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Give love a second chance

The big question

We spent about two silent weeks at the hospital.
Andy was asleep most of the time, only waking up to eat and use the restroom.
I only left when I needed to go home and shower, but other than that, i never left his side. I kept my laptop with me, so I can do some work while I waited for Andrew to recover. Social media was frustrating. Everyone wanted me to give a live statement, but I think I should do it with Andrew standing and looking stronger than ever.
Today was the day Andy was to leave the hospital. I helped him get dressed, but it seemed like he didn’t want to go back home.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him as I brushed his hair back.
“It’s just that,” He sighed and grabbed my arm. He took the brush from my hand and placed it next to him. I looked at him confused. He then placed my hand against his soft skin. We stayed there for a few minutes. He looked up at me teary eyed.
“You’re going to leave again soon. It’ll all be over sooner than we think.” I sighed and hugged him. He started sobbing.
“Andy, I am here for a reason.” I wiped a tear off my face. I lifted up his face.
“I love you. I always did. But I was scared. Everything we went through, Danny and I went through. Of course, it was a more stable relationship. But I want you to know that I love you. I just never wanted to admit that.” I sniffed.
“Leslie?” He sniffed. I looked at him.
“Yes, Andy?” He then pointed at his gym bag.
“Can you hand that to me?” I nodded and went to grab it. I handed it to him and he started looking for something. After a few seconds, he stood up, tripping.
“Andy!” I grabbed him, making sure he didn’t fall. I wasn’t that strong, so we both fell. It wasn’t hard, so no damage done. I sighed and got up.
“Come on An-” I turned to him he was on one knee, holding a purple box with a beautiful ruby stone ring.
“Leslie Manson, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He said smiling weakly. I slapped his arm.
“Don't do that again!” I died softly. I then hugged him.
“So what's it going to be babygirl?” He chuckled hugging back. I sniffed and looked at him.
“Yes!” I took a deep shaky breath. “I'll marry you.” I laughed softly.

Notes

This story is coming to an end, sadly. Hopefully you guys loved reading it as much as I loved writing it :)
Make sure to read my other stories on my profile ^-^ much love!!

Comments

update soon plzzzz

Sierra Griffin Sierra Griffin
3/21/17

Damnit leslie why do you do this he loves you. He fucking loves you. Ugggh.

Dammit Leslie! Why'd you have to do that? T^T I hope everything is going okay for you! If you need to talk to anyone you can feel free and message me! Great chapter!

eclaire eclaire
3/24/15

awesome cant wait and hell nah don't skip "the busisness" lolzzz XD

DarkAngel2013 DarkAngel2013
12/23/14

I knew it! And that was awesome how he defended Leslie!

eclaire eclaire
12/23/14