I opened my eyes slowly, to reveal that the nurse has shut off my Tv, again. I'm always forgetting to do that. I looked down at my hands, they are thin ,and sick looking. As the rest of my body does . This sickness is slowly taking me.
Before I go, I must tell Anthony. I have too. I can't just not say anything about my feelings for him. I grabbed a piece of paper, and a pen and started to write.
" Dear Anthony,
There is something i have to tell you. Something that I've been holding back for a while now . And before I go, I have to tell you this. I love you Anthony. No, I don't love you... I'm in love with you. Please don't forget me. I'll see you soon.
I love you Anthony Daniel Padilla.
- Ian "
I folded up the note and I handed it to the nurse to give to Anthony when the time came.
I've been waiting for his daily visit. But for some reason, I felt like he was never going to come.
I'm listening closely , for the sound of his shoes. I know it's weird, but I know the specific sound his converse make. Our accounts have been flooded with fangirls.
I would sometimes go on Twitter or Instagram. I don't have the heart to tell the Smoshers that I'm dying. I just cant. I know Anthony can't tell them either .
Well it's currently 8:30 and Anthony still hasn't shown up. He usually visits at 3 . I decided to pick up my cell phone , and call him.
Three rings and he picked up.
"Hello?" He said
"Anth-Anthony" I said weakly.
"Ian! What's wrong ?" He asked
"You never came today" I said
"I forgot. I'm coming now." He said and I heard him slam the front door and get in his car.
"I'll be here." I said weakly,
Then, he hung up.
I could feel the feeling of my life slipping right out from under me.
NO. You can't die until you see Anthony for one last time. You cant. I'm not letting myself..
I heard Anthony running. He came right into my room, and he had a piece of paper in his hand. It was the note .
"Ian. Buddy, how are you feeling?" Anthony asked me.
"Now, I feel good." I said while trying to crack a smile.
"The nurse gave me this, she said it was from you." Anthony said
I nodded. I could speak, my ability was gone.
All I could do Is lay there. And nod.
Anthony opened the letter and read it. When he was done , he looked down at me.
"Ian , why would you tell me that you loved me?" Anthony said while crying.
I still couldn't speak. And Anthony caught on to that.
Anthony kissed my cheek.
I finally got my ability back.
"I love you, Anthony." I choked out.
I inhaled for the last time.
I closed my eyes, and slipped.
It's completely dark right now. I don't see anything, and I can't feel anything either.
So this is what it's like to be dead? It's not so bad. I don't feel the pain that I used to feel. The worst part is, that I don't have Anthony here with me.
ANTHONY'S P.O.V;
"IAN! NOO!" I yelled .
How could i let my best friend hanging.
" I love you too Ian Andrew Hecox! I'll never forget you!" I said as I kissed his still warm lips.
I can't do this. I can't live without Ian, the love of my life.
I opened the cabinet in Ian's hospital room. There was a bottle of Morphine pills. I'm allergic to Morphine. Perfect.
I opened Twitter on my phone, and snapped a picture of the bottle.i captioned it " No more smosh."
I locked my phone and put it in my pocket. I took a syringe and injected the Morphine into my vein.
I layer next to Ian' corpse in his bed, and wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm sorry Ian. I love you. " I said
I'm ok with this . I'm ok with dying. It means I get to see Ian again, I'm excited.
I gasped, the Morphine kicked in. I closed my eyes for the last time.
All I see is a bright light, and Ian.
Ian looks perfect, not sick like he used too. I ran to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. He hugged me and kissed me.
"This is most certainly Heaven."
