pretty soon, she was going to leave, and I will be all alone. Sure, I still had my friends and my family, but it wasn't the same. I needed her the most. Who else am I going to pick on now? Maybe I was moving too soon. I should've w
Millie's P. O. V. I woke up in the morning with an unfamiliar feeling in my chest. It was as if something was wrong. I wasn't sure what. I saw a miscall from Alison and thought it was weird. She never calls me. She also sent me a text asking me to call her back immediately. That made me worried, so I called her back. "Millie? Oh my God, Millie, you need to come over right now!" Alison was hysterical. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's Hayden! He..." she couldn't finish because she was sobbing incessantly. "What happened? What about Hayden? Is he okay?" I asked. My heart was beating uncontrollably fast. "He got into an accident on his bike. Oh my God, it's so horrible," Alison kept crying. No...it can't be. He was just with me last night. He held me. He kissed me! "Is he okay?" my voice shook as I asked. Please let him be okay, I thought. "He is still in ICU. They are trying to figure it out right now," Aliso
Millie's P.O.V. We waited for what felt like an eternity to hear from the doctor. Then, finally, the doctor called his parents to tell them the news. "How is he doing? Is he going to be okay?" His mom asked the doctor. "He had some broken ribs and severe brain injury from the fall. I am afraid he is in a coma," the doctor said grimly. No...I thought. He can't be in a coma. He needs to wake up right now! His mom started crying while his father tried to comfort her. I sat there quietly, thinking about how unreal everything felt. I was angry at myself for not telling him how much I liked him last night. I should've made him stay with me longer. I should've kissed him until he was out of breath. Why did I let him leave? Why? "I want to see him. Please, I need to see him," I cried. The doctor allowed us to go see him. He was lying on the bed with several machines hooked up to his body. I didn't recognize this, Hayden. My Hayden woul
Millie's P.O.V. It has been a week, and Hayden still didn't wake up. I could hardly eat or sleep. The thoughts of him occupied my mind. Why won't he come back to me already? My life felt meaningless without him pestering me endlessly. Visiting him at the hospital every day became part of my routine. His parents tried to protest as it took a toll on me physically and mentally, but I didn't want to listen. The only thing that mattered to me was Hayden. It was him and me against the world. "I brought my copy of the Twilight, Hayden," I smiled and squeezed his hands. "I know how much you hate these. I am going to keep reading it to you and annoy you if you don't wake up soon. I'll focus on the most romantic parts. It will be real torture because I know you can hear me." I giggled. I could swear I felt a slight movement on his fingers. He really hated Twilight. One day, he made that very clear when he tried to burn the DVD because Alison and I wouldn't stop watchi
Hayden's POV. I opened my eyes but had to shut them immediately as the lights were too bright. Where am I? I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying in bed with a bunch of machines. I looked around then realized I was in a hospital. I tried to remember what had happened. I was on my way home and... Right...the accident. I vaguely remembered crashing my bike and the intense pain I felt. It was like a flash. So quick, I didn't have the chance to feel pain. I tried to get up, which set some sort of alarm, and a nurse came storming inside the room. She had a worried expression on her face. "Oh. Mr. Myers, you are awake!" the nurse exclaimed and started to call the doctors. Pretty soon, a doctor began to check up on me and ask me all kinds of questions. I could feel a headache creeping up on me, but I tried to smile anyway. I thought of Millie. Where was she? What was she doing now? "Oh Hayden," I heard a familiar voice, and it was my
Millie's P. O. V. Hayden stared at me, wide-eyed after my confession, as if he couldn't understand what I was saying. "You what?" he asked. "I love you," I repeated. "Whoa...that...that's so gross!" Hayden made a face. Ugh! This guy is going to drive me crazy. "Ugh, you suck!" I cried and tried to get up, but he pulled me back down and held me tightly. "I love you too, baby girl," he whispered into my hair. "Thank you for being here with me." I closed my eyes and felt his heartbeat. He felt so warm. It was starting to make me sleepy. I wanted to stay like this forever. How will I leave him to go to college now? I felt so confused. I knew I had to tell him about me getting accepted to Columbia. I couldn't tell him now as he was still weak from the coma. I have to wait because he would be upset. I knew that much. His mom made a big feast to celebrate his return. We all ate and had a great time. Of course,
Hayden's P. O. V. I poured my heart out to Millie once I found out she would be leaving for college. It is not because I wanted her to change her mind but to let her know that I am hers whether she stays or leaves. I couldn't let her go without her knowing how I felt about her for all these years. This doesn't mean I am okay with her leaving. I wish she would stay here with me, but I couldn't be the one to hold her back. I knew she had dreams and aspirations. I couldn't get in the way of her dreams. She meant too much to me. Her eyes were full of tears as I told her, and I immediately regretted it. Maybe I shouldn't have told her. Now she will feel guilty and that was the last thing I wanted. I wanted her to be excited about her future, but shit, I made her cry instead. "Millie, what's wrong?" I asked and stroked her hair gently. "You should've told me how you felt sooner. You are so dumb," her voice shook. "Why did you let me talk about how much I li
Millie's P. O. V. It was graduation day. My school decided to hold it outside since it was nice sunny weather. So I put my gown over my dress and got ready for the moment. I was really excited, and judging from Alison's behavior, she was too. She was bouncing up and down. "I can't believe this is it!" Alison chirped. "We are finally going to graduate!" "I know. This feels like a dream. We are finally out of high school. I already feel like an adult," I said. I wonder where Hayden was. We've been inseparable since he woke up from the coma. He insisted that we spend every waking moment together since I would leave for New York soon after graduating. It was fine with me. I didn't want to leave in the first place, but Hayden said he would shave my head in my sleep if I didn't go and pursue my dreams. Idiot. He probably did it, so I didn't want to risk it by not listening to him. I walked on the field to receive my diploma as my family cheered me o