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"...Tyler." Josh mumbled, hoping to grab the boys attention.

He couldn't move. His end was near and they both knew it.

I went up and sat next to him on his bed.

I could save you, Josh... I could...

I can feel the rise and fall of his lungs decrease, I can feel his heart straining to keep beating.

"I'm not going anywhere, don't you worry... I'll stay till the end. I promise." I whispered, brushing his fringe to one side.

My heart began to race as his began to stop.

No, no, no. Not yet. Please, not yet.

His gaze never left mine as he breathed in one final breath.

"... Kiss me."

And I did.

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