Rowan let out a strangled cry as Harrow helped him up, his face going pale. “Be..be careful..th-they have knives.” He whispered, leaning almost his entire wait on Harrow and pressing his hand against the wound in his side. What if they come back? I’m moving too slow to get away. What if they try and hurt Harrow?
"I'm sorry my love, just hold on for a few moments," he set him down gently and looked around the corner for Zander and his friend. He sighed in relief when he saw that they had gone inside. He then glanced around for anyone else before picking Rowan up again and walking him away from the building towards the town
Rowan nodded weakly, pressing his face into Harrow’s shoulder, letting a couple tears roll down his cheeks. This doesn’t change anything..he still doesn’t want to get married to me. he figured, squeezing his eyes shut and holding back a sob.
They finally made to an emergency room and Harrow was forced to let the doctors take Rowan
"Relation to patient?" A nurse asked, snapping harrow out of his mind
"Fiancee," he said out of breath. "There's no way I can be in there with him?"
She shook her head, "let the doctors do their work, hon. You'll see him soon."
Rowan got out of surgery some hours later and the doctor went out to talk to Harrow. “Mr. Jacobsons? Rowan is out of surgery. He’s sleeping now if you’d like to see him and we can talk about a couple things.” She said, nodding towards the hallway.
He nodded and followed the nurse to Rowan's room. He asked for a few moments of privacy with Rowan to talk without the doctor nearby. He sat by the bed in a chair and gently took his hand "I'm sorry my love. I'm sorry I accused you of doing this to me when I know you would never hurt me." He choked on a sob and bowed his head "I'm sorry…please stay, I'm begging you, p-please…"
Rowan mumbled something unintelligible and tightened his grip on Harrow's hand, a faint appearing on his lips. He was still unconscious, but clearly realized that Harrow was by his side and shifted closer to the edge of the bed near to him.
He glanced up at Rowan and stood to press a kiss to his head "I'm here my love. Always." He stroked his hair with the back his hand and sat at the edge of the bed. He only glanced up when the doctor came in
The doctor smiled warmly at the two of them and sat down across from them. "So first of all, I'll have you fill out some paperwork for Rowan. Just have it to us before you two leave." She handed him a couple sheets of paper. "He should be waking up in an hour or two. We'll keep him here for a couple days just to make sure the wound doesn't get infected." She frowned softly, glancing at Rowan. "We had a couple blood tests done just to check up on his health and the results will be in by the morning." She mentioned a couple of other things before leaving.
He nodded, worried about what she had meant about the blood test rests when he saw her frown. He glanced over at Rowan as he could help explain what she meant but knowing he was unconcious. He layed next to him and read over the paperwork, not wanting to fill anything out without Rowan being awake
Rowan stirred a while after, blinking his eyes open and looking around, frowning. "What's going on?" He mumbled, glancing up at Harrow and looking slightly surprised. "Oh..you're still here…" He enjoyed the warmth of the other next to him but was confused by his presence. "Is this a dream? I thought you hated me.."
His heart broke slightly when he heard the others recall what he had said. "No love, I could never hate you. I'll explain everything when we get home, ok? For now you need to rest." He pressed a kiss to his forehead and protectively curled around Rowan
"No..I want to know now. I want to know what I did wrong..please." He replied quietly, tearing up slightly and gazing up at Harrow. "I shouldn't have left you alone..I'm sorry..it's my fault.." A couple tears rolled down his cheeks and he turned his head away from Harrow.
"no, no no no no, my love. You did nothing wrong. Nothing is your fault." He gently tilted his head towards him "Nothing is your fault." He reasured, whiping away Rowan's tears. "It was Zander, he..he did something to alter his appearance and posed as you."
Rowan stared at Harrow. "Did he hurt you? Are you okay?" He asked desperately, reaching up and brushing his hand over Harrow's cheek before wincing a bit and dropping it back to the bed. "Do you really not want to be engaged anymore?" He added quietly, fresh tears replacing the ones he had brushed away.
He shook his head "besides the bruise on my neck and an uncomfortable feeling in my gut, no he didn't hurt me too bad." He leaned into his hand briefly before glancing at him and sighing softly "I don't want to marry him, even if he looks like you. I want you. I want to marry you. I want to love you and never stop. Only you Ro, only you."
Rowan pressed closer against him and squeezed his eyes shut, the entirety of what had gone down in the past week crashing down on him. He sobbed quietly into Harrow's chest. "I'm s-sorry..I'm so sorry..I shouldn't have been so stupid and wandered off. W-we probably wouldn't be here right now. And my parents probably hate me now. You're all I have Harrow..I can't lose you..not now."
"and I shouldn't have yelled at you or gotten mad at you for something you didn't do. I should've let you explain." He nuzzled Rowan's head and shut his eyes, letting a few tears run down his cheek. "I thought they were okay with us getting married," he said softly. He tightly curled around the other "you will never lose me my dearest love."
“No..she knew the second we got there. I don’t know what to do..Harrow I don’t know what to do anymore.” He whispered, clutching at Harrow desperately. “Did the doctor say anything I should know about?” He asked quietly, hands shaking slightly.
He nodded and sighed, half hoping ror Rowan's mother to accept the marriage but also knowing she hated him. He held onto Rowan, needing him as much as he need him. "We'll keep going. We'll get married, we'll go on our honeymoon. Travel a bit and love each other forever." He took his hands and covered them in kisses. "Nothing direct, we're waiting on the blood tests. She looked a little worried about those."
“That sounds amazing. When do we get to leave..I hate hospitals.” He swallowed nervously at the mention of the blood test. “I’m sure it’ll be fine..”
"She said a week if everything checks out alright." He said, pressing a kiss to his head and holding him close
Rowan whimpered softly and huddled close to Harrow. “I..I had leukemia when I was little..everything is fine now but blood tests always make me anxious..”
"could you get it again?" He asked softly, gently stroking his hair and keeping his lips pressed against his skin
“Yeah..there’s a small chance..” he said quietly, kissing Harrow’s chest gently. “It’ll be okay though.”
"it will, no matter what." He said softly, pressing a kiss to his head "I don't deserve you my dear,"
“If anything, I don’t deserve you. You’re the one who saved me from bleeding out in a dark alley.” He smiled softly up at Harrow.
"I'm also the reason why you left in the first place." He said, glancing down at him. He sighed softly and tilded his head up, pressing his lips to the others
“It’s not your fault, Harrow. I was being stupid. I wasn’t thinking. None of this is your fault, I promise.” He kissed back softly, sighing against Harrow’s lips.
This felt right, this was the Rowan he had come to love and adore so much. Not the imposter from before in the park. "Then nonesif it's your fault either," he said, pulling back slightly to breath