Merome vs Jake

Chapter 13

*Prays this is long enough for y'all*

THIS CHAPTER WAS HARD TO WRITE SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!

Update might come later tonight depends if I fall asleep cus I'm in a writing mood today, if not then probably late tomorrow or early wednesday cus I have a spanish speaking exam to revise for...damn muggle school xD

Again hope you like the chapter:3

KBaaiii

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*Ty's POV*

"-so we really need help guys. Jerome aka fluffy needs this money, he is dying without his Mitch by his side. Send it to the address in the description below. We need this. Mitch needs this, to live"

"Thanks guys, I know we can do this" We cut off recording there. We were doing a vlog to help raise money for Mitch's operation he needed. He was getting closer and closer to dying everyday. This vlog was our last hope at getting money. We had just over half of the total amount. Jerome was losing it. He refused to leave Mitch's side, he didn't sleep, didn't eat and wouldn't talk to any of us.

"Do you think this will raise the money we need?" I asked Adam. He was determined to raise it all in whatever way possible.

"It had better" Was all he replied. I opened my arms, inviting him in. He ran to me and pulled me to him. I felt him start to cry. I rubbed circles into his back, trying to calm him down.

"I-It's just s-so hard r-raising this m-m-money" He gasped into my chest. We had been trying for 4 weeks now. We had gone door to door, we had got tutoring and babysitting jobs, we had raided our own bank accounts and tried to get money off our parents. This was our last hope. If this didn't work then what would? We hoped the viewers cared enough to send in whatever spare change they had. We needed another $2500 to get enough for the surgery. No one else in Team Crafted, except Matt, knew we were doing this, Adam wanted this to be a surprise for Jerome, maybe then him and Mitch would forgive him.

"We will do this Adam, believe in your self." I leaned down and gave him a comforting yet loving kiss. He returned it almost immediately. The kiss, which was originally meant to comfort him, soon grew in intensity. We backed over to the sofa and fell on it, still kissing. He was on top of me, straddling me with his legs. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, I granted and then was pursued with a battle for dominance. I let him win. I slowly lowered my hands to his waist and up and under his top. I then let my hands explore his toned back. I needed more. In one quick motion I slipped his shirt off and threw it on the floor, hardly breaking the kiss. He did the same to me. We both ere now laid on the sofa, kissing and topless. His hands slowly slid down to my pants. We broke apart and he looked me in the eyes, questioning me. I nodded and he undid my bottom and slid my pants down my legs and off the end. I then did the same to him. He started kissing down my neck, trying to find my sweet spot. When he found it a moan escaped my lips. He smiled and sucked on it, pleasuring me.

"Ahem" A cough came from the door. We broke apart and looked up, a blush forming on both of our faces. We had forgotten that we weren't alone.

"O-oh e-erm h-hi M-Matt" I just about managed to get out.

"Having fun boys?" He said, an evil glint in his eye, a cheeky smile on his face. Adam buried his head into my chest, hiding his burning face from the eyes of our intruder.

"What do you want Matt?" I asked him, deciding to talk for me and Adam.

"That video you just filmed?" I nodded to let him know I knew what he was talking about. "I think it's time for it to go up. I've just got a call from Quentin, Mitch is getting worse." I looked down at Adam, who gasped and looked up at me.

"Are you ready?" I whispered to him. He nodded.

"Lets do dis" He whispered back. We both stood off the sofa and slipped our pants back on, both blushing at how intimate we were when Matt had caught us. We went to my laptop, which was already loaded and on YouTube and set out to upload the video.

*Mitch's POV*

How long had I been alone now? It was hard to count when there was no days or nights, when I never slept, ate or did anything apart from think about Jerome. Had it been an hour? A day? A week? A year? Every now and then I heard Jerome's voice break my insanity, his words shimmering in the mist. I never knew whether they were real or in my head. The words were always filled with pain and sorrow. I wanted to find the source of the voice and hug my Biggums close to me, but I don't think I ever will.

"Please be okay Mitch, I miss you" There is was again. I hated the obvious pain in his voice. Had I done something to upset him? Had I hurt him? All I knew was that I needed to find him. I continued walking through the never ending mist. It seemed to shimmer as though someone had spilt glitter in it. As I walked on I notice a white dot, far out in the distance. It never got any closer but never got any further away. I tried running towards it but no result. I didn't know why but I needed to reach this dot of white. This was now my challenge and I didn't intend to fail.

*Jerome's POV*

How long had it been now? 4 or 5 weeks without him. 4 or 5 weeks of hell. Every now and then I would think he was waking up, but he had only gotten worse. I had almost given up the battle. Mitch would die. Then because I couldn't live without him so would I. I had planned to be with him forever so if that meant us both dying then so be it. I stroked his cheek and whispered Please be okay Mitch, I miss you. Again I saw a flutter of something pass through his face but then nothing. There was no hope. So absorbed in Mitch I barely noticed a squad of doctors and nurses run in and surround us, but when they tried to take him away from me I yelled at them to stop. Someone grabbed me from behind to restrain me from going after them. I screamed and kicked the person not listening to what he or she had to say to me. I had to go after Mitch, stop him from being taken away from me. The person behind me was just too strong. Mitch was taken away from me. I fell to the floor, to numb to cry. What was happening, why had Mitch gone? I looked up to the person who had restrained me and saw Ty looking down at me.

"W-why?" I questioned in a barely audible whisper.

"He needs his operation now Jerome" He said smiling down at me. What?! We couldn't afford the operation!

"B-but what? How?"

"We raised the money" A voice from the door said. I turned and saw the last person I expected. Adam. I stared at him for a second and ran at him. He looked scared but all I did was pull him into a huge hug, crying tears of joy. Mitch was going to be okay. It would all be alright. He wasn't going to die.

"Am I forgiven then Jerome?" Adam asked timidly, not quite returning the hug.

"Adam, you're going to save Mitch's life, of course you're forgiven" I said hugging him tighter. I had never felt so happy, so relieved. He chuckled and returned the hug.

*Mitch's POV*

I was still running towards the white dot, but something was different. I heard different voices all around me barking out orders. I stumbled and fell, but when I looked up the dot had moved! It was closer to me. I got up and took a nervous step forward. The dot moved closer, getting bigger. I gasped an ran to it. As I got close to it I realised it wasn't a dot, but a white, blinding light. It engulfed me when I got to it. I screamed and writhed when it touched me. The pain was intense. I couldn't breath. I was writhing everywhere when I felt something jab into my left arm and darkness engulfed me.

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So I think this story's almost finished *Le cry* just about 4-5 more chapters left...I'm gonna make it last as long as I can because I love writing it:)

And thankyou guys sosososososo much for all the love and support and reads on this I love you all so muchh

Baaiiii