When We We're Young

When We We're Young 1063

I ran and ran as if my life depended on it and in some twisted way it does, like I said before, he's my life. He's right, it makes me wonder how I lived my life when I didn't meet him. Before that my life seemed to be drunk, just a blur and moments.

People gasp as they probably saw my silver hair and ofcourse they can't mistake me as an old lady, they cant run and besides, I'm now wearing denim shorts and denim polo. I knock on his door and I heard a faint 'It must be the doctor-' then the door came open.

I met eye to eye with my mother. She gasped at the sight of me, I look behind her and see him, I know its rude that I'm ignoring her but she's not my priority right now.

He looks so pale, many wires connected his mouth and nose. I never thought I'd live the day to see this or see this at all. He wasn't looking at me, his lips part slightly and I realise he's talking to his mother who was holding his hand with a smile, even he was smiling faintly.

My mother let go of me, I didn't even realised she hugged me then let me in. I could clearly hear what they were talking about "Mom.. I cant believe it, I mean she's some kind of a pop star now and she called me. Gawd, mom the sound of her voice is like angels singing!" he gushes moving his arms around enthusiastically. A smile appeared in my face at how carefree he still can be. He talks as if he's not dying.

"Well, I woudn't win if I didn't have the voice of an angel right?" my voice startles him. And like in slow motion, his gaze meets mine. It burns with passion and pain. For that 1 year without him, he looked more mature. His eyes are blacker than before but his figure was smaller, he looked so fragile that I'm afraid that if I hug him he would break.

"April" he whispers, I caught on his voice. So familiar than talking to him in the phone. "What are you doing here?" I laugh at his mesmerized face, I sat next to him and lean my head on his shoulder. His parents and my mom left the room to 'eat' when their faces is probably glued to the door.

"I have one month to be with you and I'll make everything count I'm sure of that" I whiper as I kiss his jaw. His hand touches my arm as he kisses my forehead. I miss his soft lips on my skin, if he doesn't stop that soon I'm gonna be spoiled.

"How?" he asks. He was holding my arm tightly as if I would disappear if his grasp loosened. "Just don't worry about anything alright?" I reasure him with a hug. He sighs but nods anyways.

"I have a story to tell you" he speaks up after a while. "The day you were gonna leave my dad and mom had a fight. We were having financial problems -I know I coud've asked your help but I didn't want to- my mom wanted to leave to make money in the city and my dad said its either her family or her career. Mom always did want to live in the city. She was gonna leave but she didn't. She wasn't selfish. She thought that she could just work harder here, just to be with my mom."

"I was gonna ask you to stay before that, then I thought about your dream, the glint in your eyes appeared and my head and I coudn't be selfish and make you choose like what my dad did. I loved you to much for that. The day before I was gonna ask you to be my girlfriend, but then you said you were auditioning and I thought that if you win I woudn't have a place in your life. I thought that you could do much better than a dying person."

"But then I send you that letter. I thought I was gonna die, then I heared your voice on the telephone and I got a glimpse of hope on seeing you and then you pleaded. For me to hold on and as you can see I am trying. I love you, just know that" He said.

Those were the perfect words that I wanted to leave his mouth. I took a deep breath. One month will be worth it. "Yes" I said. His eyebrows furrows at what I said. "Yes! Trevor will you marry me?" I enthusiastically said.

He frowns. "I can't. I'm dying April do you not get that? I'm not gonna be there for you all the time. I'm not selfish" those words left a stain in my wrist. "No. Your not selfish Trevor if you answer me. I love you too and you of all people should know that. I don't need you to be there for me all the time but I just want a glimpse of heaven. I want to be your wife" I said.

I'm old enough right? 25 is old enough right? I just want to marry him with all my guts and I'm not even thinking twice. "But then, you cant find a guy much better than me" he said. Can't he understand? There is no other guy in the world that can be better than him. "Its non existant" I said. I kissed him and he kissed me back.

"So? Hows my kissing skills?" I tease. He laughs and leaves a kiss on my forehead "Great""And Yes April. I will marry you. You know I've dreamt of this. Not me in a hospital but getting married to you. Waking up next to you. Having kids that looks exactly like you. Growing white hair with you. Breaking bones with you. Everything I do with you. Its coming true" he mutters. "Nothing could be more perfect than this" he stole the words right out of my mouth.

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Lesson learned, When you prupose or anything, it doesn't matter when it is or where it is or if you need it planned perfectly. All you need is both of you together because you might never get another chance like that.