3 Hours later and Ed was still thinking about every confrontation he had with Oswald still pondering his feelings. "No!" he exclaimed. "I need to stop!" He had much bigger things to worry about, like his sick friend, Ed suppressed these feelings once again and stood up from the corner of the bed. He walked towards his piano playing a familiar tune Oswald once sang to him "he's fierce in my dreams, piercing my gut, he floats, me with dread, soaked in in soul-" Edward kept playing till the song was over. "Ed?" Edward turned to see Oswald sitting up and staring back at him. "That song- Didn't you say something about that a long time ago?" Ed was terrified that Oswald might find out about his hallucination long ago. "No!" his voice cracked "it's just a song I came up with. "Oh ok," Oswald said disappointedly. Oswald turned and lied down once again. Ed started to tear up. What Is happening to me? He thought. I'm so confused! he fell to the floor sobbing. Oswald heard the sobs but was too tired to speak. the sobs echoed for hours.
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The gentle art of making lovers
FanficOswald grows ill and Edward nurtures him. but during the days, a secret of Eds and Oswald's slips out
