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Prompt: You should write a series about Amelia being the one to fall for Link while he plays hard to get.
Description: Amelia has been working at Grey- Sloan for quite sometime, and one day she meets a cancer patient. She’s memorized with him, but this guy isn’t easy. He has rules, number one: Dont fall in love.
Important: for the purpose of the plot and storyline there are a few slight changes. I will inform you on the way, and keep you guys updated.
(This takes place about a week later)
Upon texting and talking and texting, we haven’t really seen each other much. He’s mysterious, but I kinda like it. I’m beginning to feel like he’s an actual friend, even though we haven’t been very friendly. The conversations are short, and I can tell he’s keeping me at a distance.￼
Maybe he’s trying to be safe, and I don’t blame him.￼ I’m a hook up kind of girl, and I know if he wanted to, he would be a relationship kind of guy.￼ I don’t know if I’m into those types of men anymore.
I don’t really know what I’m doing here.￼ I moved here, a few months ago, after I got sober and needed a change in direction. Seattle was the second best place I could be, and I’ve made a decent life right here.
I have an apartment. And even though it’s messy, and I’m barely here because of work, it’s still a house. maybe it doesn’t feel like a home, but I do come home to it sometimes.
Also, I have a few decent friends, and a few people I like to call my family, however the only real family I had left has either shut me out, or died.
It’s safe for him to keep me at a distance.
I wouldn’t even call us friends. How can I be a friend to somebody right now, when my own body isn’t a friend to me.
￼ We talk and we text, but I think I’m doing what’s right for myself and her. besides, I don’t know if I can even have a real feeling for a girl like her at the moment. Sure, she’s pretty and smooth with her words, But maybe she’s trouble. I don’t know if I can trust her, let alone myself, and I don’t want to hurt anyone.￼￼￼
All of this could get really messy, because I don’t know if I’m living or dying. I’m just existing right now.
I lost my job, but I have enough money to support myself. I don’t have many friends here, besides the people I work with and they don’t seem to get me. somehow this girl does, and it scares me.
I managed to get a nice apartment, enough money for my medical bills, and I’m still miserable. I can’t bring someone down while I am down. A relationship doesn’t need that.￼￼￼￼￼
A relationship needs assurance, and support.
It’s safe for me to keep her at a distance.
Amelia woke up, followed her routine, and made her way to work.
Her day wasn’t that busy, but she found she had a hard time focusing.￼ she was either checking her phone, going through old texts, or waiting for her phone to ring. she wasn’t this type of girl, she didn’t do this to herself.
she knew better than to get attached to somebody too quickly anymore, after having so many failed love attempts. it was like loving somebody wasn’t for her, and a relationship could never work out for her.￼￼￼￼￼￼
‘you’re gonna ruin him.’ She thought.
‘You have plenty of friends, stick with these.’
Her mind kept on searching, with thoughts that were both professional and unprofessional, friendly and non-friendly, but she pushed them all down.
she went back to her case, and felt like she found some peace of mind. ￼
Link went to another doctors appointment once again disappointed.
It was just about physical therapy and checkups, as they were trying to create a plan to remove the cancer, but it wasn’t enough to make him feel like there was progress.
He didn’t know how long all of this would take, but he was tired of just sitting around the house feeling depressed all the time.He wanted to work, he wanted to make people feel better, and he wasn’t sure of the rest, but he wanted more than what was being given to him at the moment.
He would probably end up going back to that bar, in hopes to waste the day away.
Though he wasn’t one to get drunk, getting a little tipsy wouldn’t be a problem and it wouldn’t be bad.
What else did he have to lose?
After about sleeping for the whole day, link went to the bar, and sat at an open stool.￼￼￼
he settled for a few drinks, and drank in silence, until he heard it.
He heard her￼.
“seems like bars are kind of our places, Huh?”
It was a failed attempt at flirting, but it was unintentional.
Link turned around, and kept a mutual face. It didn’t look bad, but it didn’t look good. ￼￼
“I guess.” He smiled genuinely, and cleared a space for her next to him.
She sat down, taking off her coat, as Joe appeared.
“Ah, seems you’re together again. Fate?” Joe joked, revealing obvious discomfort.
both parties shuffled in their seats, and looked at each other weirdly. Joe quickly wished the joke wasn’t said at all, and headed to get Amelia her usual drink.
When he came back, they were still staring at each other, so he interrupted. ￼￼
“Club soda. Lime.”
He sat it down, and Amelia came back to reality beating herself up in her mind. she found herself acting like an idiot once more around the guy, but she didn’t even know she had feelings for him.
She needed to stop being this way. ￼
She took the drink, downed it, and debated on leaving. She didn’t want to make the guy uncomfortable, and he was obviously uninterested.
Amelia grabbed her purse to collect her money, and avoided contact with her “friend?”
Voluntarily getting up to end the agony, Link stopped her.
“Where are you going?” He asked.
He was aware it was a weird encounter, but he didn’t want her to leave. She was the only company he received in a while, and she was very entertaining.
Though he wanted to keep her at a distance, and he would, He also wasn’t a cold man.
He loved people, and respected women like they were queens, and this girl wasn’t any different.
“Home. I’ve got a lot of work to do, and i’m a little bit sleepy.” She lied. She had absolutely no work to do, and she didn’t really want to go home.
Even if sleep was calling, she wouldn’t pick up, and the boy had a hunch about it.
“You don’t have to go. You can sit and i’ll go.” He rallied.
He didn’t mean to upset her.
She gathered her stuff, and said her goodbyes. “Maybe we’ll cross paths? I don’t know.” She laughed at herself embarrassed, and Link bit his lip.
He was weighing his options:
1. ask her to stay.
2. it’s best. Let her go.
Both of them had consequences, but one of them was easier.
He let her go.
“I’ll see you around.” He told her.
Amelia frowned but not too wide to let him notice, and she turned away from him. She didn’t know if she would see him again, but it didn’t matter.
It was for the best.
a/n: I don’t know if this makes any sense, and I’m kind of loopy.￼