While the guitar plays

The light (last cheapter)

John cried as he looked at his half-dead boyfreind. He held his hand and smiled at him through his tears. "It's okay Paul..." he whispered. George sat in the front seat and was breathing heavily.

"Boys calm down.." the lady whispered. "What the fuck!? Hes dying! How we should be bloody calm?!" John yelled. "John! Shut up!" George yelled back. "I'll better stay quiet." She sighed.

They saw building with a text 'hospital' on it. Johns heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest. "John lets go!" George quickly opened for them a door  and dragged Paul with him.

"Thank you lady." George shouted. "It will be okay..." the word rang in Johns mind. John couldnt breath but something was pushing him forward still. Maybe it was love, maybe it was hope, whatever it was he was glad that he had it.

"Is he breathing? Hes kinda blue!" George twisted his face. "Shut up George!" John cried.

They went to the hospital and John yelled: "WE NEED A HELP!" He got everybodys attention and they ran to them. "WE NEED A DOCTOR!" Some nurse yelled.

"Sir it's okay. We will try." Someone took Paul and put him immediately on operating table and ran with him to the operating room.

"Are you okay?" Someone asked them. John stood and his head felt dizzy. He looked down on his hands that were all red from blood. "Sir you're shaking. Come on and sit down." She smiled and grabbed his shoulder.

John slowly sat down and with shaky hand stroke his hair. George sat next to him and wasnt that fucked like John. He noticed that his hand left on his forehead blood stain.

"Hey mate youre filthy, lets wahsed it off." George forced a smile. John looked like he was deaf. George sighed and took his hand. John slowly stood up and went with him to the bathroom.

They went in and George turned on the water. "Okay give me your hands Johnny." John looked at him slowly and gave him his hand. They were so shaking that it gave George shivers down his spine.

"I know its bad but Paul is strong person. I know he will survive." He cleaned his hands. "What if he doesnt?" John sobbed. "Well... Everything is meant to be... If he has to die today, he wil... but there is always a hope..."

He cleaned his forehead and washed his hands. "We must be strong John." George looked at him in the mirror. "I know... but its so hard." He looked at him back. "Do it for him. Not yourself." George gave him a hand.

John looked up to him and grabbed it. They stood up and went out. John saw telephone box. "Go without me i need to call." George nodded his head and they split.

He dialed Mimi. He stood there and sighed. "Hello Mimi S-." John interrupted her. "It's John." Mimi smiled. "Oh i was scared something happened." John was silent for a second. "Something has happened... hasnt it?"

John sighed. "I have to tell you something." John took a deep breathe and told her everything. Even about Pauls father.

"And then I saw him... his white shirt was red and his face in pain..." his eyes were full of tears. "John... I'm coming." She hung down and John put the phone down.

"So?" George raised an eyebrow. "My aunt is coming. Pauls been living with us so she should be here and she should know the truth." George nodded.

"Uhm.. did you tell her youre dating him?" He whispered. He shook his head. "I couldn't. Not yet. We will tell it together with Paul." He smiled weakly. "Yeah sure." George sighed.

After an hour Mimi came. When she saw John she walked closer to him. He wasn't sure if it is her. He saw only silhouette. "John?" She said. He stood up and hugged her tightly. She hugged him too and her shoulder was after a while wet.