You dated Wes for six months.

Those were the best six months of his life, which was why he broke things off with you.

He was terrified of getting his heart broken. He loved you more than anything.

Truth be told, he never stopped.

He’d gotten into a car accident. Luckily, no serious injuries occurred apart from a minor concussion but he was still in the hospital.

You were his emergency contact still.

When Wes finally woke up, his eyes scanned the room, his expression growing slightly confused as he saw you seated at his bedside.