summertime boys // gabilliam

twelve // wake me up before you go-go

william woke up with a start.

his head was spinning, invasive thoughts running through his brain.

he was so anxious, nervous, any other word for experiencing worry, unease, or nervousness, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome. 

but gabe was there. so  that made it a little better. 

but not much. 

there was a hollow ache in his chest, a little flutter as his breathing sped up. but he was okay. kind of. 

he was calming himself down.

gabe stirred next to him, pressing his arm into his chest.

"you alright, mi querido?"

"no."

gabe hummed.

"is there anything i can do to help?"

"hold me." 

so they lay there for hours, watching the sun rise and being near each other.

they were okay.