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Derek's POV

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I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock I forgot to turn off the night before. I rolled onto my back and looked at my plain white ceiling, thinking. Today is my day off, I should be sleeping all day, but I really want to see Amara to be there when she wakes up. Just thinking about her makes me smile. I like everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, everything.

The events of yesterday made my mind race, I have to tell her about her parents... But yesterday I was really close to kissing her. Just thinking about it made me wish I had. When Mandy walked in, I wanted to scream. I wanted to let out my frustration, but I didn't. I sigh, and roll out of bed, almost falling on my face. I really need to clean my room...

I avoid tripping on some clothe that I had throw on the floor. I make my way to my closet and throw on a white button up with rolled up sleeves, jeans, my grey vans, and favorite beanie. I grab my phone, keys, and wallet off my nightstand, and leave my grey mess of a room. I head down stairs, to the fancy clean lobby, and out the car park. I walk to my black Audi R8 V10, I start to driving towards the hospital.

After about 45 minutes, I finally get into the parking lot. The traffic is horrid in the mornings in Miami. I park my Audi and walk towards the hospital entrance. I walk through the doors to be hit by the familiar stale smell of the hospital. I walk up to the receptionist counter, and there is my good friend, Mike. Mike has auburn hair, that is sticking 'neatly' in every direction, and he has hazel eyes. He isn't a receptionist, he's a nurse but he likes to sit down so he helps at the receptionist counter. So, of course, he's wearing his blue nurse uniform which is the same as mine. He looks up from his paperwork, and gives me a dimpled smile,

"Hey! You can go ahead, D. She's not awake yet, I think." He said, questionably.

I forgot to mention he has a hard time remembering things. He kinda reminds me of Dory from Finding Nemo, except if it's important he will remember.

I laugh at his horrible memory, "Thanks, Mike. I'll see ya later."

I leave the desk and head down the corridor to Amara's room. Her room is one of the only doors that has a window in it. I open the door slightly and poke my head in. The room is bare, practically empty besides the required furniture. There is the bed, nightstand, a end table, and a couple chairs. There are two windows one on each side of the bed, which Amara is sleeping in. The nightstand next to the bed has 'get well' cards on it, probably the ones she was reading. The end table was next to the bathroom door, flowers and 'get well' cards are on it too. I guess she is really popular.

I let the door open more, and lean against the door frame. I look towards Amara, I sigh. I have to tell her everything... I don't know how she is going to react, but she seems like the kind of person who is going to be devastated. I fold my arms across my chest, and look at the floor. I don't want her to go through that pain...

I take off my beanie and run my fingers through my hair, I didn't take my eyes off the floor. Yesterday kept flashing in my mind, I really wanted to kiss her... But now I don't think I will be able to for a while because of what I'm about to tell her.

My thoughts were interrupted by a rustling and creaking, I look up to see Amara stretching and trying to get up. She flipped over to her stomach and lifts her upper body up, only to flop face first into her pillow. A low chuckle escapes my lips, before I could stop it.

Amara quits moving for a few moments, the corners of my lips curve into a smirk. She, again, lifts her upper body but manages to slowly sit up. She turns her head slightly in my direction. She turns around slowly to me, her face is a shade of pink. She catches my eyes, my breathe hitches. Even when her hair is in knots and going in every direction, her eyes filled with sleep, and a horrible hospital gown- she is absolutely breathtaking. I let out a shaky breathe, my heart starts beating faster in my chest,

"Morning." I said, raspy.

She didn't move, her cheeks still flushed and her eyes locked with mine. She lets out a sharp breathe,

"Morning, Derek..." She responded, embarrassed.

My smile widens, and my heart sped up, pounding against my ribs.

"How long were you standing there?" She asked.

"Long enough..."

Her face becomes a deeper shade of red. I laugh, at her embarrassment, she's adorable. She looks down covering her face with her hair.

"Why don't you get dressed and we'll go have breakfast?" I laugh, she nods her head.

She looks up slightly, and gives me a small smile, before I leave and close the door behind me.

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Amara's POV

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I watch as Derek leaves, closing the door behind him. I can't believe that he saw me getting up, that's so embarrassing!

I drag myself out of bed, I'm about to take a step when my foot hits something. I look down to see a blue duffel bag. I pick it up and put it on the bed, This isn't weird at all, a random duffel bag in my hospital room... I roll my eyes at the thought. I open the bag to find some clothe, shoes, my makeup bag, and a note. I pick up the note and read it:

'I know you're probably tired of wearing that hospital gown so... We got you some clothe for today, also you can get out today! Yay! We will be picking you up at 1. Don't wear the the surprise thats in there you'll know when you see it. We'll see you later. We luv you!
Love,
J, S, & L'

I laugh at my best friends weird way to write letters, and by friends I mainly mean Josh. His handwriting, and the failing sense of humor I can tell is his. I grab the duffel bag and lug it to the bathroom. The bathroom was small, but there's a shower so I don't care what the bathroom looks like at the moment. I strip off the hospital gown, and take a hot shower.

I finish off my shower and wrap a white fuzzy towel around my body. I look through through the bag and find my black laced undergarments, ripped jean shorts, a light faded red baggy shirt with a pocket, and some black sandals. I look through the bag some more, and I find my hair dryer, hair stuff, and hygiene products. I, also find another note on top of something that's a beautiful bright blue, the note says:

'Now if you're reading this before we you see us, we couldn't resist getting it for you. When we saw it, we knew it would be amazing on you! We were going to give it to you as a b-day present, but we want you to wear it tonight. And we will help you get ready, so don't look at it yet, please or you will ruin your early b-day present. We'll see you soon!
Love,
S&L'

They seriously thought of everything.! My best friends are AMAZING! I really want to look at it, but I'll wait for my best friends. I close the bag most of the way, so I'm not tempted anymore than I am. I quickly blow dry my hair, and brush it out leaving it in waves down my back. I put my stuff back in the bag, after I pull out my sunglasses, and bracelets from my makeup bag.

I zip the bag up and get ready to find Derek, if he's still here. I leave the bathroom, duffel bag in hand, and drop it on the bed. I slip on the sandals and leave the room. I look down the hallway. There's nothing but a wall to the left, and to the right is empty, no one is up yet or they are up and went some else. I head to the right towards the waiting room and receptionist counter.

I look around the waiting room, there's no one here, except for me and the male receptionist? He was sitting  behind the counter. He looks about my age. He had auburn hair and he's wearing a blue nurse uniform. He was looking down at some paperwork in front of him.

"Excuse me?" I ask getting his attention.

He looks up from his paperwork, and at me. His hazel eyes made him look strikingly handsome, not as handsome as Derek... What did I just think?! I let out a breathe and an push the thought away.

"Do you know where Derek is?" I asked.

"You're looking for D?" He says, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, yes... He said we'd go get breakfast..."

He laughs, "Why are you bothering with him when you can go with me?"

I raise my eyebrows, giving him a 'are you serious' face. He just smirks and laughs some more.

"I'm just kidding, sweetcheeks, he's in the lounge waiting for you, I guess" he began, "what's your name? So I can tell him your waiting."

"Amara" I reply, with a small smile.

His face drops, his face is covered with shock. His mouth is gapped, before he gets up and leaves through a door that I hadn't even noticed when I walked in.

A few seconds later, Derek an the man come through the door. Derek's eyes meet mine, he gives me a smile which I return.

"C'mon lets get you something to eat." He said, walking to me.

I smile, as he puts his hand on the small of my back. It sent tingles up my spine, it took everything in me not to shiver. He leads me out of the hospital, the fresh air felt good against my face. Derek walks along side a black Audi R8 V10, this can't be his car, can it?

He goes to the drivers side and unlocks the car, Sweet Mother of God it is his car!!! I'm in a daze as I get into his Audi.

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We arrive at a small cafe, that reminds me of the cafe from Grease, (A/N: if u haven't seen it u need to its actually very good. I like the original better than the remake.) all the walls but the one near the kitchen were lined with red seated booth, the was kitchen was surrounded by a bar, not a alcoholic bar, there were tables evenly spread out through the cafe, and a jukebox on the wall by the entrance. We took a small booth by the door, we looked at our menus, when a blonde waitress came to take our order. When she took my order she ignored me and focused her attention on Derek, she was flirting with him. She occasionally pulled her shirt down to show more of her cleavage to get Derek's attention. He didn't look at her once, while telling her his order, she wrote it down and left giving me a glare. I chuckle just a bit, Derek looks at me with a confused look,

"That waitress looks desperate for your attention." I laugh.

Derek laughs with me, "She does that a lot when I come in here, but I don't like her."

He laughs again. His laugh is amazing, it's made my heart feel like it might melt. We start laughing and talking. I haven't had a good time with just me and some guy in so long, and Josh is not included because well it's Josh. Josh is there as a friend, and well he has a boyfriend.

This is amazing, I never want it to end, but perhaps I spoke was too soon.

We finished eating, we were still having a great time, but Derek goes silent all the sudden. I have a feeling why he got silent. I look at him, waiting for him to say something. He sighs, and runs his fingers through his hair,

"I need to tell you how you ended up in the hospital, and... About your parents.." He says.

He hesitated, I don't know what to say. We were having a nice breakfast at just about noon. I don't think I want to hear what he has to tell me...

"You got into a... Car crash... A drunk driver hit into your car..." He was quiet for only a moment before continuing, "And you were in a coma for... 6 months..."

Shock washed over me, 6 months?! That's why my best friends were so worried, 6 months... That's longer than what I thought. I didn't reply, so Derek continued,

"But your parents... They um..." He said hesitantly.

Dread... That's all I was feeling the shock was long gone,

"I'm so sorry, Amara... They... Didn't make it... They died on impact..." He said, looking straight at me.

I felt tears prickling my eyes, I tried to hold them back, but the tears were already going down my face. I looked down at my hands, how could they be gone? I felt a hand on my shoulder, I could tell it was Derek by the tingles his hand sent through my shoulder. I looked next to me, Derek is sitting next to me, he pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms around me. I cried silently into his chest, while he whispered soothing things to me.

I lost my parents... I should be hysterical, but with Derek here holding me... I felt safe in his arms, but for 6 months my family and friends were grieving for my parents and for me... I inflicted pain as well as felt it...

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