His ears were buzzing, but even in his fatal stare he could hear sirens surrounding him.
"It's going to be ok Stan" he hears Kyle say, Kyle's voice sounding very unsure
Stan felt his limp body being held closely in Kyle's arms.
"dude what the fuck happened?" he askes weakly.
Kyle sighs and look around then back at the injured boy.
"you crashed".
holy shit! was Kyle ok? Stan's worry about Kyle over powered the worry he had for his own injuries. was Kyle going to live? how could he have been so stupid? how could he hurt the only boy he's ever loved? How could he....... all of a sudden Stan feels faint and weak.
all the voices become muffled whispers.
"SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP HIM!!!!", the redhead yells to the police who were doing nothing to save Stan.
"hey dude look at me!", Stan looks up at Kyle, his pretty green eyes were dark and scared, his eyes were puffy and wet.
"your gonna be ok Stan."
the rest was a blur, he didn't remember Kyle saying anything else before Stan was laying a stretcher.
Kyle whispered a few 'I love you's' into Stan's collar bone before leaving him with the doctors.
