Fear Itself [ A Shoey Fanfic ]

|| Joey's P.O.V ||

i drove furiously down the road, surging to a stop at each red light, practically leaving skid marks every time i stopped.

an anti-gay hospital?! is that even legal? i shook my head in disbelief. wait, i am NOT gay. and neither is Shane. wait, what? i honestly don't know what i am anymore.

i looked around. i looked at shane, his breathing was still uneven, probably from all of that stress. i needed to get him back to my place. i tried to rush, not passing the speed limit, but pushing it a little.

"Joey." i hear Shane mutter.

"yes, Shane?" i reply quickly.

"put your camera on the dashboard." he says.

i place my vlogging camera on it's stand, turning it on without hesitation, I haven't vlogged in awhile, this is good.

"well hello there everybody!"

I exclaimed cheerfully, all though my eyes had dark bags under them, with a tear streaked face.

"Shane Dawson is here with me today!" I smiled as I turned the camera towards Shane, who looked like he had gotten in a bad accident. yet, he sat up taller and smiled.

"hey there all you mother f*****s!" he croaked, trying to squeeze in a low, raspy laugh.

I turned the camera off and began to cry again. I felt Shane place his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently.

we reached home and I rushed over to Shane, wrapping my arm around his waist and leading him up the stairs to the elevator up to the room.

I managed to get him into the apartment, and then upstairs to the bedroom. i layed him gently on the bed and rushed downstairs, returning with a wet towel.

"what's this? bath time?" i heard Shane croak.

i placed it over his forehead and pressed gently.

"no" I smiled "just to keep your temperature down. all though you could use a shower." I chuckled half-heartedly.

i lay next to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, smiling and pulling him closer to me.

and i wasn't letting go this time.