Alana's POV
Not today Satan.
Peeling open my eyes, I look around the hospital room and sigh. With my line of vision, a head full of curly hair is seen.
I smile softly, and place my hand in his hair, massaging gently.
He groans, shifting a little, while his eyes were still closed.
"Aiden. . ." I whisper and he stirs.
"Sunflower?" He breathes and I smile. "Great now I'm seeing things." He murmurs getting up and I frown.
"Wait no. I'm alive." I tell him...
He turns and looks at me carefully.
"I'm not seeing things?" He asks and I shake my head. He stares at me for a second before slowly moving his hand over his other hand to pinch himself.
"You're not dreaming either." I deadpan.
"How are you alive?" He asks suspiciously and I roll my eyes at him.
"Are you happy or not?"I snap and he grins. Walking towards me, he nearly breaks my arm as he engulfs me in a hug...