The Bad Boy of Mine

Chapter 17 ll She really is, ready to fight a buffalo.

Zoey's POV

The beautiful aroma of Parmesan cheese mixed with parsley leaves envelopes my nostrils as soon as I step through the glass doors.

My face practically lights up like the Christmas lights at the Timesquare. I sprint my way to the source of the ameliorative smell.

Since Chris' hand and mine are still intertwined, as I sprint, I drag him along with me. He looks so young, laughing and looking all smiley and cheerful. But then again, he is young. We are young.

Once we reach the counter, I ramble out a whole string of order. I must be really hungry. Hospital food are usually not that appetizing, but the aroma emanating from the kitchen says otherwise.

"What do you want?" I take in a deep breath as I turn to Chris. The lady behind the counter is looking skeptically at me.

"I'll have some tomato soup."

The smile on my face drops, "And?"

"What 'and'?"

I look at Chris incredulously, he hasn't eaten since yesterday afternoon, and now he's only getting tomato soup?

I scowl, "Can I get three slices of pizzas on top of that? Thank you." My hand slides into my back pocket for money.

Before I had the chance to hand over the money to the lady, Chris already has his money in his hands. His eyes widen a fraction at sight of me holding the money. I'm going to pay, idiot.

With much speed, my hand flies to the lady, only to be swat away by Chris' large palm.

"Let me pay."

"What, no!"

"Let me pay." He grins. Amusement and humour is evident on his face.

My lips break into a wide grin too, mimicking his.

"No, I want to pay." I shove my money into the lady's hand. She looks at us weirdly, in amusement.

"I don't care. I'll pay, that's final." His grin widens as he watches me scowl. He wraps his hand firmly around mine and brings it to his side. His other hand extends and he gives the lady the money.

"Idiot," I mutter quietly.

He chuckles, poking my cheek.

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After I finally managed to convince Chris to finish the three pieces of pizza, we left the canteen.

We walk towards the ward. The group of nurses that gaped at Seth previously, is now staring admiringly at Chris. I chuckle, half of the female population in our school does that on a daily basis too.

As we near the ward, Chris ends his recount on the time Caden and Levi had a huge fight because of their preferences on movies were different. He pushes the door open and within that split second, his eyes widen and he stands frozen at the entrance.

What?

I squeeze my way between Chris and the door and gasp as I peer into the room.

Emma's awake!

Before I could even bring myself to move forward, Chris scampers his way to Emma. His face filled with elation and relief.

Emma's cheeks still look pretty pale, but her lips have gained some colour to it. She is sporting a weak, yet cheeky smile. The bed is propped up for her to lean on.

"Emma." Chris pulls Emma into his embrace and squeezes her tightly.

"Chrisy!" She returns an equally tight hug and smiles.