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Remembering Sunday (1/?)
A/N: So this is my very first Twilight story and i am slightly nervous. Just so you all know i am known for writing LONG stories so this may go on for awhile, so i hope you all stick with me.
A few things you need to know first:
1) I am in my school finals time so i might not update really fast, at least not until June 5th is over.
2) I recommend ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (Epilogue)
George stood fiddling with the hem of his jacket sleeve, he had never imagined being this nervous ever. He could feel his heart pounding in his ear and swore that everyone in the room could hear it and wanted to tell him to chill. “How long?” George turned to ask Burke.
“Any minute now.” he said checking his watch for the third time in one minute.
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Remembering Is The Hard Part (19/20)
Izzie had been staring at the same wall for about an hour, all these memories kept flashing in her mind. It was as if there was a non-stop movie playing in her mind, Alex cheating on her, falling in love with George, it was as if everything that had been missing before had been found and was now being shoved back into her mind.
“Hey.” George’s ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (18/?)
Room 321
George hated that number. He hated every digit that was in it. He hated that it existed, and he hated what it stood for. It stood for yet another hospital room where Izzie was laying on yet another bed and was holding onto her life with every piece of strength she had in her. She wouldn’t have to be fighting for her life if it weren’t for ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (17/?)
Izzie couldn’t seem to find the words to say, all she could do was stand there and look at George as he spoke to her.
“I love you.” George repeated looking at her almost as nervous as he was the first time he told her he loved her. “I am in love with you.” he said getting a little closer to her face, Izzie leaned in slightly as well. They were so ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (16/?)
“What the hell happened last night?” Meredith asked walking up to George at the nurse’s station.
George looked up at her for a moment then back down at the chart he was writing on “What do you mean?” he asked playing dumb.
“I mean I go to bed last night and everything is fine then I get up to get a glass of water and there are sounds coming Izzie’s ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (15/?)
It was 5:30 in the morning when George had finally fallen back onto his side of the bed for the fourth time that night. Izzie and he were again lying side by side breathing heavily, trying to hold onto the unbelievable, amazing, tingly feeling rushing up and down their bodies, but also secretly wondering how long they should wait this time before ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (14/?)
A/N Rated M for obvious reasons. You have been warned!!
1:10
Izzie had been sitting up in the dark on her bed for hours worried about George and where he was. He left in such an upset and dramatic way that all Izzie could think about is him lying in a ditch somewhere after drinking half of Joe’s alcohol. He should be home by now. He has been gone ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (13/?)
George came downstairs finally having enough of lying on Izzie’s bed in self loathing. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he noticed the front door open, he looked over at the living room to see that it was empty then walked toward the open door and outside.
Izzie was still standing in the exact same place she was and Meredith couldn’t seem to ( Read more... ) -
Remembering Is The Hard Part (12/?)
A\N Sorry this chapter is a little short but I promise to write a longer chapter next time.
George leaned in closer and closed his eyes but just as their lips were about to touch they heard the front door slam shut down stairs and Alex’s voice booming from the doorway “IZZIE YOU HERE YET?” he shouted from down stairs. Izzie sat completely still ( Read more... )