* Liam's POV
We waited in the hall for maybe 15 minutes crying silently, but Alli would not stop screaming. My heart broke in half hearing her. All I wanted to do was comfort her and tell her it would be okay. I held my hands over my ears trying to block out all sound.
Dr. Mcarthy stepped out and grabbed my wrist. He yanked me inside, locking the door again.
"We need you to talk to her! It may calm her down!" he shouted over the screaming.
I nodded and walked towards Alli. She had her eyes closed, hands over her ears, screaming wildly. I touched her shoulder lightly and her eyes shot open. She screamed louder, if possible, and crawled backward, trying to as far away as possible. I reached over the bed and grabbed her face in my hands.
"No, please, don't," she begged, tears pouring down her face.
"Alli, it's me. Liam. It's going to be okay," I said persuasively.
"No, no it's not. I can't, please no!" she tried to back up but her back hit the edge of the bed.
She clawed at my hands to let her go, but I was too strong. I lost her once, it wasn't going to happen again.
"Alli, calm down. I'm here for you. I'm not going to hurt you," I pleaded, I couldn't understand what was wrong.
"No, no, no, no, NO!" she raised her voice in panic.
Alli slapped, clawed, scratched, and pulled at my hand. I laid my hands on her cheeks and pulled her close to me. I was going to help her no matter what.
"You can trust me! I am NOT going to hurt you!" I practically screamed at her, trying to make her understand.
"I can't," she whispered, letting tears drop onto her legs.
"Why? Why can't you trust me?" I asked tenderly.
"Why can, I trust you?" She retorted.
"Because I love you and I know you love me," I looked deep into her eyes and gave her the sweetess, most passionate kiss I had ever given her, or anyone to be exact, in my entire life. The whole world melted away and we were there alone for those few seconds. Probably the best few seconds in my entire life. I pulled away and smiled. She blinked once, then twice.
"Liam?" she asked, tears coming out uncontrollably.
I nodded and she laughed/cried/yelped all in once ending in a choke and threw her arms around me. I had fixed it. I had cured her. I knew I could do it. I was grinning ear to ear and so was she.
I looked around, realizing all the doctors and nurses had left.
"I love you," I told her squeezing her tight.
"Prove it," she said jokingly.
"You're okay for 30 seconds and your already teasing me?" I scoffed, "How?"
"Yell it too the world!" she anounced, spreading her arms wide.
"I love you," I whispered really quiet in her ear, smiling at the ground sheepishly.
"Why did you whispere it? I thought you loved me?" she looked a little hurt.
"Because I do love you," I smiled smugly, "And because you're my whole world!"