High School//Ianthony

Chapter 45: I Heard You

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

His eyes slowly fluttered open. I'm grinning from ear to ear. "Ian," I say, hugging him carefully. "Anthony," Ian whispers into my ear, hugging me back. "God...you scared me," I whisper back as he slowly buries his face into the crook of my neck. "But...you're okay," I say. He didn't give up on me, he's fine. This means he'll live...right? Right... "All I asked was for you to say okay," I continue talking. "I heard you. I tried to say okay. But.....you couldn't hear me. No matter how loud I yelled, you couldn't hear me. Even if I'm your blue-eyed soldier," Ian let out a short (still weak) laugh. "Wait...how did you know I said all that?" I ask. "I don't know, it just.....I can see it happening. In my head. Like a memory. I did as you told me. I didn't leave, I didn't give up on you...why would I ever?" He smiled weakly. I stop hugging him but I hold on to his hand. I try to think of a reason, but I guess I took too long because Ian says "Exactly."

IAN'S P.O.V.

"You did a good job too," Anthony tells me. I blush slightly and hold on tighter to his hand. "I love you too by the way," I say, referring to earlier. "And all that you said...it was sweet." Anthony runs a hand through my hair. "I meant it all," He replies. Then, I look at the dark circles under his eyes. Probably from lack of sleep. "Anthony," I give him a short laugh. "You know, you could've slept." Anthony smiles and then cups my cheek. "Too busy worrying about you," He tells me, truthfully, before kissing my forehead. "You won't die on me will you?" "Of course not." I gaze into his eyes. This is what it feels like to be loved. I never knew how much I was missing out on until he came into my life. Well....again. "You should sleep Anthony," I tell him. I feel bad for keeping him up this late. "I guess I should...but not right now. I can't sleep knowing you're awake. How do you feel?" Anthony asks me. "Alright for someone who's been stabbed," I answer, laughing slightly. "That's good, I guess," He laughs a bit as well. Then a nurse walked in. "Excuse me, Anthony? I was sent to ask you to leave," She tells Anthony. "Okay," He frowns, letting go of my hand. "Why don't you go home and get some sleep? I'll still be here," I say. "But-" Anthony starts to say "Please," I inturrupt him. Anthony is obviously too tired to argue, so he kissed my forehead "Get better soon," He tells me. "I'll try," I reply. Anthony then left, without another word.

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

After walking all the way to the grocery store, I get in my car and drive back home. I didn't want to leave Ian, but he's just so goddamn selfless, I know that he was going to make me sleep somehow. Him being selfless is usually a good thing, I'm trying to determine if it is now though. I'll just get some sleep like he said. Well...I'll try anyways. I walk into my room and flop down on the bed, not even bothering to change into pajamas of some kind. "Goodnight Ia-" I stop myself. I guess it's just habit... "Myself..." Wow...I really do need some sleep. I'll just get under the blanket and fall asleep.

-TIME SKIP-

It's been an hour, and I've been trying to fall asleep...but I can't bring myself to do it. The bed just seems so...how do I put this.......cold. I've been constantly wrapping myself in blankets but no matter what I try...I can't fall asleep. Yet, I'm incredibly tired, it doesn't make sense. Maybe I should try getting in more comfy clothes. I get out of bed and grab the first two things I see. A random shirt and my sweatpants. I quickly put them on and get back into bed. This shirt is kinda small...it's probably Ian's. That would make sense considering it smells like him. Okay...let's try sleeping again. I wrap a blanket around myself. My eyelids close and I feel myself slowly drift off.................