The Bad Boy I Met On Christmas Eve - S01 E09

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The Bad Boy I Met On Christmas Eve - S01 E09

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

As much as I would love to run away, Zachary can't do anything for himself. So for the whole week, I've been visiting him every day twice a day to get him cleaned up.

I bring chocolates, biscuits and even fresh flowers to liven up the room. Of course, I talk to him and tell him things that's going on. Just doing it to see if that'll help him wake up in anyway.

Damon and Kael have been discharged but are stuck in their homes resting and recuperating.

Later today, I'll be going to the hospital to see him again. I'm gonna bring some soup that I boiled. Maybe the aroma will wake him up? I don't know.

"I'm going to see Zachary, mum!" I shouted to her from the doorway as she was busy in the kitchen.

"Sure," she shouted back.

With a spin and the closing of the door, I jumped into my dad's old (and barely used) car and headed for the hospital.

When I reached, everything was in place. Zachary still lay on the bed, and the place was so serene.

I placed the soup container on the table beside his bed and took the flowers out of the vase, removed the overnight water and replaced it with fresher water. After which I sat down and started talking to Zachary.

"Hey, how's it going? I really hope you'll wake up soon. To be honest, I miss that cockiness and arrogance of yours. You sure have a lot of that. Oh yeah, today has marked a week since you've been in a coma," I paused and breathed.

Maybe I should talk about my feelings. Perhaps my feelings for him? Would that wake him up? It's worth a try, right? What can he do? He's in a coma!

"So... uh," I shuddered. "I kinda needa tell ya somethin'..."

I took a huge breath and felt my face becoming flushed with embarrassment, but I confessed quickly anyway.

"IloveyouZacharyHuxleyDoyoulovemetooYoudon'thavetosayyesbutpleasejustwakeupReallythat'sallIcareaboutnowpleaseZachary!!!!"

After the long message squeezed into one breath, I started gasping for air.

Suddenly, I saw from the corner of my eye that there was a slight movement on the bed.

A finger! Two fingers! Three! After a while more, all fingers! Zachary's five fingers started to clench his fist!

I looked up. His eye lids were vibrating. Then it started fluttering. Soon, it was open!

"Zachary!" I yelled, too excited watching him awake to even any doctors or nurses.

He was slowly stirring awake. Zachary, he's okay! I started crying tears of joy.

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ZACHARY'S POV

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"I love you ZacharyHuxley Do you love me too You don't have to say yes but please just !!!!"

I was stunned.

Dalanie... the sassy Dalanie just confessed?! That she loves me?!

Oh great! What should I do? I'm here trapped in my own mind and it's so difficult to wake up. I really feel like wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her, but I can't.

Guess the only way I can do that is to wake up. I moved my fingers a little. It took a lot of effort but nothing happened.

I tried again, willing my fingers to move. I managed to move my fingers a few times before when people were talking to me. But this time was different.

I was trying to wake up.

Desperately, I tried to move my fingers - it worked a little! Next, my hand. Gathering energy, I moved my hand a little, then once I got the hang of it, clenched my fist and used this fist as a power station of getting my whole body to get up and work.

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I felt my eyelids moving, and slowly, bright fluorescent light streamed into my eyes. Looking up, I saw Dalanie, crying in joy.

My whole body was awake! And no, I swear I'll never fall into a deep sleep again for fear of not seeing her beautiful face anymore.

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BACK TO DALANIE'S POV

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"You... you're awake..." I stuttered.

Hmm, that's funny. I didn't expect it to work. But okay, I'm not complaining.

"H...hey, D-Dal," Zachary smiled weakly.

I raised his bed and propped up his pillow behind his lumbar and hurriedly poured a glass of water. "How are you feeling?"

"F...Fine. Better now that I've healed more, I guess. The room looks g-great," he replied, looking around at the flowers.

"Thanks," I blushed.

"You've been... taking care of me all week, I know that."

"You do?"

"Because," he paused. "Who else would?"

I stood there in awkward silence. Such a compliment coming from him was really rare.

Zachary looked at me and I lifted my head a little and looked back at him. I grabbed the box of chocolates and offered them to him. "For you. Hope you don't mind the fact that they're a week old."

He smirked. "As long as they're from you, I d-don't think I'll reject." Zachary opened the box and gobbled down all the chocolates in a flash. "They're good. And I needed s..solid food. Thank you!"

"No problem," I shrugged.

Then, he sat up, a serious look on his face. Clearing his throat, he spoke clearly after getting used to not speaking in a week. "Hey, Dal. I'm sorry about making you upset. I didn't mean to because I thought you looked cute when you blushed so I thought that if I taunted you, you would blush but I didn't expect you to tear up. Never was my intention to make you cry. Please forgive me?"

I swallowed. Maybe I could forgive him. And he said I was cute when I blushed? He knew I liked him or something? "Okay... I guess I forgive you."

Zachary's sorrowful face turned into a cheeky grin and without warning, he grabbed my arm, sat me down beside him and pulled me into a back hug.

"Thanks, Dal," Zachary said and rested his chin on my shoulder, his arms around my waist.

I smiled at the floor and just remained seated there, on the bed with Zachary and enjoying the serenity and time we have together.

"Excited for school?" I broke the silence and pulled away.

"Definitely."

"You'll love it. There's an arcade in the cafeteria. Pool table too. We have a huge quartz fountain in the park. There's also a playground which nobody ever uses, of course. The equipment are custom to our teen sizes though, funnily enough."

Zac laughed and said that all the more should we go there one day when there's nobody around to judge us.

I was going to rebut, but the look of pure happiness on Zac's face was almost impossible to crush.

"Oh right, we haven't called the nurse," I said, looking around for the alarm.

"It's here," Zachary said and pressed it. Then he looked away and mumbled a sentence I could barely hear. "I... I l-love

you, D-Dalanie McNeill."

Okay... Sitting there dumbfounded was definitely not the thing to do.

My heart was racing faster than a racing car. WHAT DO I DO?!?!

Zac placed a finger on my chin and turned my head slowly. "Lost?" he asked. That reminded me of Oscar.

"N-no. I'm fine," I had the same reply.

But after that, what happened with Oscar a week ago didn't repeat.

Zac wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled me over such that I was lying down beside him.

"W...what are you-" I couldn't finish my sentence before he lunged straight for my lips.

Zac kissed me hard and rough, I didn't even know if he kissed me because he genuinely liked me or just treated me as another of his toys.

He still kept kissing me, wanting me to kiss him back. Anyway, I didn't know how to kiss. This would be my first time if I allowed Zac to kiss me. But hey, how often do you get to kiss a hot bad boy? I guess if he's toying with my feelings, I could just take this whole thing as a lie. I opened my mouth slightly and he started taking over.

I don't know what Zac did, but he made me feel so jittery on the inside. The kiss was so good, chocolate-tasting and all.

He got to lifting my shirt up a little when the door opened. The both of us stopped and pulled away in shock.

Shit! It's the nurse.

"Uh... sorry! You guys need a minute more?" the nurse asked, flushed red with embarrassment for barging into such a moment.

"Oh, it's fine. We were wrapping things up," I replied and that earned a glare from Zac. Woah. You think he actually wanted to kiss me more? I don't even know how well I did on that one. Kinda glad we stopped though. After all, he was gonna lift my shirt up and I'm not ready for anything deep yet.

"I'll just make it quick," the nurse scurried in.

"Sure, thank you. Zac, you want anything? I'm getting a milk tea."

"Strawberry fruit juice."

"Ah, okay. The bad boy wants STRAWBERRY FRUIT JUICE!!!!" I yelled and ran out the door.

Behind me, Zac's protests for me to shut up and the nurse's laughter was clearly audible. One to me.

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