All Chapters of Our Hearts Beat For Anne: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Andrew I had kept hurrying my nurse to finish my dressing so that I could go see Anne. She’d been sleeping for hours straight. I was mad at myself for not seeing the signs. Something was wrong with Anne. Something she wasn’t ready to spill. It might be the cause of her ill health, or probably, it's a flu she might have contracted from the hospital. Whichever the case, I was to be blamed. She had sacrificed so much to make sure I recovered quickly, yet I couldn’t tell that something was weighing her down. Nor could I tell that she was so sick to have fainted in the kitchen. I couldn’t even catch her, although I tried. But the pain that shot through my leg when I dashed for her, sent me on all fours. I was useless. A total wuss in all ramifications. I couldn’t even tell her how I felt all this while. When I’d wanted to, I got into an accident. It was as if the universe was against me. “Nurse, make it snappy!” I said irritably. The lady gave me a stern look and continued at her own p

Anne I woke up tired and hungry, but feeling better than I did the previous day. I stretched and twisted on the bed, then reached out my hand to trouble Pamela but she wasn’t on the bed. “Pam, Pam!” I yelled towards the bathroom door, with the hopes that she was there. No one answered me. Just as I was about to yell again, a gentle knock came at the door, and shortly after, Rebecca entered. I sat up immediately and darted my eyes around the room in search of an anomaly, such as panties hanging from the ceiling or used tampons. Don’t worry, I’m exaggerating. But really, I didn’t want her seeing something disgusting. It would be embarrassing. She noticed it. She gave me a knowing smile as she made her way to my bed and sat on it. “Don’t worry, I make more mess than you guys combined,” she whispered conspiratorially. I smiled sheepishly, bending my head to conceal my flustered face. She reached out and took my hand, “How are you feeling now?” “Better,” I said smiling. From there,

Anne Cold shivers ran from my legs to the entire length of my body as I stared at him. My head had begun screaming immediately, ‘Explain to him! He saw wrong! He’s thinking wrong!’ I shook my head to quieten the insane voice. I owed him no explanation. I was only embarrassed he saw me in that position. “A good ol knocking would have made sense,” I blurted out, trying to regain my composure. “Sorry,” he replied calmly, backing away slowly. “Did you tell him yet?” came the eager voice of Fiona, who moved past Vincent and sauntered into the room. She immediately stopped when she saw me standing in the middle of the room. “Oh, Anny, you’re here?” she said, acting surprised. Like she didn’t see me leave with Andrew earlier today. She bent her neck sideways to peep at Andrew. Her face held disappointment when she looked back up. She must have been expecting Andrew to be shirtless, or even stark naked. “Hope we didn’t disturb you guys?” she said, staring at me squarely, a small smirk

Anne He saw me to my room before going to spend the rest of the night, catching up with Joshua. He didn’t let go of my hand the entire walk to my room. I didn’t protest either. He was happy. He had this bright sparkle in his eyes as he talked about his adventures with Joshua. He poofed and boomed, explaining with every part of his body. It was as if he was a kid again, reliving those memories of his buddy. I didn’t want to take that away from him by making him bother about my measly hand. At my door, he continued his escapade stories, not until I gave him a gentle tap on the shoulders did he realize. He looked around my door, then back at my face, giving me the softest stare. “As they say, time travels fast when you’re with loved ones,” he said in a cool, calm voice. “Well, you’ll be spending the fleeting time with Joshua,” I mused. His face scrunched up in disgust, “Eww!” “Get your head out of the gutters, silly,” I reprimanded, slightly smacking his forehead. He threw his head

Andrew My leg was hurting from all the exertion. Vincent had told me earlier to carry my crutches because he knew how crazy my friends were. I didn’t pay heed to him. I was paying the price now. After the chanting and turning me inside out with their rocky movements, they finally dropped me and proceeded to explode in a thunderous uproar, clapping and whistling. Honestly, today was one of the best days of my life. If not because of the joy my friends brought, it would have been the look on my dad’s face. He had turned the brightest shade of white the minute I was flown into the air. Pretend all he wants, he still loved me, and his reputation of course. I dare not fail to add that. If not for my mum’s intervention, he would have made everyone drop their phones with the securities before entering the party. The mad group dispersed, leaving the gentler ones who walked up to render their congratulation. My friend John had rushed out from nowhere and encased me in a knee-buckling hug. I