🎵Listen to All Of Me (piano cover) by John Legend🎶

*CHICAGO'S POV*

"Hacheew!" I sneeze into the soft pink Kleenex tissue I'm holding.

I have a flu that has been bugging me for the last three nights. It's because of the cold I got exposed to on the night of thanksgiving. Plus I went to bed with damp hair on that particular night.

9:23 pm

I'm seated on my bed watching the movie P.s I Love You... or rather trying to. I'm trying to concentrate but my mind keeps taking me back to Wes and Meghan's kiss in the kitchen.

I keep trying to brush my mind off it but it's just not working. The pain has become my companion.

I'm learning to live with it.

I hear faint music playing in a distance.

That's probably Meghan trying to annoy everyone.

I ignore it.

Just as am about to return all my attention to the movie my phone starts ringing. I check the caller ID.

It's Chrissy... again.

She has been trying to call me ever since I got thrown out, that is three days ago. I don't want to see or talk to anyone of them.

They didn't even let me explain myself. They hurt me. I'd rather stay here with Wes.

Speaking of Wes. I have been avoiding him. I know once we meet all he's going to say is how sorry he is.

...and that's not enough...

I've locked myself in my room for the last two days and three nights. I only get out when necessary, that is at night when going for my dinner and late night snack at around 11:20 pm.

I chose that time specifically because Wes will be asleep. He usually sleeps at around ten.

I take out another piece of the soft pink Kleenex tissue and blow into it.

I'm boooored.

It's heavily snowing outside so there's nothing much one can do.

I hear the faint music again. I get out of bed and head out of my room but first of all I change into grey sweat pants and a black hello kitty t-shirt.

Due to the cold I put on my oversized pink hoodie.

Piano !

It's the piano's music that I've been hearing. I head to the floor where the piano room is located. When I reach it I gasp.

The hallway to the room has more than a dozen single red roses leading the way.

I smile.

This is so beautiful...

I follow the red roses picking them up one by one. When I reach the piano room... the door is wide open and the red rose path continues.

Wes is the one playing the piano. His back is to the door. He's casually dressed in a white t-shirt and grey sweat pants.

Isn't he cold ? It's heavily snowing outside.

I hesitate to go in.

I debate with myself whether to go in or not. I decide to walk in. I continue picking up the red roses.

They end at the foot of the piano. When I reach where Wes is seated, I notice the single white rose placed on top of the piano.

I love white roses.

I pick it and sit next to him. Once I'm seated he starts playing John Legend's All Of Me.

I watch his fingers as he plays. I shift my gaze to his face. It's full of so many emotions.

Without any second thoughts I lean in to rest my head on his shoulder. I relax as I feel the warmth of his body against my cold one.