THE ONLY EXCEPTION (BOYXBOY)

Chapter Eighteen: MS

 Micah’s POV:

 I heard when Sean told me to get into the car. I understood him quite perfectly. It was just getting my body to move. That’s where my problem was. I was so happy today. I was beyond happy. I planned out the entire day. I knew we’d win the game. After our victory shower I was going to introduce Declan to Harper and my dad. I was finally going to come clean with them. After that I was going to take Declan on a congratulatory dinner for winning the state championships. I’d even booked a room at the Ritz Carlton. I was going to properly ask Declan to become my official boyfriend. I’d even gotten this sterling silver signet ring with our initials intertwined in the face of the ring for him. 

After that night I was going to take Ferris to see my Uncle Cecil so we could start on the confession and restraining order. So by the time prom came we would be Todd free. I’d finally found enough courage to ask Declan to go to prom with me… everything was going fine until he returned to the field. Seven grabbed my hand in the car. He stroked my fingers with his hand and placed his head on my arm. 

                “He’s gonna be okay Uncle Mike.” He whispered. I felt tears for the first time since I witnessed Declan collapsing on the field. Closing my eyes I tried to block out the image. I tried to forget the collective gasp of horror echoing through the stadium. I tried to forget how my heart stopped in my chest when I realized what the hell was happening. Harper was doing 90 miles an hour down the highway. Weaving back and forth behind Ginger and Laurie she honked her horn for people to get out her way. I could hear the roar of Sean’s truck behind me as we gunned it up the exit ramp and tore onto the streets.

                ‘He wasn’t breathing.’ I said to myself. Shaking its head my conscious took a seat next to me.

                ‘He’s gonna be treated by the best doctors in the tri-state area. They won’t let him die.’ He said. I wanted to believe in those words but the image of Declan’s body kept destroying what hope I felt.

                ‘Do you love him?’ My conscious asked me.

                ‘Of course I do.’ I muttered, insulted it would ask me such a question.

                ‘Well don’t give up. You were meant to be with him. Don’t let him win.’ He was right. If I gave up Declan would too. I’ve been waiting for him practically forever. I would not let him slip away from me that easy. When I opened my eyes we were in the pulling into the hospital parking lot. After catching an open spot Harper turned to me.

                “You like him don’t you?” She asked. I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t expecting her to ask me that now.

                “And before you deny it, because you are let me clue you in on a little secret. I’m your sister and I taught you how to lie. When that guy collapsed on the ground you damn near had a heart attack. So are you gay or what?” This is the one thing I love and hate about Harper. Her fucking bluntness, shaking his head Seven pointed at Harper.

                “You said a bad word!” Looking to Seven Harper gave him wink.

                “I’ll give you a dollar not to tell grandpa.” Squinting his eyes at her he shook his head.

                “Two dollars.” Holding out her hand Harper shook Seven’s hand then looked back to me. Still I was stuck. I didn’t know how to proceed with that answer. Luckily or unluckily; I haven’t decided yet Seven, answered for me.