Love at First Sight

9~ This isn't happening

---2 Weeks Later---

This can not be happening.

Nonononononononononononooooo

I was falling asleep and then Thomas called me.

He said that he was standing on top of a building.

And he was going to jump.

He said that I'm his last thread.

The only reason he hasn't already.

I'm sprinting down the road.

He's a few blocks away.

While I'm running, I'm balling my eyes out.

This can't be happening. Not to someone as amazing as Thomas.

He's my everything.

Out of all the people in the world, he caught my heart.

I thought that our love would never die, never fade, and never go away as long as we hung onto it.

I'm so scared.

I'm so so scared.

If Thomas dies, I'll never be the same. I'll go back to crying myself to sleep. To not having any friends. To never being happy.

I can't let him do this.

I can't.

I finally got to the building.

I ran into it and up the stairs.

Thomas was still there.

He was crying just sitting there. He looked horrified.

I ran up to him and sat down next to him.

I grabbed his hand and all I could do was cry into his shoulder.

I cried for at least 5 minutes.

I finally got myself together and started talking.

"Thomas. I love you. I love every single thing about you. If anything happens to you, I have no idea what will happen to me. Your the reason I get up in the morning. The reason I'm happy. Please never ever scare me like this again."

"Phoebe, I love you too." He paused, "I just hope I'm giving you everything you deserve. You deserve the entire world but I'm afraid I can only give you a small part of that."

"But Thomas, the you you are now is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you I'll be in the with tomorrow. You the best thing that has EVER happened to me. Now can we please go somewhere else."

"Ok" he hesitated.

We walked down the stairs and onto the street.

I held his hand as tight as possible. He's everything I have. I need him and I almost lost him..

I shed a tear.

We walked all the way to my house without speaking.

The last thing I wanted to do was leave him alone.

We walked inside and I made him some hot cocoa.

We sat on the couch but didn't say much.

All I could think about is if I lost Thomas.

I wouldn't be able to live.

I just cried into his shoulder.

"I love you beautiful" Thomas said.

"I love you too....sooooo much" I said and looked up to kiss him.

This was the worst night of my night.