Dream in a Dream

~Running 2 U~

[Ten's POV]

"I didn't run away because I didn't want it!" I said throwing a ball into the air.

"Then why'd you run away? People don't just run away from a kiss, you know?" Yuta said typing onto his computer.

"Was it bad?" Winwin asked peaking from around his book.

"NO! I loved it!" I stopped throwing the ball and looked at him. "That's why I'm so confused right now. If I liked it, and I wanted it. Then why did I run?"

"You said it felt like deja vu, right?" I shake my head at Winwin's question. "What if it's not deja vu? What if it's not. You know. What if you and Johnny have already kissed?"

I burst out laughing and catch myself from falling off the bed. When I finish laughing and rub my eyes to look up and see neither him nor Yuta laughing with me.

"Not gonna lie. Winwin might be right. You did lose some of your memories from that incident."

"That was a year ago." I barked. "Plus, the therapist said any memory I had should be back."

"Should. But not is! None of know who saved you that night. Not even you. Let's be for real here."

"No. We've been through this already." I shake my head in disagreement. "The therapist said what she did because she knows. That ends that. You guys know I don't like to talk about that." I stand up from the bed and make my way to the door.

"Yeah, but you can't hide from it for forever, T-" I close the door and walk away before Yuta could even finish that sentence.

The truth was a remembering nothing about that day. Not what happened to me or how I ended up in a hospital, but I was fine with it. It must not have been important if I couldn't even remember a bit of it.

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[Johnny's POV]

"Dude. You've been staring at a black screen for 10 minutes now. What the hell happened to you? Was it Ten? What did he do?" Mark shakes me a bit. I turn my body to face him.

"The day I spilt my juice on Ten. He came over. I was helping him with his math, an-"

"Wait," Mark interrupted, "Math? But we all take music production. Where does math come into play?"

"He wants to dance too. But that's a backup plan in case music production doesn't work. He needs to pass math in order to do so. Anyways he came over. I helped him, but then I got this paper cut and had to help me. I got lost in thought and kissed him."

"You what?! Good job dude!" Mark smiled widely.

"Yeah. Woo. While in the middle of kissing he ran off, and we haven't talked since. So now I feel bad, but I don't know what to say or do." I sighed.

"Woah. That was Saturday dude. It's freaking Wednesday. Why don't find him and apologize, or explain the problem? Ten seems understanding especially after what you did to his shirt."

"I don't know what to say to him. Or where to find him, except class and lunch. So, I've given up. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me now. I ruined everything. Again."

Just as Mark was gonna speak his phone rang. He asked it and gave a few "mhm"s and "sure"s. After a couple minutes he hung up.

"Alright. The foods ready to pick up but when I come back, we're finishing this conversation." I reach for his arm and see as he turns around to look at me.

"I'll get the food. I need the air. I'll be back soon." I rush to grab my keys and head out the door giving Mark a quick over my shoulder. Maybe this air will clear my mind for good.

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[Ten's POV]

Thankfully I remembered his room number. I hesitated for a moment and breathed really quickly.

Just knock. Knock. Then talk to him. Simple.

I raised my hand up to the door, and a few seconds later I knocked on it.

"Dude. You're back this soon. You just le-" I heard a voice from behind the door and watched as the door opened up to a smaller dark-haired boy. The same one I see Johnny hanging out with all the time.

"TEN?!" he shouted making me jump. I waved lightly.