Ian’s POV
We made it home. Thank god. There were times when I was scared we almost got caught, but thankfully, we didn’t.
“Wanna sleep in the same bed?” I ask Anthony. He smiles brightly. “Yeah, of course! Just give me a minute to use the bathroom.” I nod, walking my weak and fragile body towards the table. His phone was sitting there, I turned it off and hid it in the sofa. The doctor was most likely going to try to call him, asking where I’m at, and I can’t risk that. I hide my phone to.
I walk myself slowly into Anthony’s bedroom and throw myself onto his bed. I feel out of breath, just from walking, I’m out of breath. Do I even have lungs anymore? I have to catch my breath with everything I do. I am tempted to go back to the hospital, but I can’t. I need to hide this from Anthony. He needs to believe that I am ok. I hear him come out of the bathroom and make his way next to me onto the bed. I flip myself over onto my side, and place my hand on his hip, as he places his hand onto my face, “Ian, I’m not going to lie. I seriously thought you were going to die in that hospital, right there. I’m so glad you’re going to live.” I sigh, “Well you never know, I mean there could be a spread suddenly and-uh, Anthony can I ask you something?”
Anthony’s POV
“You can ask me anything.” I say to Ian.
He was acting strange suddenly.
“Babe, what is it?”
“Well, let’s say I were to die, would you be ok?”
This is an odd question considering he was just telling me he had a good surviving chance. But I answer anyways.
“Honestly-I couldn’t live without you. My honest plan was, when I was sure you were going to die, was kill myself right afterwards.” Ian gives me a blank stare. “Well, I mean, a life without you, is a life that wouldn’t even be worth living for me. Which is why I am so relieved that you are ok. I am so happy-like-you have no idea.”
Ian’s POV
Oh my god. Ok Ian, don’t act weird. Act casual. Please.
“Well babe you don’t have to worry about that, I’m not going anywhere,” I say, as I caress his face. With that, he slowly drifts off to sleep. And me? I don’t sleep at all that night. His words haunt me the entire night. I don’t know what to do..
