Life: The last RP I'll make ever

-My heart made a jump when he apologized for that memory a few years back. I stare at his back when he walked away. I literally slap myself and then went to sal's room. I knock-

"Hey..."

 

-I turn to Lindsay and smile-

"Hello."

 

I walk out the hospital, going to school to get my motorcycle.

 

[Not to school. To the street where I left it*.]

 

"How are ya feelin'?"

-I walk in-

 

-I smile-

"Better since your here."

 

"Thats good"

-I sit down a chair beside his bed-

 

-I turn the tv off and then turn to look at her. I smile-

"Ive been wanted to talk to you about something ever since I heard you were coming back from England."

 

I remember that girl telling me her name in 8th grade.
What was her name again.. Lindsay..? I think that was it.
While I'm walking to the street where I left my motorcycle, I remember seeing Lindsay's clothes ripped. I try to just ignore it and continue walking but I end up at the mall after I get on my ride.

I park in the hospital's parking lot and I walk in, to Sal's room. I knock, looking at the bag that the clothes I bought her is in. I scoff at myself.
Did I really just buy this for her. Whatever..

 

-I sigh as I hear the knock-

More interruptions. I've been trying all day to talk to Lindsay in private.

"Come in."

 

(Id like to know how you knew what size to get  -cough- stalker -cough-  jk)

 

I walk in.
"Sorry if I interrupted anything."

I turn to Lindsay.
"Aren't you embarrassed at all wearing that around?"
I point to her ripped clothes.

I extend my hand that's holding the two bags of clothing towards Lindsay.
"Here."

 

[Lmfao. Lucky guesses.]

 

[Bump.]

 

-I look inside the bag-

"Wow...Thanks. They're really pretty"

-I smile at him and kiss his cheek. I blush afterwards and get in the bathroom to change-

 

-My heart drops when she kisses him-

 

"I guess.."
I get slightly shocked and shaken up when she kisses me on the cheek but it only lasts for a moment. I walk out after her, going back out of the hospital for like the fourth time.

I get on my motorcycle, putting on my helmet and slapping the eye shield down. I start it up, revving the engine.

 

-I get out of the bathroom-

"Its a perfect fit. How do i look?"

 

-I smile-

"Beautiful."

 

"You flatter me too much,ya know"

-I laugh and sit beside your bed-

"Your injuries are really bad. When can you get out?"