Disclaimer: I do not own anyone but Brian and Faith at the moment. I wish I owned that yummy Ryan Gosling…drools But for now I can settle with borrowing for stories.

Chapter7: Hold On To Me Tight Love

That night Richard had brought Faith back into the house and put her to bed. She slept all day into the next night. He'd check on her every two hours, sometimes even just sitting in a seat next to her bed. When she slept for over 14 hours he checked her bathroom and in the cabinet sure enough, he found a bottle of prescription sleeping pills. 'She must have taken a few to help her sleep.' He thought as he closed her down quietly behind him. He walked around the house not being able to sit still. Sighing, he finally returned to her room and sat down. Watching her sleep he thought 'Faith is more beautiful than I remember. Why didn't I feel this way before? I mean I grew up with her and only thought of her as my playmate, my best friend.' Yet again, not being able to sit still for long he got up. Just as he was about to walk through the door he heard his name being called. Turning around he was Faith sitting up a bit looking at him. He closed the door and walked over to her bed.

"Hey, sleep well?" He stood there with his hands in his pockets not sure of what to do.

"Yea. Richard? Thanks for taking care of me. I must look and sound horrible huh?" She laughed a little. Her brown auburn hair was limp and dirty, and he face was pale and sickly looking. Yet she was still beautiful to him. Her eyes were a deep green, blue color that reminded him of the ocean water they used to swim in and her face always had this teasing look to it.

"No you're still beautiful Faith." As soon as the words came out he blushed and turned away a little.

"Thank you." Faith whispered and laid down a little.

"Well…um I'm gonna go and uh…look for a job or something." He started walking towards the door when she stopped him again.

"Can you please stay. Just lay with me please?" Faith felt slightly embarrassed to ask. 'What am I doing? Ugh. Whatever, I need some sort of comfort and I don't care. It's just Richard. He's my best friend.'

"Sure." Richard walked back to the bed and Faith slid over. He laid down next to her and she leaned on him with her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating faster as he held her. 'Oh I hope she doesn't know what this is doing to me. Being this close is just giving me more ideas. Ugh Faith I love you.' Richard kissed the top of her head as she slowly fell into another deep sleep followed by Richard. Faith's mother and father came home not too long after and her mother opened the door a bit and peeked in.

"It's about time." She whispered.

A/N: Hey guys, sorry it took so long. I guess you could say my muse had left me. I started a few other stories but none of them came out very well. Hopefully my muse stays with me on this one for a bit. I'm liking the outcome so far. Flames are welcome.