Millie's POV. I don't know how or where I got the courage to be so bold and asked him to kiss me like this. It was as if being near Hayden boosted my confidence. I can be myself around him without worry. I'm glad I asked because when I kissed him, it was like fireworks. I know I'm being cheesy, but there's no other way to describe it. My entire body hummed with awareness, and I wanted to taste him more. He was my drug. Then I felt him pull away from me, leaving me wanting more. "I should go," he said. He had a weird look on his face as if he was scared about something. "What, why? Did I do something wrong?" I asked with worry. "Of course not, Millie Mouse, I just don't think it's a good idea to do this..." he hesitated. "Oh my God, do I really kiss like a dead tree!?" I exclaimed. I thought he was joking. I never thought I would be a bad kisser! "What! No! I was only messing with you, crazy. You are great," he laughed a

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

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. 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

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,