You didn’t want Winnie to move away, not at all. You would miss him being attached at your hip, spending all day with you. You would miss having sleepovers almost every weekend with him, waking up with your head on his chest and his hand in your hair.

You would miss him walking you to every one of your classes, walking you home, taking you shopping just because ‘he wanted to’ and because ‘he just loves you so much.’

So now, you held on to his hand as he drove, one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with yours.

You sat in silence, just enjoying his presence. You looked up at him, studying him and his features. His blonde hair, his bright blue eyes, the moles on his face. You would miss it.

You would miss your boy.

He looked down at you, a smile covering his face. His gaze switched from the road to you. As he pressed a kiss to your lips, he wasn’t watching ahead of him.

That’s when you and Winnie got in a car accident. He wasn’t injured badly at all. He got some bad bruises, but he was alright. You were ok, too, but you fractured your leg.

Due to the accident, Winnie’s move was pushed back for three months. You were overjoyed. Winnie always taught you to think positive in tough situations. Although you two got into a car accident, you can be with each other for a few more months.

Now, you guys were laying in your bed, watching TV as you laid on him. Your head was on his chest and he stroked your arm. You got hungry, so you sat up, but before you could get up, Winnie grabbed you by the waist.

“Your leg, sweetie!” He reminded you, halting you from getting up. He pulled you back onto the bed, letting you lay down. He looked at your cast, then back at you.

“Please just say,” he begged, giving you puppy dog eyes.