Elizabeth's POV

"No, no, NO!!!" I screamed and ran to Ed's room, having no thoughts on what I'm about to do.

After I went inside I saw him there, lying unconscious, with the Beep machine not beeping. It was a straight line.

He was so pale, like a vampire and his hair was all over the place, like they used to be somewhere around 2011.

Now he doesn't have them all over the place, and doesn't wear too many hoodies anymore which saddens me.

I went over to him and bent down, my hand covering my mouth and tears streaming down my face. I looked at his unmoving lips, his closed eyes and his perfect hair.

Memories with him came back and I just couldn't stand it but cry on his chest.

I saw his lips again and slowly leaned in. Once my lips touched his it was perfect but something I wouldn't believe happened.

The monitor started beeping again.

I looked at it and smiled. "Yes." I whispered and looked back at him, as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Lilibeth?" He asked me and I looked at him confused.

"Ed? Do you remember me?" I asked him and he nodded. "Yes, you're Lilibeth." He said. Is it possible for him to have amnesia?

"My name's not Lilibeth." I said, worry filling me more every second. "I know partner Elizabeth, I just like calling you Lilibeth." He said. I could honestly feel a waight luft from my shoulders.

"You scared me then Ed." I said. But I then remembered what we did before he was about to die. We made out, and I don't know how or if I want to mention it.

"Lilibeth?" He asked me. "Yeah?" I looked at him but then seemed to change his mind. "Nothing." He said.

"I really like you, ya know." He told me. "I really like you too Ed." I said and then, there we were, looking at each other in full silence.

"I truly like you, and I mean it." He said.

"Ed, will you please just stop for a minute?" I asked him. "Why?" He asked me.

"I-i just, y-you have a girlfriend and this, can't happen." I said.

"I never asked you to be together, I just told you I really like you." He said. "Yeah..." I said just because I couldn't find something to think. "I love you." He said.

"Sorry." I said and he seemed hurt, like, really hurt. We then again remained in silence.

"I like you Ed." I said. "I don't know if I know what love is and I know I said I love you before you went into coma, but, I wasn't thinking. I don't know how to love someone." I said.

"It's ok. I can teach you." He said. "I can't." I said.

"I know, I know, you've never had a boyfriend, you've had a first kiss with me, and you're a virgin." He said and I nodded. How could he know my stuff?

"Innocence is as sweet as you." He said and I blushed. "Thanks." I replied feeling butterflies in my stomach.

I really really really like Ed. He's sweet and nice and he makes me feel good and completed when he was just about to die.

I can't forget his sweet soul being good as his peronality. He makes me feel like no one else makes me feel. It's weird.

And I like that weird.