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Gilbert's POV

I was sitting on a bench in the school courtyard. I couldn't stop thinking about (Name). I didn't know when she was going to get out of the hospital, but I'm hoping it's soon. School just ended and I was debating on whether or not I should go see her. 

I heard someone walk over and sit next to me. It was the girl  (Name) almost killed, but she looked like nothing had happened to her. "Hi Gil." she said cheerfully. I just shrugged. "I heard that (Name) bitch got run over. Serves her right huh?" I wasn't paying attention to her. I was into my thoughts too much. "Gil?" I came back to reality when I felt her tap my shoulder. "So there's a party at my place tonight. Wanna come?" "No thanks." "Awww, why? It'll be awesome. Just like you." "I said no." I stood up and started walking away. "Gil where are you going?" she asked following me. "I'm going to see (Name)." "What?! But why? She's a loser!" "No. I'm the loser." "How? You're hot as hell and way cooler than she is. She's weird, and stupid, and worthless, and ugly, and a sl-" I slapped her. Hard. "SHUT UP! You don't know anything about her! She's amazing! She's smart and funny and strong. She's the most beautiful person I ever met and I love her!" I covered my mouth once I realized the very last thing I said. Did I just say.....I love (Name)?..........I did ".....She was my best friend. She was always there for me. She never let me down. And treated her like dirt. (Name)'s not worthless. I am. But I'm gonna get her back no matter what it takes." I tuned around and start walking again. 

Your POV

I was sitting on the hospital bed in a pair of jeans and (f/c) sweatshirt. I was ready to leave the hospital today. I held my phone in my good hand. On the touch screen was Gilbert's number. All I had to do was press the green button and it would start calling him. I stared at it for what felt like hours before taking a deep breath and pressing it. 





I stayed silent...not knowing what to say.



"(Name)! Wow I....I didn't....I never expected-"
"For me to call you?"
"Listen I got out of the hospital today and I....I don't want to go home by myself." 
"Of course of course. I'll be right there.

I hung up right after that. What am I doing. I'm suppose to hate him for the rest of my life. Why did I call him......but I need to know if he was the one who sent the pendent. 

I take the elevator to the first floor and wait for him. Minutes later he showed up. "(Name) over here." he called. I walked over to him. He smiled, but I didn't smile back. 

The walk home was pretty quiet. Luckily the hospital was closer to my house than the school so it only took 15 minutes to get home. I unlocked the front door and opened it. "Gilbert...can you come in for a little while." "Yes of course." He followed me in side and I closed the door. I go into the living room and grab the small black box and open it. I pull out the necklace and turn towards Gilbert. "Did you leave this here?" He didn't say anything. He simply grabbed the gold chain that was around his neck and pulled out from under his shirt, and half heart pendent. I got closer and but the two half's together. A perfect match. 

A silence fell between us for seconds, but it felt like hours. "(Name)...." Gilbert grabbed my hand. "You have every right to hate me. I've been so blind for so long. I thought I had everything I could ever want, friends, popularity. But then I realized the one thing that mattered most to me was you. But I didn't see that until you were gone. I've never felt a worse pain than the pain I feel knowing you hate, that you want nothing to do with me. Every time I saw you there was sunshine in my life, but now there are only gray clouds that fill me. You were always there for me when I needed you. But I wasn't there when you needed me most. I wasn't there for you when parents died. I'm so sorry. You're just the most amazing person I've ever met. You're strong, you're funny, you're smart, you're beautiful. You're just....awesome." I was at a complete lose for words and thoughts. 

"(Name).....give me another chance. Let me prove to you how much you really mean to me. Please."

".....I don't know Gilbert. What about you? People will start getting strange thoughts if we start seeing each other."

"I don't care. The only thing I care about is you." He pulled my hand up to his face and kissed my palm. "Ich liebe dich." I didn't know what it means, but I could tell it was sweet. 

I wasn't mad anymore. I couldn't stay mad. I felt...happy. I smiled as tears rolled down my eyes. He whipped them away with his thumb and wrapped his arms around my waist. I wrapped mine around his neck. We both smiled, staring into each other's eyes. We slowly started to lean in closer and closer. My eyes fluttered close as I felt his lips connect with mine. The feeling was....amazing. It felt so warm and loving. I felt all my anger and sadness melt away on impact. After a few moments we pulled away. I smiled as I looked at him, he was smiling back. I laid my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. 

"Ich liebe dich (Name). I always will........Cross my heart" do the feels feel?
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Missem111003 Featured By Owner Edited 6 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Why is water coming out of my eyes? OH WAIT IT'S BECAUSE OF THE FEELS YOU HAVE CAUSED ME. *holds out feels jar* I don't need these anymore. They have caused me too much pain.
Mizomim Featured By Owner 5 days ago   Writer
anakind87 Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2014
thank God, it ended with her giving him another flippin chance...but I was hoping she'd apologize for giving him that personal insult(I take that kind of insult to heart - even though I don't have albinism in my blood...although I somewhat wish I did - just to see how it'd be like:) )
Mizomim Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014   Writer
I actually meant to but I forgot
anakind87 Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014
It's all good. You did a pretty good job on the story. And, even though you wrote this story, I have to ask: How did you feel about writing down the parts of her dialogue when she was face-to-face with him - telling him to 'f- off' and to 'not talk to her' - and about the part where she told him off in that personal and gut-wrenching manner? How did it feel?

From experience - not that I've written anything on here(I'd be a little embarrassed in putting my work on here) I'd feel rather sick in the stomach(i.e. I can't believe I said that - I sound like a cold hearted ass just putting this out there).

But, it's a form of art(writing stories) - like painting, music and dancing - any form of art, really. It says something about the person's life and experiences.:)
Mizomim Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014   Writer
Let's just call it 'personal' experience
ZombieMachine31 Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2014
I was listening to an AMV Prussia He is Not One of Us, idk why but I felt like it somewhat fit in for this xD
Mizomim Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2014   Writer
If you say so
Me: im not crying... I'm just sweating through my eyes
Mizomim Featured By Owner Aug 15, 2014   Writer
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