remember me ➳ troyler au // SECOND //

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Troye

05.01.15

1:33 p.m.

"Drive faster, Nick! This boy is dying fast! Faster than any other patients we've ever had!" I hear someone say. I open my eyes, but realize I wasn't even in my body. I was out of it? I looked at myself; at my hideous self. I was bleeding all over.

Was I dead? I ask myself. I'm a ghost, basically. I don't know if I was a ghost, though. I then looked at my arm. Not my arm I have right now, but the arm in my real self that's dying. I saw a familiar sweater soaked in blood. I realize it was Tyler's sweater.

He tried to save me? Again?

The man takes off Tyler's sweater from my arm and throws it to the side. I then run over to the dropped sweater and tried to pick it up, but I couldn't. My hands went through the cloth.

I looked at myself, barely breathing. There was an oxygen mask over my face. My chest barely rose. Then, the car stopped. At first, I thought I just died and everything froze. But instead, the car was parked at the hospital. Doctors rushed out of the hospital and the doctors from the car rush out the two stretch beds with me and this other dude. I think it was the dude who ran me over?

I looked at the guy and there were glass shards all over his body. He was still breathing is all I know. I know he's in pain, though.

I ran after the beds being rushed into the hospitals. Both of the beds go into two different surgery rooms. Instead of following them into my room, I run out of the hospital. Then, I see Zoe's car. I walk over to it. I see Tyler in tears along with Zoe and Alfie running into the hospital. I follow after them.

"Troye Sivan?" Tyler says out of breath. He stood in front of the receptionist desk. Zoe and Alfie caught up to him standing behind him. The lady looks up at Tyler.

"He's still in surgery, kids. Come back later-"

"No, I wanna see him now," Tyler says angrily.

"I'm afraid I can't-"

"Then at least can you tell me if he's okay or not; I need to know."

Does he actually care?

"I can't do that unless you're a family member of them."

"I basically am. Now can you please-"

"No. Now good day-"

"Let me know. Now. I need to know. I wanna know if my boyfriend's okay or not. I just want one word to know if he's okay or not because I'm worried as fuck."

She sighs. "He's okay, he's kind of breathing-"

"Kind of? What does that mean?"

"It means that he's almost dead. Now can you please go?" Tyler turns on his heel and walks out the hospital door. Zoe calls for Tyler, but he starts to run, ignoring her.

Kind of breathing, the lady says. Kind of. What does that mean? Am I dead? Am I alive? Will I stay? Will I live? I don't want to die. But I kind of do, actually. But I want to be with Tyler. Because without Tyler, I won't be happy. And I was happy, kind of.

I couldn't find Tyler at all. Until I heard a loud cry. I found Zoe run to her car. I follow her and go inside the car with her.

"I'm scared," she says.

"It's going to be all right, Zoe. He's just depressed. He's scared. He's scared that Troye is going to die," Alfie says, comforting her. He starts up the car and gets out of the parking lot at the hospital. He drives onto the streets looking for Tyler.