11:11pm

Emmanuel

I looked at Ian while he slept. He was smiling in his sleep, the stress of the past days washing away. I sat next to him and ran my fingers threw his hair. Oh my gods his hair is so soft... Why is it so soft?!

I was humming Panic! at the Disco songs with my eyes closed when I heard a soft chuckle. I opened my eyes and removed my hand from Ian's hair. A man had seated in the chair next to Ian's mom's bedside. That must be his uncle Neal.

"Oh I didn't mean to wake you, I'm sorry."

"Oh, no I wasn't sleeping it's okay."

Neal smiled,"So I presume that you're Ian's boyfriend?"

I choked on my gum. Neal rushed over and pounded on my back, even though it didn't really help. "Oh mis dioses." I wheezed as I caught my breath. A nurse walked in and checked on us saying she was just making sure everyone was okay. Neal laughed as she walked out,"You okay?" I nodded then stuck my hand out,"Uh, I'm Emmanuel." Neal shook my hand,"Neal, I'm Ian's uncle." Neal nodded to the bag sitting under where I was sitting on the small couch next to Ian. "What's that?" he asked questioningly. I blushed madly,"Oh, uh a present for Ian..." Neal tilted his head to look at Ian and smiled.

Neal grinned,"It's okay. I would be nervous too if I was meeting my boyfriend's uncle." I blushed redder. Do I tell him or...

Neal's phone went off. "Yeah... oh, well sir I- okay on my way." Neal hung up and muttered that he had to go and then walked out.

Ian stirred and then went still. I sighed and went back to running my hands threw his hair, Ian woke up groggily. I quickly pulled my hand to my side. "Noooo... don't stooooop...." Ian groaned and scooted closer and used my lap as a pillow. "Ian?" I asked blushing madly, he didn't answer. I heard soft snores escape Ian's mouth. I smiled like a dork and kept running my hands in Ian's hair. Ian Lane, why are you so adorable? You have soft hair and a beautiful smile. I wish I could just ask you out...

My phone buzzed,

Tia:

Are you coming home or are you staying with Amos and the others?

I looked at Ian wondering whether to stay or go when he woke up. I'll stay. He needs company, I get how it feels. He shouldn't go through this alone. I texted my tia back,

Nah, I'm staying with my friend Ian. His mom was in an accident, he shouldn't go through it alone. He might want to talk about it or something.

Tia:

Okay that's nice.

Emmanuel, sweetie. I think you should consider that advice for yourself too.

I immediately knew what she meant. She meant mom. I felt my chest get tight and my eyes water. She's gone and I couldn't help her... I started breathing more rapidly than before. I felt tears run down my face, fall on my hand and into Ian's hair. I began to cry harder. I covered my eyes, trying to stop crying. "She's gone these things happen. It's okay, these things happen. It happens... Don't cry you loser. Stop crying, stop it." I muttered to myself quietly trying not to bother Ian. I glanced over at Ian's mom, and remembered the months we'd spend coming to the hospital. I remembered mom's sad face when she looked at me when she thought I wasn't looking. I remembered when she'd be so sick that she couldn't get out of bed. I remember what she told me before she died...

I got up trying my hardest not to wake up Ian. It didn't work. Ian sat up and looked around the room, then he saw me crying. "Hey hey, why are you crying? E? It's okay! I'm here. Just tell me what's wrong" he said pulling me down into his lap hugging me. I tried to calm my breathing. Ian turned my face to look at him. "Emmanuel hey. What's wrong why are you crying?" I looked at him and hugged him, burying my face into his shirt. "I-I-I-I'm so- sorry." I stuttered into Ian's shirt. Ian hugged me tighter,"Sh sh, E calm down."

Once I calmed down I remembered I was sitting in Ian's lap. Ian didn't seem to mind so I stayed there with my head resting on his shoulder and our arms wrapped around each other. "You okay now?" Ian asked, looking down at me. I sniffed and nodded my head. "Do you want to talk about it or?" he said trailing off. I shook my head. "Okay..." he replied leaning back. We laid there for an hour before I remembered about the present I got for him. I reached down under the couch and pulled the bag out. "Uh, Ian here this is for you." I said quietly. I got up from his lap and stood handing it to him. "Oh cool, you didn't have too you know." he said opening the bag. He pulled out Swedish Fish. "Oh that's mine... sorry." I said awkwardly as he tossed it to me. I missed the catch and it flew under a small table by the door. I blushed and went to retrieve it but Ian wasn't paying attention. "Paint! You bought me paint! Oh my god Pretty boy you're the best!" Ian said smiling. I blushed as I opened my candy,"Yeah well. I hope you don't mind but I kinda accidentally told the girl at the register that it was for my boyfriend..." I  muttered quietly. "Wh-" he was cut off when a doctor walked into the room.

"Hello, boys. Oh. Am I interrupting something?" the doctor asked. I quickly realized that both of our hair looked as if we had an intense make out session.

I shook my head, and Ian did the same. I tried to discreetly fix my hair.

The doctor nodded an okay. He turned toward Ian. "And you are Gina's son, yes?'

Ian nodded.

"Okay. Where is your uncle? Neal Rain?"

Ian looked around, confused. "He should be here..." he said.

"He left. I think it might've been for work, 'cause it sounded important." I blurted out.

"Oh.. well then. Hm.."

"What is it?" Ian asked, scared. I could hear the fear in the tremble of his voice. "Is my mom going to die?" he whispered.

"Now now. She won't die, not on my watch. It's just some news on how she is recovering. She's doing fine. Aside from the state of comatose she is in now, she's in a stable condition," The doctor smiled at Ian. And then he left. I glare holes into the door as the doctor left. You don't do that. He's scared what the heck! You were SO reassuring.

I looked at the floor wanting to go and punch that stupid doctor. I glanced at Ian, he sat down heavily on the small couch. I shuffled over and sat next to him. Ian laid his head on my shoulder and fell asleep.