Here He Goes {JONNOR}

{4} Spain

~Connor's POV~

"How do you say I'm hungry in Spanish?"
I asked Jude. Jude looked up from the menu smiling as he translated to me.
"Oh. Right."
Jude rolled his eyes.
"So you did make me do Spanish homework then and I'm doing it now."
Jude leaned over the table and I did the same smiling.
"Well I'm awful at Spanish I love how your tongue rolls out of your lips when you say some words."
I said moving closer. The outside sun in Spain felt nice but being closer to kissing Jude felt a lot better.
"Really? What words?"
I sat up in my chair a little so our lips could barley touch. I almost pressed until voice cleared making us seat back down.
"Sorry. But are you ready to order?"
The waiter asked I blushed just as Jude nodded then coughed.
"Jude you okay?"
"Yes."
Jude took the napkin and coughed in it. Frowning I order shrimp taco with beans and rice.
"Jude?"

~Jude's POV~

Our almost kiss made me smile as I went to grab the menu I started coughing. Taking the napkin off the table I used that to cough in.
"Jude you okay?"
I nodded as I said.
"Yes."
My cough cleared down when Connor was done ordering. I wiped my face and saw red on the napkin. Blood. Sh!t. I thought.
"Jude?"
Did Connor see the blood?
"Oh. I'll have the queso cheese with beans."
I closed my menu not feeling to hungry anymore. Back in London I through up when Connor fell asleep. I wanted to tell him but how do you say the right words?

As we ate Connor watched me.
"What? Is something on my face?"
I squeezed the napkin in my hand hoping Connor didn't see blood I might of left.
"No. It's just your really quiet. We're in Spain I'm surprised you aren't giggling over it."
I smiled little nodding.
"I am trust me."
I coughed again feeling it burn my throat. I stood up making napkin fall.
"No Connor don't--"
I was trying to say through my cough when I saw him bend down.

~Connor's POV~

Don't you feel when the mood goes down hill quickly? When everything just freezes then fast forward with more bad luck? That lunch in Spain started that. Jude coughed as I saw his napkin fall, I bent down to get it as I saw red on it. Couldn't be ketchup. I thought that was my first thought seeing it. When I picked it up I stood up with it.
"Jude?"
I looked at him as my eyes cleared like after a storm you wipe away the rain in your car.
"Jude?!"
I said louder angry and upset he didn't tell me. Jude went to speak as his hands went to the table.
"Why didn't you fxxking tell me? Why is this covered in blood?"
Was the last thing I said to him that day as he fell to the ground.
"Jude?"
I dropped the napkin and ran up to him.
"Jude-e?"
As people passed at the outside restaurant. They thought this was an act? Sh!t. I really need to learn Spanish.
"Help!"
I said in Spanish remembering that word.
"Please!"
I said in English. I looked down at Jude moving him closer. I flinched when finally a elder lady said in Spanish and English she called the cops and someone in Spanish I couldn't understand.

When ambulance showed up they wouldn't allow me in the car.
"Please he's my husband."
I lied hoping that would work but as they said no. It hit that we were in a foreign country where same sex marriage isn't allowed. I saw the name of their hospital and ran getting Jude's jacket off the chair and paying for a taxi.

(Aw terrible chapter to come back to :( I'm
Sorry I've been gone...)